"Your Highness, we've already moved the first batch of supplies from the armory and sold them on the underground black market for 600 million," the voice on the other end of the line reported.
Garrett, who had been wearing a slightly serious expression, allowed a small smile to appear on his face. "You weren't discovered by Gadel's men, were you?"
"Rest assured, Your Highness. We were very discreet, and we bribed the head of the armory guards. There's no way we'll be discovered..."
"Good. I'll need a large amount of Montirian Ducats in the coming days. Don't just sell on the black market, ship some overseas as well."
"Your Highness, the profits from shipping won't come in quickly. Are you sure this is the best approach?"
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