Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3235

"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?"

"Just focus on your job."

As Garrett ended the call, a cold smile crept across his face. I'm out of options, Gadel. Don't hold it against me, alright?

Meanwhile, in the Montirian royal palace, Gadel sat at the head of the room, holding a document as he looked down at the kneeling figure before him. If Garrett's old allies were present, they would have been shocked, for the man kneeling was none other than the armory guard captain they had paid a hefty sum to bribe.

"Have they started the operation?" Gadel gently placed the document on the table, his sharp eyes fixed on the kneeling captain.

"Your Majesty, those traitors have indeed begun selling on the underground black market," the guard captain replied, presenting a check to the nearby guard, who inspected the check before quickly approaching Gadel's desk and placing it respectfully on the table.

Gadel picked up the check, a smile spreading across his face as he noted the amount—sixty million.

"Have you pinpointed the location of their smuggling operation?"

They need to learn a lesson, or everyone will think they can waltz into Montiria and do as they please.

"Understood. I'll have them return immediately." Arnold's figure vanished once more, his martial prowess so formidable that Gadel believed it wouldn't be long before Arnold reached the level of a grandmaster.

Gadel rose from his throne and began walking toward Fiorenna's quarters. Fiorenna's belly had grown considerably, and every day, two royal doctors and two witch doctors stood outside her chambers, ever vigilant.

As for the ongoing financial war in Montiria, it was about time it came to an end.

Gadel glanced at a chat group on his phone. Aside from his messages, the only responses were acknowledgments and confirmations. At the top of the chat was the group name—Montiria Bank Policy Development Supervision Group.

His latest message was an order to deny all loan requests from Dornian financial titans. They were to accept the benefits but not to follow through.