Sorcery Monarch

Chapter 58: Adam Smith's Ecstasy

Chapter 58: Adam Smith's Ecstasy

"Life skills personnel: 53 intermediate recruits, 2 advanced recruits."

"Spent 500 gold coins, saved 760 gold coins."

"Manufacturing and technical personnel: 115 intermediate recruits, 4 advanced recruits."

"Spent 4,000 gold coins, saved 5,750 gold coins."

Ralph summarized the reports, looking at Adam Smith with undisguised admiration.

A merchant who saves the lord money is a good merchant.

But that wasn't all. Ralph glanced over the remaining records and quickly informed the lord:

"Additionally, Mr. Adam Smith has recruited 42 professionals!"

"30 first-level professionals, 7 second-level, 2 third-level, 1 eighth-level mid-tier professional, and 1 twelfth-level high-tier professional."

"The total cost was 2,000 gold coins!"

"The total amount spent on all recruits was 6,500 gold coins. Deducting 2,000 gold coins worth of goods, there is a surplus of 6,000 gold coins!"

Noticing Matthew's gaze on him, Adam Smith realized he'd made the right move, and his previously tense heart began to relax.

However, Matthew's next words caught him completely off guard:

"Well done. You can keep 3,000 of the 6,000 gold coins you saved."

Oh no!

Had he miscalculated?

Did he save too little?

Or did recruiting professionals without permission upset the lord?

What should he do?

Adam Smith looked up, suddenly feeling a chill run down his spine.

It wasn't an unreasonable fear—most spellcasting lords were notoriously domineering and hated it when others acted on their own initiative.

But then, Matthew raised his hand to stop Adam Smith from speaking, looking at him with admiration and continuing with a smile:

"Don't be so quick to refuse. You've earned it. In the future, if you complete your tasks successfully, you can make similar arrangements."

After confirming multiple times that Matthew was serious, Adam Smith let out a long breath of relief, noticing his palms were slick with sweat.

Soon after, a surge of joy filled him, as he admired and marveled at Matthew's generosity.

Earning 3,000 gold coins was equivalent to two or three years of hard work.

"But don't get too excited just yet. The tasks will only get harder from here, and the rewards even greater..."

Saying this, Matthew nodded toward Ralph.

Under Adam Smith's curious gaze, Ralph produced a small, clear vial of potion and handed it over.

"What is this?"

Adam Smith squinted, inspecting the potion that gleamed with a gentle luster.

He didn't dare open it for a closer examination but could tell from its color and the liquid's stability that he'd never seen this type of potion before!

An inexplicable excitement welled up inside him. He looked at Matthew with a trembling voice, asking:

"Could this be... a new potion?"