The guard quickly moved down the hall to find two successful merchants that were either near the castle or in the city. There were a lot of merchants out there in the world, but the guard was thinking like Samsul, and that the two that he picked would have to be very good at their jobs.

After the guard left, Samsul went back into the office and turned to look at Gerald with his hand on Anastasia's shoulder. He didn't know what he was doing, but the look on his face told him that he was worrying about her for some reason. The Lost Elf cleared his throat and looked at the two of them. "I sent a guard out to find the best merchants within the area. We want a successful merchant. Not some grubbing miser who thinks only of money."