Chapter 216: The Middleman

Gray Rock Castle.

Grim strode through the stone gate and down the corridor, entering the fortress.

He had just led a team to eliminate a group of bandits who had roamed to the edge of the Thousandstone Hills, and his body was still stained with dark red blood.

As the Silver Moon Race's trade network matured and expanded, the Eldron Plain gradually became one of the commercial hubs of the eastern continent.

Merchant caravans traveled to and fro in an endless stream. All sorts of goods were gathered, distributed, and transshipped here, flowing toward the Green Highlands, the Thundering River Basin, and even the more distant Frost Ridge Plateau.

The Silver Moon Race's dazzling array of high-quality goods attracted merchant guilds of all sizes, who came drawn by their reputation.

Some even traveled thousands of miles from the Freedom Alliance in the western part of the continent, just to secure a batch of scarce metal ingots or potions.