Though Martin felt joyous about Matthew's request, he hesitated.
"What's the matter? Do you not have any?" Matthew asked faintly, and the patriarch hurriedly shook his head. "As you know, the firearms we have in cooperation with Druira are basic, Matthew. If you want heavy firepower, I'll have to consult them first."
"Go ahead."
With Matthew's approval, Martin quickly contacted the supplier and returned to the hall ten minutes later with a pleased expression.
"Good news, Matthew! They initially refused flatly, but once they heard it was for you, they agreed without hesitation! Hehe, your reputation precedes you."
Matthew only smiled faintly at the flattery, for he knew Druira wasn't being generous out of kindness; they wanted to see the Sacred Mount and Zedran clash, hoping to profit from the conflict.
"Got it. Make sure to expedite the delivery to the Sacred Mount as soon as the goods arrive. Afterward, contact him." Leaving Fitz's contact information and a substantial check, Matthew hurriedly left Martin's residence.
With personnel and combat equipment mostly assembled, he prepared to contact another influential friend. Just as he pulled out his phone, the very friend called first.
"Mr. Larson, we need your help!"
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