After hearing the city lord's words, the steward continued to speak.
"You think, once we leave, who will know who put the potion?"
"There's no evidence, it's just empty talk!"
"As for the food in the city being gone, isn't it possible that it was burned up by the fire?"
When the city lord heard what the other party said, he was just stunned.
"You, what do you mean?"
"Burned by fire? How can we sell food to the caravan then?"
At this moment, the steward grabbed an empty bag from the side, with a few grains of wheat left in it.
"Look, we can fill all these grain bags with sand... No, sand won't work. We need to find something that burns without leaving a trace."
"Right! We can put something in the bag that will leave only ash when burned, or something that will turn into powder when blown by the wind!"
"After we leave, we can set fire to the granary!"
"The granary caught fire and all the grain was destroyed, and the most you can be charged with is a fugitive from justice!"
"Think about it, would the Holy Pharaoh send people to hunt us down if we're on the run from our crimes?"
"As for these untouchables in the city, they will certainly not starve to death!"
"Whether the caravan can buy up all our food and fish is another matter, not to mention that some of the food is still in the hands of those vendors!"
"No matter what, this amount of food is much more than what we had during previous famines!"
The city lord widened his eyes when he heard what the other party said.
He was silent for a long time, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
"good!"
"Great! Great idea!"
"This is really wonderful!"
After hearing what the steward said, the city lord finally made up his mind.
"Okay, let's do it!"
"But we must ensure that every link is foolproof!"
"You must supervise every step carefully. If this is done well, you will definitely not be left behind by the money from selling the grain!"
After hearing what the city lord said, the steward just bowed respectfully, and the smile on his lips became more and more presumptuous.
"Please rest assured, Lord City Lord."
"I personally supervised every step to ensure everything went smoothly."
"Just wait for my good news."
In the next few days, the steward mobilized a large number of manpower and began to secretly collect the raw materials needed to make the potion.
The crocodile skulls were acquired from fishing villages in the Nile Delta, where fishermen regularly catch crocodiles and use the skulls as ornaments.
Various herbs were traded from nearby tribes. These plants are believed to have magical powers and are often used in traditional rituals.
After collecting the medicinal materials, the steward chose a secluded area outside the city as the place to prepare the medicine.
Under strict supervision, more than a dozen reliable servants worked day and night to boil and mix various medicinal herbs, eventually producing nearly a hundred clay pots of brown liquid.
The liquid has a pungent smell, similar to the strange smell of rotting seafood mixed with herbs.
Finally, on a stormy night, the city lord personally came to the potion-making area.
"How is it, how strong is the potion?"
"Have you tried this potion?"
When the steward heard the city lord's words, he smiled excitedly.
"Very successful, my lord!"
"We conducted a test on a small lake south of the city. Just a small spoonful of the potion caused all the fish in the lake to surface within an hour, and the potency lasted for about eighteen hours before starting to wear off."
The city lord nodded with satisfaction. Although the rain fell heavily on his face, he didn't care at all.
His attention was completely focused on the potions.
"So, the next step is to implement the plan?"
The steward nodded quickly at this time.
"Yes, Lord City Lord!"
"I have arranged six fishing boats, each equipped with fifteen clay pots."
"Tonight is the perfect time! The tide is high now, and the current will carry the potion out to sea."
"We just need to pour the potion into the designated location, and the rest is just waiting!"
The city lord nodded: "Very good!"
"Have we contacted all the vendors?"
"As the rain gets lighter, we also need to quickly send people to salvage any fish that float to the surface."
The steward smiled complacently at this time.
"Of course! Lord City Lord!"
"They've gotten the message and know this is a unique opportunity."
"Once those 'enemies' in the sea are far away from the coast, perhaps our caravan friends will return!"
The city lord nodded with satisfaction: "That's great!"
"Then let's get started now!"
Late at night, when the entire city of Matruh was covered by heavy rain, six fishing boats quietly left the port of Matruh.
They sailed to a location about five kilometers from the coast and began to release the potion according to the predetermined plan.
Each ship is responsible for an area, ensuring sufficient coverage.
The general manager then conveyed the final instructions to the fleet.
"Each drop point is one hundred meters apart, and each can of liquid medicine is poured three times, with ten minutes between each."
“This ensures that the drug’s effects are evenly distributed.”
The crew followed instructions strictly and poured cans of brown liquid into the sea.
The potion spread out immediately after it came into contact with the sea water, forming irregular dark areas.
With the help of the water currents and wind direction that night, these toxic waters began to spread further away.
"Look, sir!"
At this time, a crew member shouted excitedly.
On the sea not far away, some small fish have begun to float upside down.
As time went on, more and more marine life was affected, and the sea surface was soon covered with various floating fish.
Before daybreak, their boats had already caught several boatloads of fish.
At the same time, at the previous trading location in Matruh, the vendors had already bought fish according to the price set by the city lord and were waiting at dawn.
At this time, the steward was standing high on the city wall, looking down at all this, with a satisfied smile on his face.
His plan was being executed perfectly and the first step had been successful.
He anticipated that more merchant ships would arrive in Marsa Matruh in the next few days to buy their food.
After the transaction is completed, the city lord and his confidants will disappear quietly.
"Matruh, what a wonderful place."
"But if we leave Holy Egypt, where should we go?"
On the other side, a citizen in the city came to the city gate and found another citizen.
He leaned close to the other person's ear and whispered something.
Then, the citizen who heard this was shocked. He just looked around and ran towards Alexander.
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