"That sounds great!" an aristocratic student couldn't help but interrupt, with an excited expression on his face.
“But how does it work exactly?”
Merlin continued to explain, "Depending on the insurance premium, the number and level of elites sent by the Goblin Tribe will also vary. It should be noted that this insurance does not mean hiring bodyguards. The Goblins will only ensure the safety of the students in the dark, and will only rescue them when their lives are in danger. This guarantees the mechanism for everyone to practice freely to a great extent."
"That sounds plausible!" another student agreed, his eyes sparkling with a desire for adventure.
"If there are goblins protecting us in secret, the risk of adventure will be much smaller!"
"Of course." Merlin added with a smile, "If you buy insurance, if you suffer damage that exceeds the provisions of the insurance contract, the insurance company will also give you a high amount of compensation. This means that students can enjoy the adventure while also getting extra protection!"
The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly heated, and many students began to whisper, discussing the pros and cons of this new business.
Merlin looked at their reactions, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing his signature evil expression. There was no such thing as insurance service in this world. With the abilities of this group of elite goblins, as long as his classmates did not go deep into the Warcraft Mountains, there would be absolutely no safety issues in operating on the periphery.
As for the compensation for the failed protection, that would certainly be paid by the goblins. It would never be Merlin's turn. He just sat back and enjoyed the profits while avoiding the risks. It was a guaranteed profit.
As for the pricing, it must be decided by Merlin. After all, these stupid goblins don't know the value of gold coins. All they have in their heads are food, cotton and buildings.
This hall specially built to sell insurance services allowed Merlin to exchange a lot of materials.
What's more, these goblins are eager for all kinds of human knowledge, and even the simplest knowledge can be sold for a good price.
"I believe that this insurance business will not only provide protection for everyone, but also promote friendly relations between us and the goblins." Merlin concluded with a firm and confident look.
"Let's explore the unknown in the Warcraft Mountains together and harvest our own adventure stories!"
With Merlin's encouragement, the students' enthusiasm reached its peak. Many people began to ask about the specific details of the insurance, and some students even couldn't wait to get insurance.
Of course, most of the insured students are the aristocratic students of the Arcane Academy. Ordinary students just need to work honestly. Only those who are not short of money will buy those insurances.
"Goblin, how many goblins here can read and write?" Merlin asked the goblin standing beside him with an excited look on his face.
When the Goblin heard what Merlin said, an embarrassed look appeared on his face. He waved his hand, and only more than twenty goblin civil servants came out.
"There are currently only 23 goblins including me who can read and write, but they can only make simple notes. They can't compose poems like you human bards."
Merlin's eyes lit up. "That's enough! Give each team that buys insurance a goblin clerk. Have them follow the teams and record what happens along the way. It doesn't have to be written very well, but it must be recorded in detail. This will be a special service of ours!"
Although Goblin didn't understand the significance of Merlin's actions, he still nodded and agreed.
Merlin walked over to the Moon Whisperer and patted her on the back. "Are you slacking off?"
The Moon Whisperer shuddered when she heard the devilish whisper. She forced a smile and said, "How could I be lazy? I am working very hard."
"Okay, I remember you peeked into Staci's memory when you seduced her, right?"
What does Merlin mean by this? Is there going to be a reckoning later?
The Moon Speaker's core suddenly contracted, and she nodded tremblingly.
"Okay, then gather those literature students who work for me and major in history research, classical magic literature, etc., and ask them to stop what they are doing. I have other lucrative jobs for them."
The Moon Whisperer was stunned for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, as long as they were not looking for her to settle the score, but then she said a little depressedly, "You can let Stacy do this, I'm still busy here."
As the Moon Whisperer spoke, he glanced at the dozens of black shadow arms extending behind him. These shadow arms were holding pens and notebooks to record the students' transactions.
"I think Stacey may not have had enough rest recently. She's a little weird. I don't want to tire out my model worker."
So you're targeting me? The Moon Whisperer really wants to tell you to behave yourself. Can't you see why Stacy is not in a good condition? Pooh! Scumbag!
The Moon Whisperer could only think about it in his mind, and after a moment he happily went to complete the task assigned by Merlin.
Merlin gathered students majoring in literature such as historical research and classical magic literature, and led them into the Goblin Insurance Hall.
He specially arranged a spacious and bright room for them. On the walls hung several paintings depicting the magnificent scenery of the Warcraft Mountains. The sunlight coming in from the window sprinkled on the floor, as if adding a layer of warm glow to the entire space.
The students looked at each other in confusion, wondering why Merlin had called them together separately. Some people are even wondering in their hearts that the puttying and plastering work they have just finished has not been completed yet, will this affect their progress?
"Don't worry yet," Merlin smiled when he saw their confusion, his tone encouraging, "I have arranged a new, easy, simple and enjoyable job for you, which will allow you to use the knowledge you have learned to make money!"
When they heard the word "make money", the students' eyes lit up instantly, excitement and surprise intertwined, and they asked what kind of job it was. After all, students majoring in this field generally work in the libraries of major empires, as ruins consultants, magic researchers, etc. They usually come into contact with ancient books and documents, so it is a rare opportunity to earn extra income.
"Your job is to provide literary polish and artistic processing for the insured students during their adventure in the Monster Mountain Range!" Merlin's voice was clear, as if he was painting a beautiful blueprint for them.
"Literary polish?" a student asked in confusion, frowning slightly, "How can we possibly participate in the adventure?"
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