At that time, the elven sorceress was worried that she could not pull him to the elven camp. When she heard that Wayne wanted to cooperate with the entire elven tribe, she immediately showed great interest and behaved very actively, staring at Wayne with her beautiful eyes.

Along the way, Wayne did not hide anything and gave a brief account of his plans for the Chamber of Commerce.

In his vision, the Chamber of Commerce would be divided into several parts. The first was the factory, which was the production base. To be called a Chamber of Commerce, it had to have goods.

Both Wayne and Francesca were very confident about this. Although not all the surviving craftsmen of the elves had master-level skills, most of them had the skills of senior masters.

Wayne's confidence comes from the fact that he has channels from the other world and can sell the crafts and specialties from the other world.

Scarcity makes things valuable. As long as the chamber of commerce network is well established, these products will definitely be popular with customers and there will be no trouble selling them.

The second is the caravan. Wayne's goal is to build a large armed caravan. Ordinary merchants have no protection at all when walking on the territory of such aristocratic lords, not to mention the robbers, monsters and greedy nobles everywhere. After the outbreak of the Civil War, the situation of merchants will become more dangerous, but the benefits will also become higher.

The caravan guards are the best shield for having their own armed forces. When this caravan travels on the northern continent, they can not only collect intelligence, adopt orphans, and select talents, but also hire a large number of soldiers and warriors to train their own troops.

These people are scattered around the world and are not very conspicuous, but when Wayne needs them, gathering them together will be a force that is enough to subvert the world.

In addition to this, they can also use the construction of the Chamber of Commerce stronghold as an excuse to deploy throughout the north, plant chess pieces throughout the north, collect intelligence, keep abreast of changes around the world at any time, and understand the impact of the whole world without leaving home.

Wayne's description of the various benefits dazzled Francesca, who was sitting in his arms, and she couldn't help but feel longing for it.

The elven sorceress could imagine that once the plan of the super chamber of commerce that Wayne mentioned could be realized, perhaps the elves would no longer be the prey of humans, but might become the masters of humans by controlling the world's economic power.

Apart from anything else, just by providing this feasible plan, Wayne's status in her mind rose to a higher level.

The elves have a long lifespan. As long as a plan has the possibility of success, they can use ten, a hundred, or even a thousand years to implement it. The elves have been weak for thousands of years, and they have enough patience to keep waiting.

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"What kind of magic barrier is this? It's amazing!"

Outside the magic circle of Kaermohen, Wayne spent most of the day before bringing Francesca to the edge of the maze circle.

In this uninhabited deep mountain, a large mass of fog that was impenetrable to the sight shrouded the front, forming a thick fog like a sky curtain between the sky and the earth.

As the most powerful sorceress in the world, Francesca quickly discovered the difference in this large barrier.

She first used her chaos magic to sense it, then turned her head to look at Wayne with a puzzled look on her face.

"It's very strange, Wayne. Although this magic circle is constructed with chaos magic, the magic arrangement of this barrier is very different from our normal magic barriers. It belongs to a completely different system."

Francesca frowned, then said thoughtfully:

"Although I can't detect the entirety of this barrier, I can feel that it covers a fairly large area, and the strength of the barrier is also very high. Before it is broken, it is difficult for external forces to have any impact on it."

Upon hearing this, Wayne affirmed the professionalism of the elven sorceress. He thought for a moment and said:

"This is a divine weapon I got from another world. The magic barrier it creates can defend against all ordinary people below the level of gods."

"The coverage radius is about 100 kilometers, but now due to insufficient mana supply, it is only less than half deployed."

"But within the range of this barrier, the residents inside will basically be very safe."

"A divine tool? Could it be a magical item used by gods from another world?"

Seeing that Francesca still seemed full of questions, Wayne did not give any further explanation. After all, this maze magic circle involved the core secrets of the Witcher Cult, and it was not appropriate to reveal too much information.

With a wave of his right hand, the magic barrier that was originally shrouded in fog instantly cracked into a hole several meters high, allowing people to see the scene inside the barrier.

Wayne patted the scales on the Deathclaw's back. After running for almost seven or eight hours straight, even with Robin's physical strength, it was a little exhausting. However, the Deathclaw's skin could not sweat, so Robin could only gasp like a Husky, sticking out his tongue.

After receiving the order from his master, Robin walked into the gap in the fog without fear. Having never encountered any strong enemies since childhood, he had no idea what fear was. Only the order from his master was the most important.

Soon, they passed through the fog and came to the inside of the barrier, in the center of a forest.

Wayne looked around and didn't find anything unusual. The area covered by the maze barrier was too large. With the current strength of the cult, there was simply no extra manpower to search around. This was also one of the few times he came to the edge of the barrier.

After entering the barrier, Wayne let out a breath, hugged Francesca's graceful body, jumped off the back of the Death Claw, and then let go of the sorceress very gentlemanly.

After riding for such a long time, the scent of the sorceress is still so charming, making people feel happy.

Wayne didn't know if this was magic, but any man would be unable to not react if he was holding a gorgeous elf beauty like Francesca.

The sorceress sitting in his arms must have been able to feel this.

After jumping off the Deathclaw, Wayne performed a slight host-welcoming-guest ceremony towards Francesca, looked into the clear and gentle eyes of the elf beauty, and said, "Welcome to my territory, ma'am."

"What you are about to see will be something you will never forget."

(I was delayed today by something. I will update 10,000 words tomorrow.) (End of this chapter)