CHAPTER 306: CHAPTER 306: A NEW BUSINESS

After the typhoon passed.

If the greatest beneficiary was the Second Prince, Adrian,

then Vasini should rank among the top three beneficiaries.

That night, he decisively eliminated the greatest threat, Trafford, who had blockaded the South District, and also drove away and crippled two covetous contenders.

Travis and Old Xi Wen.

Now the South District belonged to him once again.

Still calm and peaceful.

Even though an entire elite team of the Kingdom Defense Bureau disappeared collectively in the South District, surprisingly, there was no follow-up investigation.

Actually, it’s not that no one investigated.

Just that, no one dared to really dig deep.

The third unit is now completely defeated, the core members originally from the third unit, some are dead, some captured, and many have escaped.

The fourth unit has now taken over their operations.

The South District is now under the control of the fourth unit.

Joseph would never let anyone touch this place.

Vasini was able to recuperate and gather strength.

That night, in fact, the Martinos Clan suffered significant losses, many young men died. These were people Vasini had painstakingly cultivated.

However, as long as they persevered, there was still hope.

Moreover, after that night, the survivors had become extremely trusting and devout towards Vasini, towards the Dark Savior.

Especially towards the Dark Savior.

In a seemingly unsolvable situation, they had turned the tables, and everyone finally believed that a god truly existed, watching over those who stood in the darkness.

As long as they were devout, they would be redeemed.

This devotion had united the previously loose and conflicting new Martinos Clan like never before.

Initially, many small families found it difficult to accept being annexed by the Martinos Clan, and many harbored selfish intentions.

But after that night, everyone recognized the Martinos Clan and realized that only by joining forces could they be strong; otherwise, they would sooner or later be crushed by Travis and those former allies.

This was the most gratifying thing for Vasini.

Everything he had done was not in vain.

Moreover, he had received a new divine oracle, and the god had dispatched a new envoy to address the manpower shortage of the Martinos Clan.

And they would also bring weapons and resources.

This reminder made Vasini think of that night.

The men who appeared from the storm.

If it were those people, then the Martinos Clan would quickly grow stronger.

After presiding over another communal prayer in the Sanctuary, Vasini looked back at those faces, feeling full inside.

At last, he had not failed the god’s expectations, and he had found a group of devout believers who were wholeheartedly serving the Lord.

This was not blind faith; each person had experienced life and death, established belief, and sworn an oath before the Lord.

Never to betray the Lord, and never to casually utter the name of the Lord.

Vasini was no fool; he understood how dangerous such belief was in the Kingdom, especially in the heart of the Kingdom, the Royal Capital.

If discovered, not even a Divine Envoy could save them.

The god was great and powerful, but they were still too weak.

If one day, they could become as strong as the Sun God Sect, then their names could be revealed under the sun.

That day might be far away, but it would surely come.

At this moment, Vasini’s vision had shifted from merely becoming a good family leader, leading the South District, and even the Royal Capital, to becoming the most faithful follower of the god, creating a religion greater than the Sun God Sect.

After leaving the follow-up matters to Valentino, Vasini went to his room, tidied himself up, and left the Sanctuary.

Today, he was to meet a guest.

This guest was reportedly the most prominent businessman in recent Royal Capital, hailing from the Northern Lands, with connections to several nobles and politicians.

He often hosted underground banquets and reportedly supplied the finest wines.

This person was coming to discuss a business deal with him.

The two met in a house beside the Sanctuary.

This place had been transformed by Vasini into an office, with plans to establish a company here in the future, named Martino Investment Co., Ltd.

In past family traditions, or rather the traditions of the South District, the Mafia never established companies, and everyone was used to the traditional ways of collecting money, relying on underground forces to earn their due share.

But because of this, the Mafia in the South District had completely declined, soon to be eliminated by the times.

It was time to make a change.

When Vasini arrived, the guest had already arrived.

This was a typical northerner, with a face that appeared stern, imbued with the frost of the Northern Lands, but he was admittedly quite handsome, with an indescribable charm that reportedly bewitched many noblewomen and ladies of the Royal Capital.

"Hello, esteemed Vasini, I am Palon."

Palon looked at the man before him.

Without hesitation, he directly stated the phrase.

"Our Lord is above."

Upon hearing this phrase, Vasini was clearly stunned for a moment.

He immediately became alert, his hand subconsciously maneuvering Throat-Cutter Neil.

This person...

"It was the Godfather who sent me here."

This third sentence allowed Vasini to relax once more.

"You are also..."

"That’s correct, I am also a follower of the Dark Savior."

Palon recited lines as instructed by Ethan without hesitation.

Even though he had no idea what the Dark Savior was.

But following Ethan’s words was surely the right course of action.

"Our Lord is above."

Vasini responded in kind, though still somewhat puzzled.

"You northerners also believe in the Dark Savior?"

"I am also a member of the Mafia."

With this connection, the negotiation between Vasini and Palon became much simpler.

Palon stated that he too had come following a divine oracle, intending to collaborate with Vasini to establish an underground distillery in the South District.

Previously, the various families in the South District were entrenched and divided, and even in the early days of the prohibition, everyone wanted a piece of the pie, but ultimately no one agreed, so nothing substantial materialized.

Now with only the Martinos Clan left as the sole voice, it was simpler.

Moreover, with official channels and the Kingdom Defense Bureau covering them, even the Prohibition Bureau couldn’t investigate.

Vasini, coincidentally short on funds, wanted to expand his power, and relying on the original income streams wasn’t enough.

It was a win-win deal.

Thus, the two pleasantly agreed on the matter of the underground distillery.

This was actually also part of Ethan’s plan.

He had already agreed to join forces with Wes, but he thought establishing a distillery in the south was too troublesome, so he decided to start one directly in the Royal Capital.

Then they could sell directly in the Royal Capital, even saving on transportation.

After Vasini saw Palon off, he dared not think of anything else, except to offer sincere prayers towards the direction of the Sanctuary.