TEASER CHAPTER 7 PART 9
The
city of Anemomylos was illuminated by the morning sun. This town was developed
as a trading city leading to Arcazam.
This
city, originally a small rural town, became a transit point for goods and
supplies in the construction of Arcazam, and it quickly came to life due to the
large amount of money that came in.
This
city, where not only the human race but demihumans and various other races came
and went, was like a smaller version of the Arcazam.
A
group of horse-drawn carriages in a formation passed through the central street
that ran through the city.
The
white-colored carriages were luxurious. The people riding in the carriages must
be of high status, judging from the armored knights guarding the front and rear
of the carriages.
The
carriage continued to run along the street toward Arcazam, attracting the eyes
of passersby.
"Sir,
we should be arriving at Arcazam soon."
It
was a middle-aged female servant dressed in maid clothes who uttered these
words in the carriage.
Her
master sat in the back seat of the carriage, nodded at the maid's words, and
looked out the window at the knight guarding him.
The
robe and equipment the nobleman wore can be recognized as the highest quality
at a glance.
His
handsome face was deeply chiseled as if to testify to his years of experience,
and his neatly trimmed golden hair and beard added color to his appearance.
His
name is Victor Barenz Francilt.
He
is the current head of the Francilt Household.
"Umu.
It took quite a long time, but it looks like we made it in time. When we arrive
at Arcazam, please use this to make sure the soldiers get enough rest. I've
pushed them too hard."
While
saying so, the nobleman took a small bag from his pocket and handed it to the
maid in front of him.
The
maid accepted the Lord's alms in a reverent manner.
Although
small, a heavy weight was felt on the maid's arms. The contents were probably
gold coins.
"The
soldiers will be pleased, since they had to change horses many times during the
forced march. Well, we did arrive a few days earlier than we expected..."
The
maid's gaze turned to the carriage behind her.
The
horse carriages were full of local goods from every region that the nobleman
had purchased on the way to this point.
Moreover,
it was not just one or two carriages carrying the goods, but a total of six
large two-horse-drawn carriages, each fully loaded with goods.
But
even so, this was still considered modest.
In
fact, Mena's master was trying to purchase twice as many items as this. Of
course, he did it secretly behind her back.
Normally,
he is a fair and just man, a famous lord, and serving him is a source of pride
for Mena, but he has a bad habit of changing into a different person when it
comes to certain matters.
In
fact, twice a year, this bad habit manifested itself and caused a great deal of
trouble.
Fortunately,
in the last few years, this bad habit didn't manifest because the cause was not
with him.
"Mena,
did you say something?"
"No,
it's nothing ... But we are also troubled by Jihad-dono. How dare he suddenly
summon Master ......."
