??Chapter 197: Chapter 2 – The Trio’s Journey_4
Chapter 197: Chapter 2 – The Trio’s Journey_4
“Oh, Tracy, it seems that it’s not for us to ask, but rather for you. This is territory of the Hor region after all,” the young man said with a faint smile on his handso face.
“Hmph, I’ve never been to this godforsaken place either, and not just —my father hasn’t visited either. In the past, just a few tax officers would co and check each year. Who would bother to co to such a desolate area for no reason?” Tracy revealed a teasing smile, with dimples creating a charming allure, making the young man’s heart skip a beat.
“Desolate area? Tracy, that seems a bit far from reality. Just look at what’s in front of us. I doubt that Odessa on the Busen Plain is much better. Look at those ships at the dock. Mm, see those few with the marks? You can tell they belong to the Freeman Family—they’ve set their sights here too? And those ships over there with the pegasus emblem, that’s the unmistakable mark of the Montague Family. I’ve heard they’ve cornered the food trade from Hor to the vast Continent. Oh, it seems no one wants to miss out on the opportunities breeding here. Is this what you call a barren land? I truly can’t comprehend the humor of you Cyprus people, calling such a bustling port a barren land.”
For so reason, the girl felt an indescribable aversion to the woman who appeared before the cabin door. Perhaps it was the disdain for her mysterious airs or the dislike of her flirtatious deanor. The girl realized her tone had been rather sharp the mont she spoke.
Surprised, Tracy arched an eyebrow. Perhaps unsure of what had set the other off to warrant such a response, she pondered for a mont without replying, savoring the aning in the other’s words. The young man who had stood up also slightly furrowed his brow, clearly dissatisfied with this unusual behavior from his typically composed sister.
“Oh, Renta, what I was referring to was the Caucasus of a year ago. Nobody knew that in just over half a year, the Caucasus would undergo such drastic changes. You can take a look; when did the old sea maps ever show a port like Mattdam?” Tracy spread her hands elegantly, showing a strange smile on her face.
“Perhaps Kor really does have so skills, as the rumors say. Becoming a Lord in less than a year, he has transford the Caucasus into sothing unrecognizable. Your wish to co here is to witness the changes in the Caucasus, isn’t it? If it still looked the sa as before, I think both of you siblings would be rather disappointed.”
The young man also picked up on the subtext in her words, seemingly hinting at their purpose in coming to the Caucasus this ti, his expression changing slightly. With a resigned tone, he continued the conversation, “Yes, the Caucasus used to be insignificant. How has it gained such fa in such a short ti? It seems Kor must have so tricks up his sleeve, doesn’t he? Tracy, since you’re so well-acquainted with him, how co I’ve never heard you ntion him before?”
This ti, it was Tracy’s turn to shift uncomfortably. Compared to seasoned players like Hoffman, who had long navigated court politics, her cunning was clearly lacking. The direct jab at her pain points—which were also precisely the private matters she couldn’t disclose, especially to the person in front of her—caught her off guard.
Even though she knew that her engagent to him would inevitably face hurdles, Tracy was not ready to give up, especially after everything she had invested. She refused to end up as a re plaything.
“Enough, I think we should stop this idle chatter. That knight on the dock is probably an official from Mattdam; he looks like he’s here to welco us. Let’s get ready; we should be disembarking soon.” The girl’s tily interjection eased the sowhat tense atmosphere in the cabin. Tracy’s eyes swept across the room and she responded with a bright smile, “Renta is right. We shouldn’t keep our host waiting too long. It would reflect poorly on our manners.”
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