??Chapter 94: Chapter 19: Circle of Rights
Chapter 94: Chapter 19: Circle of Rights
Kor slightly furrowed his brow and took a sip of the rich black tea.
Even Duke Tez was powerless regarding this issue. Caffrey had already gone to contact companions from the Barefoot Society, but he also clearly stated that such a large volu of food purchase could not be hidden from prying eyes. Duke Philip and Duke Zellin would definitely apply various ans to pressure the kingdom’s grain rchants within their territories. For the rchants, raising food prices not only ant high profits but also allowed them to avoid offending the lords, so why not go for it?
“Your Excellency, I have a friend who has extrely widespread connections among the kingdom’s grain rchants, and he also has quite a good relationship with Philip and Zellin. If you entrust this deal to him, I believe you could save a considerable amount of funds while ensuring that the transaction goes much smoother. What do you think?” Only after carefully choosing her words did the princess in a light yellow dress tentatively make her suggestion.
Only then did Kor have an epiphany. The purpose of Princess Katya inviting him for afternoon tea lay here. A grain trade worth over one million gold shields was indeed a huge deal. Anyone able to secure such a business would not see a small profit, and even Princess Katya was tempted and had hurriedly invited him, probably wanting to use her advantage of being well-inford to clinch the deal first.
Putting on an extrely grateful deanor, Kor nodded sincerely, “If there is such a good opportunity, Kor would certainly welco it. Kor thanks Your Highness in advance, whether you can help with this matter or not, Your Highness’s kindness is sothing Kor will always rember.”
Katya found it hard to tell if this man was feigning ignorance or truly naive due to his countryside upbringing, but she didn’t care.
Since she had brought it up, the goal was naturally to achieve her ends. As for the rest, insiders were well aware of just how much funds from the national treasury ended up in the hands of the royal family mbers each year. That paltry sum was barely enough for the expenses of an ordinary official; how could it satisfy the lavish lifestyles that the royals were accustod to?
mbers of the royal family needed to live too, and they needed to live better lives. To enjoy such lives, they naturally had to pull out all the stops.
“Very well, my friend is already waiting for you in the parlor. I shall invite him in right now.” Without any delay, Katya, known for her straightforward and clear way of doing things, waved her hand, and a servant who was standing at a distance and had already received the instruction, imdiately led a middle-aged man into the garden.
Leaning against the window, the white gauze clung to the beautiful woman’s fair face, her slightly lancholic expression seed to linger there perpetually.
Katya, sowhat absentminded, gazed out the window at the two n engaged in earnest discussion. She of course knew her own friend well; in the face of interest, the rchant’s true nature was always ticulous. But what about His Excellency, the Baron? He seed to be comfortably enjoying the conversation with the other party, a model of amicable agreent, this man was no simpleton.
In fact, since they first t at the banquet, Katya had already sensed that this seemingly naive man was no ordinary person. How dare he casually take on the refugees of one hundred and fifty thousand people from a place like Caucasus where even rabbits wouldn’t defecate?
That in itself was a gamble, and it proved the man’s propensity for taking risks. After all, he was betting his own fortune and life. Should there be a disaster with freezing and starving deaths, just a little agitation from so schers would be enough to send this scapegoat to the gallows.
Duke Tez seed to have great confidence in this man, perhaps considering it as a move to plant his own spy, Duke Tez this ti was putting all his efforts into supporting him. It seed Duke Philip has really upset the father and Duke Tez.
However, this also aligned with her own interests. It seed that Philip hadn’t taken her into any serious consideration, perhaps believing she had no chance of becoming the kingdom’s heir. In his eyes, likely only her elder brother or even Hoffman had a stronger claim to the throne than she did.
Katya thought coldly, “Anyone who isn’t an ally is an enemy; there are no neutrals in this war. Perhaps this country noble can truly beco a thorn in Philip’s side.”
The visit of the Court Chief Magician had piqued Katya’s interest in this rural bumpkin even more. Now, everyone in Versailles knew what it ant for soone from the Church of Light to pay a visit at this ti; could it be that this bumpkin was also a magician or assassin capable of killing Magician Malone?
The idea was shocking and unbelievable, and even Katya couldn’t help wanting to ask Onia personally what she had inquired about during her visit and how he had managed to satisfy Onia with his answer.
After all, Onia was not soone easy to deal with.
A magician? An assassin? These professions, far from being unfamiliar, seed sowhat bizarre when potentially attributed to a small countryside aristocrat.
It was rumored that the culprit who killed Magician Malone might possess dark magic power, aning it’s very likely they’re a dark magician or necromancer. Although in the territory of Nicosia, it’s not only the mages of the Light Series that exist, rare are the accounts of dark magicians.
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