The Vastness of Magi Chapter 296 - 296 Volume 4 Turbulent World 19 Power Circle

??Chapter 296: Volu 4: Turbulent World Chapter 19: Power Circle

Chapter 296: Volu 4: Turbulent World Chapter 19: Power Circle

Kor slightly furrowed his brow and took a sip of the rich black tea. Even Duke Tez was powerless regarding this matter, and although Caffrey had gone to contact the Barefoot Society’s companions, he had clearly stated that such a large volu of food purchases could not be kept secret. Duke Philip and Duke Zellin would definitely pressure the Kingdom’s Grain rchants in various ways, and for the rchants, raising food prices would not only yield high profits but also avoid offending their lords. Why wouldn’t they do such a thing?

“Your baron, I have a friend who has an extrely wide network among the Kingdom’s Grain rchants, and also has a good relationship with both Philip and Zellin. I believe if you entrust this trade to him, it will surely help you save a substantial amount of funds while also ensuring the transaction goes much more smoothly. What do you think?” The princess in a pale yellow dress hesitantly offered her suggestion after considering her words.

It suddenly dawned on Kor that this was the reason why Princess Katya had invited him to have afternoon tea. A grain trade worth over one million gold shields was quite a significant deal; whoever secured it would not earn a small profit. Even Princess Katya had her eyes on it, extending a hasty invitation to use her advantage of having better inside information to secure the deal before anyone else.

Feigning deep gratitude, Kor nodded earnestly, “If there’s such an opportunity, of course Kor welcos it. I thank you in advance, lady. Whether or not you can assist

with this matter, I will always rember your kindness.”

Katya was unable to fathom whether this man was feigning ignorance or truly naive due to his provincial upbringing, but she didn’t care. Having made the offer, she naturally aid to achieve her goal, as for the rest, insiders knew all too well how much the annual royal allocation for each mber of the Royal Family amounted to – rely enough for the expenses of an ordinary official. How could it satisfy the extravagant lifestyle of the royals? Those of the Royal Family needed to live and live well, and to enjoy such a lifestyle, they had to be resourceful.

“Very well, my friend is already waiting for you in the living room, I’ll call him in now.” Not one to dawdle, Princess Katya promptly summoned her friend into the garden with a wave of her hand, and the servant who had been standing in the distance, already instructed, imdiately ushered in a middle-aged man.

Leaning against the window sill, a white gauze clung tightly to the beautiful woman’s delicate face, her lancholic expression seeming to hover over it persistently. Katya gazed sowhat absently at the two outside who were discussing earnestly, familiar with her friend’s nature of never compromising when it ca to business. But what about His Excellency the baron? He too seed leisurely engaged in the conversation, as if they were long-lost friends. This man was not simple at all.

In fact, since the first eting at the banquet, Katya had sensed that this seemingly unsophisticated man was no ordinary individual. Daring to take in one hundred and fifty thousand refugees from Caucasus, a place not renowned for its resources, was akin to gambling; it demonstrated how much of a risk-taker he was, wagering his own fortune and life. Should there be deaths from starvation and freezing, a humanitarian disaster, re instigation from the interested parties would be enough to send this scapegoat to the gallows.

However, Tez appeared to have great confidence in this man. Perhaps with the intention of planting a spy, Tez was very dedicated this ti, keen on supporting him. It seed Philip had indeed caused great displeasure to both his father and Duke Tez. But this was in line with her own interests; Philip seed oblivious to her, perhaps considering her an unlikely heir to the throne. In his eyes, her brothers or even Hoffman might be more suitable candidates than she. Katya thought coldly, anyone not an ally was an enemy; in this war, there were no neutrals. Perhaps this country noble could beco a thorn in Philip’s side.

The visit of the Court Chief Magician piqued Katya’s interest in this rural bumpkin even more. Nowadays, in Versailles, everyone knew what a visit from the Court Chief Magician from the Church of Light ant. Could this bumpkin be a Mage or even an assassin capable of killing Magician Malone? This was both shocking and baffling, and Katya couldn’t help but wonder what Onia had asked him during his visit, and how he had managed to give Onia a satisfactory answer. After all, Onia was not an easy man to handle.

Mage? Assassin? These familiar professions suddenly seed peculiar when associated with a provincial aristocrat. It was rumored that the one who killed Magician Malone might possess Dark magic power, aning the killer could be a Dark Magician or even a Necromancer. Although the Church of Light was not the only magic authority in Nicosia, Dark Magicians were seldom ntioned for, after the fall of the Nether Empire, also known as the Dark Dynasty, six hundred years ago, Dark Magic had beco synonymous with evil, a term that no one wished to utter. The Necromancers, who revered darkness and death, were even more despised and scorned. This was the case in Nicosia, but in the Holy Church-based countries of the Northern Alliance, such mages were even more intolerable to the Holy Light adherents.