Chapter 782
"What do you—…ah." Thesaya tilted her head, then let out a short realization. "The trading company got here first, huh?"
"Most likely." Ian nodded calmly.
They’d been delayed over ten days longer than expected, clearing demonic realms along the way. That was more than enough time for the trading company of Hexagonal Alliance to arrive ahead of them.
"They must’ve already informed the count."
There wouldn’t be many outsiders coming to Drenorov at a time like this. If an unusual group was spotted, orders had likely been given to signal it.
"Well, looks like we won’t be waiting long," Miguel muttered, glancing at the approaching farm hut.
Right on cue, the young man who had been ringing the bell stopped, gave the group a slight bow, and headed inside. Like the others scattered across the wheat fields who had paused their work to look over, he carried an attitude that was blunt yet respectful.
"Well, congratulations either way, Half-Ear."
As the carriage rolled toward another gentle hill, Thesaya glanced across and said, "Looks like your chance to make amends hasn’t disappeared after all."