The Vastness of Magical Destiny

"You want to marry Vero?" Zellin touched his chin calmly and spoke indifferently. "It’s not a fool’s dream, is it?" Komer was also very calm.

"But I heard that Princess Renta is intending to marry you, isn’t she?" Zellin’s slightly aged head tilted a bit.

"Is that so? Well, it seems there are no facts yet." Komer wanted to deny it, but then thought there was no need to do so, as it would make him seem petty. Instead, he gave a vague response.

"Princess Renta is a beauty unmatched, and the Anson family’s influence is profound. Can you really overlook these factors? I don’t believe you can afford to give up all this." Zellin sneered slightly, his tone somewhat mocking.

"Haha, Duke, I know my own station. There are indeed many who oppose me, as Homer would, but there are just as many who like me. Besides, haven’t you noticed that I am just as free in the Caucasus without Homer? Perhaps right now, Ugru and Mattdam are not as developed as Cyprus and Odessa, but who dares to say that in three to five years, Ugru and Mattdam will not surpass Cyprus and Odessa?" Komer laughed, "Perhaps the Duke hasn’t had the chance to visit Ugru and Mattdam yet. I think if you have time to take a look, maybe your opinion would change."

Zellin had to admit that what the other party said was true. The changes in the Caucasus were no secret. Although Zellin had not witnessed them personally, news from all quarters confirmed the other party’s words. The large influx of immigrants from the North had rejuvenated the Caucasus, and the addition of Leon’s coal and iron resources along with the Half-Beastmen’s labor had significantly boosted the economy. In fact, Zellin himself was even more optimistic about the prospects of the Caucasus, especially after the other party had successfully controlled the barbarians, which made this advantage even more apparent.

"Do you mean you can give up Homer?" Zellin was not moved.

"Did I say that?" Komer counter-asked, "Does the Duke still think that Philip can make a comeback?" Follow current novels on Novᴇ(l)Fɪre .ɴᴇt

Zellin shook his head; he was well aware that Philip no longer had any chances; otherwise, the Nirvana Knights would not have silently withdrawn.