Chapter 267 – Caravan – 2
A grand festival that makes the entire eastern region lively.
It was about that much in this province that the caravan was coming.
And the aftermath was not limited to the eastern provinces.
Now, the aftermath of the war will be reduced, but normally, the capital, the north and the south, pay attention to the items brought by the caravan.
And it is only natural that merchants who take advantage of the interest of such people gather in the East.
And the merchants don’t just sell that stuff in Brahms.
He is less interested in the Barheun Kingdom and other places, but he is also interested in the Celestial Kingdom.
As such, the value of goods brought from beyond the Great Desert is enormous.
It is not an ordinary thing for many merchants and commoners to travel in a country that is originally in chaos due to civil war.
The problem is that war in this world is a small article. It’s what nobles do.
Participating directly, oh! Ends in between
If you stay within that range, you’ll be swept away and die, but in fact, most commoners don’t have much of a problem.
Moreover, even if there is a dangerous situation caused by monsters or wild animals in normal times, it happens very rarely, and if you move along a large-scale caravan, even commoners can travel more easily than you think.
Of course, those commoners are not ordinary commoners either.
Traders who gamble with a little risk are everywhere.
Even though the actual war is over, many merchants come to the East, traveling a slightly dangerous distance.
And those merchants and merchants returning to the East again. And even the merchants of the East Empire who walked a long distance to a foreign land beyond the Great Desert.
Kilias is the place where many races gather.
Now Kilias’ lively sound for the first time in a long time was echoing throughout the city.
* * *
“It’s definitely unique.”
Race.
In fact, I still don’t know about the race in this world.
It’s not that we can’t differentiate, it’s that race is ambiguous.
There may be regional differences, but since magic is applied to the human body, the appearance changes depending on the family or region.
The Duke of Charinaire of Barheun Kingdom is famous.
As a result, there is no distinction between races.
Beyond the absence, the race itself is ambiguous. Even commoners without magical powers have colorful hair. The same goes for eye color.
Apart from the fact that there are many dark-skinned people in Baheun Kingdom as a whole, there are also people with white skin.
The features, the cheekbones, the smell depending on the race, everything is different.
Maybe the DNA itself is different from the world we live in.
It’s just that, unlike that feeling, the race of people from the East Empire seems to be a bit different.
“Asian… It doesn’t feel the same.”
It’s the first time I’ve actually seen the Eastern Empire.
I watched the caravans starting to enter the city from the castle.
Which one is Eastern Europe?
No, it just feels like the race itself in this world is a mixture of blood from all races.
“Oh. There are women too.”
A woman comes in with a hood on her head.
Or a woman covering her lower eyes with a thin cloth.
Impressive blue eyes. Certainly, race is confusing, but the attire itself is exotic.
“Dude…”
It seems that there are people of that kind.
However, since that level of culture has already been imported, you can often see windows with such a concept in a window in a larger city.
And a huge wagon coming in from behind. Animals are shown carrying various burdens.
Carpets with beautiful and mysterious patterns, or animals half-mixed with horses and camels carrying items of a type they have never seen before.
It reminds me of Arab.
“Why don’t you go take a look? Pretty good.”
I turned my head at the words I heard from behind.
Kronia came with her car.
“Have you ever watched it?”
“Whoops. No matter how oppressed they may have been, few Easterners have ever lived in the Eastern Province and not experienced Caravan Day. Even poor commoners can watch it.”
“Okay?”
That’s a bit surprising.
Do you have such welfare?
Kronia shook her head.
“I hope it can’t be. The eastern region is large, but the place where people live is narrow. Even if it is very far away, there are quite a few commoners who participate in the procession of the merchant corps or nobles on a village basis.”
“I was surprised. It must be such a kind place.”
“Ahaha. Welfare though… The word is unfamiliar, but you can look at it that way.”
The scent of the tea Kronia poured was unfamiliar.
It must be local tea. I drank tea like water here. It seems that the Chinese side did the same. Because the water in the eastern region is not clean, do you boil it like this and drink it?
“A poor commoner who cannot participate in such a noble procession. Or, even if it’s a village that can’t even join it, it’s impossible for a native to know about the caravan’s journey through the eastern provinces. When word spreads that they have arrived, they go to the villages where the caravans pass by to see them. It is the little joy of the common people.”
“Indeed.”
Ugh write.
In my impression, Kronia looked at me as if she were looking at her child.
She’s a bit embarrassed to look at a woman that barely reaches her waist that way.
“They are here.”
“Them?”
Kronia’s eyes shone as she waited next to me and looked at the city.
Following the gaze that strengthened her magical power, I also looked.
“Is there a wagon with a flag with a strange pattern on it?”
“… Right. It sure is.”
The wagon that Cronia pointed out was the one in the middle of the caravan.
It is bigger, more splendid, and more exotic than the wagon that came in earlier.
The golden pattern decorating the wagon seems to have been used in real gold.
And a flag on the wagon.
It is a U-shaped pattern with several lines connecting the top and bottom.
In the first place…
“Instrument?”
“Yes. It is an instrument of the Eastern Empire. This is a family that uses musical instruments as a family crest.”
“Hoo.”
“Be careful. Their ears are very sensitive. To the point where you can hear all the voices across the city.”
It’s like eavesdropping on the Bohrins.
It’s just that the Boring family is an application of magic… You could call that a characteristic.
“Their family name is Muhammaha. It is the family of the Marquis of Muhammaha. However, the person leading them this time can be said to be a collateral of Muhammaha.”
“Ah, I see. No matter what, the direct line won’t come.”
“Still, my ears are sensitive. And sometimes direct relatives come to visit. Seeing and learning about other countries at least once will be one of the successor’s lessons.”
“Hmm.”
Is it.
But I guess I won’t mind.
Seeing me like that, Cronia smiled and whispered in my arms.
“There is a lot to be said about them. Of course, it’s just a greeting, but…”
“I guess so.”
Do you have to greet the guests who came to this land?
That would be me
“They also have connections in the East. I’m not entirely on their side, but I’m sure those close to me have told me. That the owner of this land has changed.”
At Cronia’s words, I looked at the carriage outside the window.
A new guest
* * *
“Nice to meet you!”
Slightly brown skin. A shaggy man with black curly hair and beard appeared.
“My name is Gunt Muhammaha, a collateral branch of the Marquis Muhammaha family. It is an honor to meet the new owner of this land, the embodiment of the sun, His Excellency, Marquis Leoric Hyperion!”
Saying that in a loud voice, he sat down on the floor and bowed his head. I don’t think it’s an exaggerated example, but in Cronia’s language, it’s said that it fits the manners of that country.
I greeted them on behalf of the Marquis of Killias.
“Welcome to Brahms Kingdom. Even so, I am also a body that has just conquered the eastern region. I understand your hard work in crossing that great desert, but I hope nothing big happens.”
“Of course! I will also firmly warn my subordinates!”
Of course, it is a grand festival where not only foreign people but also people from other regions who do not know them in detail gather.
Accidents can’t stop
Furthermore, while investigating the internal affairs of the Kilias family, we executed or kicked out incompetent humans who took bribes.
So please don’t cause a big accident.
At my words, Gunt Muhammaha immediately bowed his head.
That’s an easy answer.
It’s not just incomprehensible. Their crossing of the Great Desert is an easy march of over a month.
It arrived at best, but it could have been really stunned by the sound of a change of ruler.
I glanced at Freya next to me.
At my signal, Freya took up a document written in the language of the Eastern Empire and handed it to Gunt Muhammaha.
Having received it, without examining its contents, Gund is just looking at my feet.
“Only for this festival, the tax rate was lower than last time. As this is the first festival under me, it is a small gift to you.”
“Thank you!”
Thud!
Gunt Muhammaha bowed his head to the floor and expressed his gratitude.
Hmm.
Well, is this enough?
* * *
“Whoa.”
Gunt Muhammaha escaped from the castle in a cold sweat.
“Gunt.”
“Oh, are you here? I have something to say about the deal, so tell everyone to gather later.”
“All right.”
Gunt wiped his sweat as he handed over the data he had received earlier to the adjutant in charge of the march of this caravan.
He must have sweated more than when he crossed the Great Curtain. Gunt was inwardly self-help.
“And… He… ?”
“Shh.”
I frowned at the adjutant opening his mouth carelessly.
“Carefully. He is the master of the sun.”
“… Sin, sorry!”
Blaming the adjutant, Gunt glanced behind him.
Kilias Castle, which he has never visited before. I thought of the new ruler of this land who occupied the throne of the castle.
‘The sun god…’
A feeling of oppression, as if the soul was confined just by facing it.
Gunt hid his trembling hands as he recalled the golden eyes that pierced him.
And he remembered the warning he had heard earlier.
“Take good care of your subordinates so that no accidents occur. The first one who caused the accident took his hand. The second is his feet. The third to cut his throat.”
“Ah, I see!”
Seeing the lieutenant leave with a pale face at Gunt’s words, I sighed.
Really. This time, I sincerely hoped that an accident would not happen.
