Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God-Chapter 1259 - 686 No Good Stubble_2
Chapter 1259: Chapter 686 No Good Stubble_2
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Even though this short-lived pirate kingdom quickly disintegrated due to internal conflict, the treasure legends left behind by the pirate king and the Pirate Archipelago named after it have remained.
If one wishes to transport large amounts of grain and wealth here, without a fleet of ships moving in unity and a powerful naval force for protection, the chances of safely traversing over a thousand nautical miles are exceedingly slim.
The Komeer Kingdom is one of the few entities around the Sea of Fallen Stars that possesses this capability.
"This deal is absolutely advantageous for me. Your Majesty could accomplish it without me, but without Your Majesty’s support, it would be exceedingly difficult for me to carry it out." Gaven naturally offered no objections; after all, no matter how much grain is purchased, if it cannot be transported to its destination, it counts for nothing—it simply comes down to a matter of profit margins.
"Excellent, this is one of the most straightforward transactions I’ve ever had. Taina told me that whether commercially or politically, you offer very unique perspectives. I’ve already ordered preparations for a feast; why don’t we talk over a meal?" King Yasan proactively extended an invitation, signaling that the core matters between both parties had mostly been settled, and only the finer details would require gradual advancement.
"It would be my honor," Gaven replied with a smile.
Once they entered the banquet hall, the atmosphere noticeably lightened, and the topics of discussion grew much broader, no longer confined to politics or trade. King Yasan, highly acquainted with the adventurous lifestyle, had an endless stock of thrilling adventure stories to share. Known as the Adventurer King, he had spent a substantial portion of his life in adventure prior to ascending the throne, sometimes voluntarily and at other times compelled. He even joined various adventure group teams during this time, forging lasting friendships that persisted to this day.
When speaking of such matters, King Yasan could go on endlessly, while Gaven proved to be an excellent listener—not only paying serious attention but also adept at pinpointing crucial points to further fuel the king’s enthusiasm for storytelling.
If anyone were to think of King Yasan as merely a storyteller, they would be gravely mistaken.
Every story he shared served a purpose. For instance, he spoke most often of his adventures alongside Lord Seiobo of Dedeluke Town under the Just Fate Freedom Adventure Group, where their activities predominantly spanned the Rocklands and the Land of Tun. His recollections of these places seemed as fresh as yesterday, and he easily recited numerous place names—all of which overlapped significantly with Gaven’s current chief territories, inherently tied to drastic issues of transition from old to new.
Through indirect hints posed by these stories, King Yasan managed to unknowingly extract much from Gaven, gaining insight into his strategic plans for these areas.
Words can be revealing.
No matter how high a person’s intelligence or how meticulous their thinking, they cannot possibly deliberate on every single word they utter. Unconsciously, much vital information can be disclosed.
Fortunately, from start to finish, Gaven’s primary aim did not lie within the Komeer Kingdom, and he held significant goodwill for this ancient kingdom with its millennia-old legacy.
Looking around, the forces surrounding the Sea of Fallen Stars seemed to scarcely qualify as benevolent.
There’s no need to elaborate on the Santarin Association and the Sambiyan Kingdom—they’re the epitome of "interests above all."
The Eight City Alliance recently formed along the Giant Dragon Coast is entirely dominated by Dark Forces, with no trace whatsoever of benevolence.
As for the disparate forces in the Valley region, most lean toward goodness, but under pressure from the three major alliances, they remain fragmented and have been unable to rise for decades.
Even if King Yasan managed to extract a wealth of information from Gaven, their relationship remained one of mutual cooperation and shared development.
To call this groveling would be an exaggeration. As long as the Komeer Kingdom refrains from treachery against Gaven, he would hardly choose to stand against this ancient nation."
The more King Yasan interacted with Gaven, the more he admired him. Gaven had bold and unconventional ideas while remaining grounded; his means were ruthless yet shrewd, without losing his humanity. He tread carefully on the edge of gray morality but never let himself be engulfed by darkness, forming a complementary balance to the Crown Princess’s rigid sense of justice, fairness, and goodness.
Tainalasta was the perfect candidate to manage affairs internally and guard the kingdom, while Gaven exemplified the ideal figure for exploration and expansion. The Goddess of Strategy had undoubtedly chosen the right candidate as her Chosen. Gaven was someone who could never be content to remain idle; often, it was not conflict seeking him out but rather his presence bringing conflict wherever he went.
This didn’t mean he was a conflict-loving warmonger—on the contrary, compared to waging war, he seemed to favor leveraging commerce and peaceful coexistence to pave the way for cooperative and mutually beneficial outcomes.
This was genuine goodwill, but the changes he brought were forward-thinking and disruptive to existing systems. The entrenched interests of ruling elites often bore the brunt of these disruptions, leading them to exert every effort to resist, ultimately resulting in inevitable conflicts and wars.
It was true in the Giant Plains, true along the Giant Dragon Coast, true on the Goblin Margins, and now, true once again in Komeer.
However, Komeer Kingdom, with its thousand-year foundation and deep reserves, wisely steered the transformations he brought into directions favorable to itself. Yet this did not mean all was well. The Obisceal Royal Family had decreed that the economic development should dictate the ownership of the Rocklands and strictly prohibited resolving disputes through force.
But once real development began, was it truly possible to prevent such conflicts?
Especially when the three factions had invested vast amounts of manpower and resources into the matter—would the losers five years later willingly retreat and simply walk away with their compensation?