The Vastness of Magical Destiny-Chapter 197 - 2 - The Trios Journey_4

Chapter 197: Chapter 2 – The Trio’s Journey_4

Chapter 197 -2 – The Trio’s Journey_4

“Oh, Tracy, it seems that it’s not for us to ask, but rather for you. This is territory of the Homer region after all,” the young man said with a faint smile on his handsome face.

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“Hmph, I’ve never been to this godforsaken place either, and not just me—my father hasn’t visited either. In the past, just a few tax officers would come and check each year. Who would bother to come to such a desolate area for no reason?” Tracy revealed a teasing smile, with dimples creating a charming allure, making the young man’s heart skip a beat.

“Desolate area? Tracy, that seems a bit far from reality. Just look at what’s in front of us. I doubt that Odessa on the Busen Plain is much better. Look at those ships at the dock. Mm, see those few with the marks? You can tell they belong to the Freeman Family—they’ve set their sights here too? And those ships over there with the pegasus emblem, that’s the unmistakable mark of the Montague Family. I’ve heard they’ve cornered the food trade from Homer to the vast Continent. Oh, it seems no one wants to miss out on the opportunities breeding here. Is this what you call a barren land? I truly can’t comprehend the humor of you Cyprus people, calling such a bustling port a barren land.”

For some reason, the girl felt an indescribable aversion to the woman who appeared before the cabin door. Perhaps it was the disdain for her mysterious airs or the dislike of her flirtatious demeanor. The girl realized her tone had been rather sharp the moment she spoke.

Surprised, Tracy arched an eyebrow. Perhaps unsure of what had set the other off to warrant such a response, she pondered for a moment without replying, savoring the meaning in the other’s words. The young man who had stood up also slightly furrowed his brow, clearly dissatisfied with this unusual behavior from his typically composed sister.

“Oh, Renta, what I was referring to was the Caucasus of a year ago. Nobody knew that in just over half a year, the Caucasus would undergo such drastic changes. You can take a look; when did the old sea maps ever show a port like Mattdam?” Tracy spread her hands elegantly, showing a strange smile on her face.

“Perhaps Komer really does have some skills, as the rumors say. Becoming a Lord in less than a year, he has transformed the Caucasus into something unrecognizable. Your wish to come here is to witness the changes in the Caucasus, isn’t it? If it still looked the same as before, I think both of you siblings would be rather disappointed.”

The young man also picked up on the subtext in her words, seemingly hinting at their purpose in coming to the Caucasus this time, his expression changing slightly. With a resigned tone, he continued the conversation, “Yes, the Caucasus used to be insignificant. How has it gained such fame in such a short time? It seems Komer must have some tricks up his sleeve, doesn’t he? Tracy, since you’re so well-acquainted with him, how come I’ve never heard you mention him before?”

This time, it was Tracy’s turn to shift uncomfortably. Compared to seasoned players like Hoffman, who had long navigated court politics, her cunning was clearly lacking. The direct jab at her pain points—which were also precisely the private matters she couldn’t disclose, especially to the person in front of her—caught her off guard.

Even though she knew that her engagement to him would inevitably face hurdles, Tracy was not ready to give up, especially after everything she had invested. She refused to end up as a mere plaything.

“Enough, I think we should stop this idle chatter. That knight on the dock is probably an official from Mattdam; he looks like he’s here to welcome us. Let’s get ready; we should be disembarking soon.” The girl’s timely interjection eased the somewhat tense atmosphere in the cabin. Tracy’s eyes swept across the room and she responded with a bright smile, “Renta is right. We shouldn’t keep our host waiting too long. It would reflect poorly on our manners.”