All kinds of precious metals, including gold and silver, were pouring out from the mines of the Duchy of Estel, and huge amounts of crops were being harvested in the fertile plains, starting with the Kildern River.
Even if there was a neighbor with whom they didn’t get along very well in the next estate, they had the power to laugh at them.
However, as time passed, that relationship gradually began to reverse. While the mines of the Duchy of Estel were being abandoned one by one, and the plains’ fertility was drying up, walking on the path of decline, the Marquis of Castana gradually began to walk on the path of prosperity.
This shift occurred because the level of magic on the continent gradually rose, and the status of mages began to rise even higher.
It wasn’t just about making fire or ice with your hands anymore; the study of magic integrated with everyday life itself, making life even more prosperous.
And at the forefront were the mages of house Castana.
They developed several artifacts that even ordinary people with no knowledge of magic could use without problems, thus acquiring enormous wealth. The wealth they amassed over generations became so great that it easily crushed their neighbors, who were on the path of decline.
At least, if there was one fortunate fact for the Estel family, it was that after the disparity between the two families widened significantly, the Marquis of Castana only looked down on the Duke of Estel like a cow to a chicken but did not directly provoke them. Even if they happened to face each other in public, they refrained from physical clashes.
As far as I remember, there had been no official exchange between the two families for at least a hundred years. But now, what was the purpose of sending a delegation?
“Did the Marquis of Castana eat something wrong? For what purpose did they send the delegation?”
In my personal opinion, I concluded that if an envoy came and went between the Duke of Estel and the Marquis of Castana, it would only happen if they were declaring war.
“That’s true. It’s a very interesting case. It is also a situation that is hard to understand.”
Saying that, my father handed over the letter to me.
When I received the letter and read the contents carefully, I understood why my father said such a thing.
The content of the letter sent from the Marquis of Castana was simple, if not curious.
Currently, a huge fault zone existed between the Duchy of Estel and the Marquis of Castana. There was no need to draw a boundary line with much effort; the fault zone served as a boundary between the two territories for about a thousand years.
And about a month ago, in the middle of the fault zone, a pile of Kitelen ore, which acted as a catalyst for magic, was discovered.
‘It was a very rare metal, ten times more expensive than gold of the same weight.’
The first to discover Kitelen ore was the Marquis of Castana. However, since it is a place that straddled the border of the territory, the Marquis must have noticed that it couldn’t be openly claimed. So, they sent a letter proposing to establish proper negotiations regarding the ownership and profit of the ore.
“…..”
When I saw the letter, I felt something strange. No, it wasn’t just strange; it was suspicious. The discrepancy was so blatant that I couldn’t help but pay attention.
‘Does this even make sense?’
At this point, the difference in strength between the Marquis of Castana and the Duke of Estel was literally the difference between heaven and earth.
To put it bluntly, even if the Marquis of Castana proudly proclaimed that they would monopolize Kitelen ore by force, we would be in a position to accept it without a word. However, the Marquis of Castana, who regarded the Duke of Estel as beneath them, made such a proposal first?
Crucially, such a thing had never happened before my regression. There was no discovery of ore in the fault zone or the dispatch of an envoy from the Marquis of Castana.
I was aware that the history of the continent itself might be slightly altered by the actions of the current Cain von Estel, a regressor, but this went far beyond that level. What was the connection between my return to the past and the discovery of ore in the fault zone?
“…..”
However, it was impossible to come up with a proper answer if I thought about the problem rationally. I scratched the back of my head and quietly told my father what I was thinking.
“First, we’ll have to listen to them. I guess we’ll have to hear whatever nonsense that comes out of their mouths and then judge what’s going on.”
“Yes, I am of the same opinion.”
My father nodded in agreement.
“Ah, come to think of it, the head of this delegation is someone you know well. In that sense, I want to leave the role of negotiating with the delegation to you.”
“Someone I know well?”
As soon as I heard my father’s words, my face twisted grotesquely. Because, there was only one person I knew personally in the Castana marquis family.
“Yes, Bianca. They say that she took on the role of the head of this delegation.”
“…what?”
My mouth involuntarily opened wide, not from the joy of meeting a childhood friend after a long time, but from the shock and anticipation of the unexpected reunion with Bianca.
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