"Clatter, clatter, clatter..."
With the sound of turning gears, the cart slowly moved forward.
"Beka, speed up, we must reach the Mountain Domain today!"
The old man's words made the coachman, Beka, momentarily stunned, and his whip paused in mid-air.
"Master, rest assured! If the road behind us continues to be this good, we can reach the Mountain Domain by this afternoon."
Having realized this, Beka quickly responded.
"Hmm!"
Satisfied with the definitive answer, the old man's face lightened considerably. As a sharp-eyed merchant, he saw issues much farther ahead than the average person.
The Near East Development Bank had just opened, and he had noticed it right away. Banking on Hudson's reputation, he boldly opened an account and deposited two thousand gold coins even with an uncertain future.
