Chapter 40
The Superiority of the People
âWhich trade caravan are you from?â
Rhodes asked as he met the leader of the caravan, under the guidance of his deputy.
âGreetings, sir. We are from the Haim caravan, and I am the leader of the caravan, Paul Martins!â Martins said respectfully. âMay I ask how I should address you, sir?â
âI am Karl Rhodes, the secretary here,â Rhodes replied with a slight smile. âMr. Martins, please come with me! The lord has agreed to meet with you!â
Martinsâ face immediately lit up with joy, âThank you, Lord, and thank you, Mr. Rhodes, for leading the way!â
Following that, the group headed towards Long Eagle Territory, led by Rhodes.
As they walked, Martinsâ expression became serious.
The deputy noticed and asked, puzzled, âWhatâs the matter, Mr. Martins?â
Martins replied, âLook at these fields, such a large area, all connected together, and theyâre even planting the same crop. Have you seen anything like this anywhere else?â
The deputy, who had also been impressed earlier, nodded in agreement upon hearing Martinsâ words, âItâs indeed surprising, unbelievable! But I still donât understand why you are frowning.â
Martins said, âYou need to learn to see the essence behind things. Otherwise, in business, youâll suffer losses!â
âThink about it. Such a vast stretch of fields, even in a count or dukeâs territory, is rare, let alone here, where itâs just a baronâs land and a remote one at that.â
âWhen something defies the norm, thereâs often significant information hidden behind it! Can you think of anything now?â
The deputy thought for a while and then frowned as well:
âUsually, the people of a remote territory are more foolish and lazy. For a small domain to have so much land planted uniformly, it doesnât seem like something the locals would do voluntarily. It seems this lord is quite extraordinary!â
âExactly! Youâre finally getting it!â
Martins had just finished speaking when he suddenly noticed a villager passing by carrying a hoe. He was momentarily stunned:
âThe people working in these fields donât seem like the other domainâs residents either.â
The deputy was also taken aback, âNot only are they not thin and sickly, but they also donât have that awful stench about them. Even their clothes are clean, only stained with dirt! This isâŠâ
They suddenly looked at the ground, realizing they were now traveling on a newly constructed stone road in Long Eagle Territory, which they had overlooked while being amazed by the surrounding sights.
âThis is so long! So neatly laid! Such large stones! Where did they find these?â
The entire caravan was stunned.
Even the seasoned wandering knights of the caravan, who had roamed far and wide, had never seen such a scene. They tapped the ground with their sword hilts, producing a dull, echoing sound.
Everyone else felt the solid ground beneath their feet, finding it somewhat unreal.
Martins, in particular, got down from the carriage and lay on the ground.
He tapped the stone with his hand, only hearing the muffled sound of his own bones hitting the stone, with no echo from the stone itself.
Unconvinced, Martins licked the stone with his tongue and was taken aback.
âMr. Martins, did you find anything? Is this really stone?â the deputy asked curiously, crouching beside him.
Martins remained silent for a moment before nodding bitterly:
âYes! It is indeed stone! And a type of high-strength stone Iâve never seen before!â
He grabbed the deputy by the collar, his eyes bloodshot, âDo you know? If this stone were made into slabs two fingers thick, it would be worthy of being used in the Kingâs Square in the capital! And these are just raw stones!â
He stared blankly at the road ahead, listening to the sound of swords striking the ground, murmuring to himself, âBut here, itâs not just slabs; itâs entire stones! And they seem so naturally placed, as if they grew here!â
âI canât imagine who could have the strength to transport such massive stones to pave this road!â
âThis is a miracle! It must be a miracle!â
âMy God, what kind of place is this!â
Martins felt like he was losing his mind.
âIs this stone really that good?â the deputy asked, swallowing nervously.
Upon hearing this, Martins seemed triggered and shouted:
âGood? Itâs more than good! When I licked it, I noticed the stone felt slightly sticky to my tongue, and the moisture mark disappeared quickly, indicating that the grain is extremely fine! The quality is outstanding!â
He paused for a moment and added, âItâs even better than granite!â
The deputy, now with a point of reference, murmured, âThe Kingâs Square is paved with granite.â
The surrounding villagers, seeing their reactions, began to talk among themselves, âIs that guy crazy? Licking the stone like that?â
âHaha, heâs probably just stunned by our Long Eagle Territoryâs roads! If we hadnât built it ourselves, we wouldnât believe such a road existed either!â
âThe Witch Ladyâs power is beyond what these outsiders can understand!â
âRight! Luckily, we have the Witch Ladyâs abilities. Otherwise, we wouldnât be able to hold our heads high in front of these outsiders!â
âExactly! These rich people from outside arenât so great! Theyâre as amazed as bumpkins when they see our Long Eagle Territoryâs roads!â
Initially, the villagers had been intimidated by the caravan, especially knowing that there were knights among them.
But now, seeing their reactions, they laughed out loud.
Even the knights were tapping the road with their sword hilts as if they were country folk who had never seen the world.
For a moment, the villagers felt a strange sense of pride.
They might never have imagined in their lifetime that they could feel superior in front of these wealthy outsiders.
âDonât just praise our Witch Lady. I heard from my son that she said her abilities were all thanks to the lord. I think itâs our lord whoâs truly remarkable!â
âThatâs true! Too bad the lord likes to use his whip so much! I got whipped a few times during my prayers last time, and Iâm still traumatized!â
âYouâre still praying?â
âI said I used to! I donât pray anymore after the lord said that if Ahura Mazda really existed, he wouldâve come after him by now!â
âBut since the lord is still perfectly fine, it means Ahura Mazda is nothing special! From now on, I only believe in our lord!â
âTheyâre almost at the castle. I wonder what our lord will discuss with them? I tell you, theyâre just a bunch of bumpkins!â
Martins was still unaware that he had just been ridiculed by the villagers he looked down upon.
Everything he saw along the way left him utterly shocked. His business acumen and extensive travel experience were shattered at that moment, leaving his mind in a whirl.
In this state, he finally met Richard.