Javier smiled. "Thereās another reason why I donāt want to commercialize this air transport thing."
"Why?" Liana asked.
"Because roads connect people. When you travel by land, you pass through villages, towns, markets. You stop at inns, buy supplies, trade stories. You see the land, meet the people, understand their lives. That connection builds community, supports local economies, and keeps our nation woven together."
He gestured toward the viewport, where the landscape rolled by far below.
"If everyone just flies from city to city, those small towns get bypassed. The roadside inns close, the local markets shrink, and people become isolated. Roads arenāt just for travel, theyāre lifelines. They let goods move, let news spread, let neighbors help each other. Air travel is fast, but it skips over everything that makes a nation feel like home."
He glanced back at Liana, his expression earnest.
"So, air travel is for emergencies, for speed when itās needed... not for everyday life. I donāt want to build a world where we fly over each other without ever really seeing whoās below."
Javier glanced around at them and smiled.
"Ever heard the metaphor: āThe farther the view, the wider the perspectiveā?"
"Hmm... I think so." Gloria tapped her lower lip thoughtfully, while the others exchanged curious looks.
"By traveling far, experiencing new places, or seeking knowledge from afar, oneās mind and understanding become broader. It encourages people to step out of their comfort zones, learn from the wider world, and avoid being narrow-minded."
He leaned back slightly, his gaze drifting toward the horizon visible through the viewport.
"But air travel... it gives you distance without depth. You see the world from above, but you donāt feel its texture. You miss the smell of the forest after rain, the sound of a village festival, the taste of bread baked in a roadside oven."
His voice softened, carrying a note of conviction.
"True perspective doesnāt come from altitude, it comes from connection. From walking the same roads your people walk, from seeing their lives up close, from understanding what they need because youāve been there with them. Thatās why Pekko and carriages will always matter more than flying machines for everyday travel."
"So, Iāll keep building things that fly when we need to reach far or fast or for defense, to get air superiority so nobody could bully our nation... but Iāll never let them replace the journeys that teach us what it means to belong somewhere."
Meanwhile.
Armand Estate.
Francesca sat on the balcony, sipping her tea gracefully, attended by maids around her.
When she noticed someone approaching.
Francesca smiled and glanced at the person walking toward her, accompanied by several maids.
"Garcinia?" Francesca smiled, tilting her head.
"Big sister." Garcinia walked slowly and smiled. "May I sit here?"
"Of course." Francesca gestured to the seat across from her.
Garcinia sat gracefully, and a maid served her tea and evening snacks.
Francesca noted her expression, her eyes held a subtle, lingering worry, her smile didnāt quite reach them, and her posture was a touch too careful, as if she were holding something back.
"What seems to be the problem, Garcinia?"
"Mm... nothing..." Garcinia shook her head and smiled.
Francescaās smile softened, but her gaze remained perceptive. "Your face doesnāt show that itās nothing, dear. You look like youāre carrying something heavy."
Garcinia fell silent for a moment before moving closer to her.
Francesca smiled and leaned her ear closer.
"Actually... umm... how do I tell you this... umm..."
"What is it?" Francesca chuckled.
"I think... Iām pregnant again."
Francesca chuckled softly.
"Big sister!!!" Garcinia hissed.
"Youāre sure?" Francescaās eyes gleamed.
"Umm... yes... I already checked with our... umm... healer... and with your youngest sonās invention... whatās it called... the pregnancy test... twice..."
Francesca laughed softly.
"Big sister! This isnāt the time to laugh!" she hissed.
"What makes you worry about that? Isnāt it a good thing?" Francesca smiled slyly.
"But... for Aelius and Athine to get another sibling when theyāre both about to get married... not to mention Athine is already pregnant with Aeliusās child... what will people think? A grown son and daughter, about to start their own families, suddenly getting a sibling who will be the same age as their own child..."
Francesca laughed softly. "Thatās not a bad thing, you know, Garcinia."
"Big sister!" Garcinia puffed her cheeks, her hands curling into small fists on her lap. She leaned forward, her voice dropping to a flustered whisper. "Itās embarrassing! My son is about to marry my daughter, and now Iām... Iām..."
Francescaās smile widened, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Youāre what? Giving them a little brother or sister to dote on? Someone their own child can grow up with as a playmate? Thatās not embarrassing, dear, thatās a blessing."
Garcinia slumped back in her chair, lips puckered in a full, dramatic pout.
Francesca shook her head and smiled. "But truly, this is wonderful news. Our husband will be overjoyed. Another child in the family, another life to cherish. And think, Aelius and Athine will have a sibling close in age to their own little one. Theyāll grow up together, share toys, get into mischief... itāll be beautiful."
She leaned in, her voice softening with warmth. "This isnāt something to hide or fret over. Itās something to celebrate. We should tell our husband about this new. Im sure he will be happy with another addition to the family."
Garciniaās pout slowly softened into a shy, hesitant smile. "You really think so?"
"Yes, dear. Iām sure of it. Besides, for someone like our husband, who lost his own family so young, every new life in this household is a treasure. Itās not just another child; itās another piece of the family heās built, another soul to love and protect. Heāll be overjoyed."
Francesca raised her palm to her lips and laughed. "But seriously, Garcinia. Our husband just married Mylezra, and our children are getting married soon, and now this news~"
"Big sister!!!" Garcinia hissed and glanced away.
"But thatās proof our husband is still strong~ right~?" Francesca whispered to Garcinia.
Garcinia blushed and glanced away shyly.
"Ah~ I wonder what Aelius and Athineās reaction will be~"
"Big sister!!!"
( End Of Chapter )