The crowd turned silent.
They didn't understand the words, but it was immediately clear to them that Nilrem was not speaking nonsense. The language he used had structure. It flowed naturally, with rules and intent, unlike random sounds or fabricated speech.
Puzzlement spread across their faces. Some even started to frown, while others leaned closer, as if proximity alone might grant them comprehension. Then came the realization.
If he could speak the language of Yen-Lu…
Then perhaps his stories weren't just outrageous tales after all. And this shocked them!
Meanwhile, the portly merchant, who had been a target of Nilrem's diss, had his mouth wide open. He had been conducting business with some merchant unions in the east of Yen-Lu for over a decade. Although he couldn't properly speak their language, he knew just enough for basic communication.
