When Brand saw the report, he shook his head with a smile while sitting at a desk in one of the rooms in the Forest Trout Inn in Shafelund Town.
It was clear that Kulan had connections with his grandfather, but the old swordsman had become completely reticent since leaving the underground.
The young man had the intention to uncover the truth of this secret, but given his nature, he was in no hurry. After all, he had plenty of ways to find out—though for now, he had more pressing matters to attend to.
So he set this matter aside for the time being and turned to look at the small figure of Miss Merchant, who was absorbed in a pile of ledgers—after leaving the underground, he had given this disobedient young lady a good scolding.
He had thought that Roman would ignore him for several days, but as they left the mining area, the self-proclaimed great merchant girl clung tightly to his hand—like holding onto some precious treasure that she feared losing.
