The carriage hit the road.
Bastin quickly adjusted his position, transforming from a fellow traveler to the Marquis's hired worker.
This was not disgraceful.
Many people would eagerly seek the chance to serve a Marquis.
On the way to the Royal City, there were many refugees; occasionally, they could even see troops galloping by.
"Earl."
Bastin spoke up:
"The Kolon people have already reached near the Royal City, and I heard that many nobles from Gando have fled to other countries."
"Real estate should be quite cheap at this time."
He was a coach driver, often traveling to the Royal City. Although his status was low, he knew quite a few insider news.
"Hmm." Carl nodded:
"How are the prices in the North City Suburb?"
"North Suburb?" Bastin thought for a moment and said:
"I rarely go there, I heard it's all estates of big figures, the prices... should have dropped as well."
"But even if they've dropped, they won't be cheap."
