Daimon looked at Henry and suddenly felt a pang of guilt. 'This information is all "public" anyway,' he thought. 'What's the big deal if I tell him?'
'Besides, if Henry really wants to investigate, he'll be able to find everything out. Why should I give him a bad impression of me?'
"Alright. It's the descendants of the Valandian royal family. They're trying to use money to win over the sea merchants in the coastal regions, hoping to use them as hired muscle to corrupt the minor nobles.
As for the Northern Lands, it's likely the descendants of the princes of Kyiv and the Kuset plotting something."
Henry nodded. All this information aligned with his suspicions, but he wanted to hear something more explosive, like...
"What is the overseas kingdoms' stance on Valandia? The empire has been trading with them for one or two hundred years. Do we really still know nothing about them?"
