Velin did not care about that demand at all.
This operation was simply to take Raimondo along the planned trade route and visit the six nobles on the way. He had no intention of wasting extra time dealing with other minor nobles.
This method of trading saved him quite a bit of time.
"Come on. Let's see whether this Small City has any treasures. Maybe we'll find a bargain." Velin handed the contract document to Raimondo and headed for the Commercial District.
Seeing that his lord had no suggestions to make, Raimondo said nothing more. He put away the contract and quickly followed.
The next morning, outside the caravan's camp, Duke stood quietly in a set of linen clothes with his two Knight Squires. He held the reins of one warhorse and three packhorses.
The rest of the caravan did not drive the three of them away. They had already learned what had happened yesterday and understood that this was the new knight their lord had taken in. He might even become their superior someday.
More than ten minutes later, Velin finished washing up, left his room, and stepped outside.
When Duke saw the person he had sworn loyalty to, he immediately went forward, placed a hand over his chest, bowed, and said, "My lord, Duke reports for duty."
"Mm. You've recovered well." Velin nodded as he looked at the energetic Duke.
"Raimondo, I'll leave Duke to you. Train him properly."
"Yes, my lord."
Raimondo accepted the task with an impassive expression, then led Duke to an open space nearby, intending to first give him and his two Knight Squires some basic training.
Velin looked at the gloomy sky and felt quite comfortable.
Quiet, cool, and gentle—he enjoyed this kind of weather.
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