Saturday, May 14, 1350.
Rarely dressed not in an Intis-style suit but in a Loen tailcoat, Sno sat in an unostentatious carriage. In the West Borough, a carriage without a family crest had to yield to everyone it encountered on the road, making this not particularly long journey somewhat difficult.
Although his current wealth made it easy for him to buy land and become a landed noble, considering that this country was about to face war, he had decided to wait a while longer. Even though he was not short of money, he did not like waste. Rather than spend it on land that would soon depreciate, he preferred to use it to acquire more grain. Before long, food would become true hard currency, regardless of which country on this land one was in.
Watching Sno lean idly against the carriage window, his personal "manservant," Iliyan, finally found an opportunity. At the moment, he looked like a red-haired young man with a typical Intis appearance, soft features and handsome brows and eyes, yet nothing about him would make anyone mistake his gender.
"You owe me a manservant's wages!" Iliyan voiced his demand in a low tone. Sno merely curled his lips slightly.
"No problem. For the days you played a manservant, I'll pay you according to a manservant's wages."
Iliyan's expression abruptly froze, and then he said irritably, "This is an additional role! You can't dock my original wages just because I did another job!"
"Should I pay you the Chambermaid's wages too, then?" Sno rolled his eyes. Iliyan immediately shrank back and stopped pursuing the matter.
He had no doubts whatsoever about Sno's appetite. After all, this was someone who could even bring himself to eat a cat!
However, although Helene had shut up, someone else was about to