Feneport Kingdom, Golfito County, "Sapphire Resort Villa."
Hobart had finally found an opportunity. In the washroom, he retrieved that thick book from the Country of Disorder.
But before he had read even two pages, Christine called him out.
Majestic peaks surrounded the villa. Although most of the trees had lost their green leaves and most of the flowers and grass had withered, the mountain scenery here was still quite beautiful.
Christine and Hobart strolled along a mountain path around the villa, while Bianqi's guards followed at a distance behind them.
At first, they merely chatted about the local food and clothing. After walking for a while, Christine smiled and asked, "You don't blame me for not revealing anything to you beforehand, do you?"
"No." Hobart said, "From the moment I chose to join your plan, I was prepared to trust you completely. You simply didn't tell me your plan because the time wasn't right yet."
"That's good." Christine looked ahead and continued walking. "I'm very pleased to have earned your trust."
He said, "My suggestion is that you accompany me to Feneport City next and accept the King's investiture.
"Bianqi has already conveyed my request. You will be granted a barony, complete with a fief. Don't expect the fief to be particularly good, but you will definitely have one."
Hobart smiled. "No problem. I was planning to find a territory of my own when I went to the Southern Continent anyway. Since I have one now, there's no need to go there."
Christine gave a hum. "Do you have any other questions?"
"The timing of Earl Kenen's appearance was truly perfect!"
Hobart had phrased it as a statement, but he had already conveyed his question: Wasn't this too much of a coincidence? "That's right. The timing was just right. If