"I believe that too. But I've already advanced to Black Iron Mage, so I've lost the chance to fight him." Andre said.
"During the upcoming Black Iron trial, you'll definitely run into him. After that, you may also encounter him at the City-state Tournament." Carlos said.
Andre stared at Carlos with his gray-green eyes and slowly said, "I can't wait that long. What should I do?"
"This..." Carlos's heart began pounding violently, and a sheen of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. He finally understood why he had been summoned today. Things like this were very common among nobles; he just hadn't expected it to happen to him.
Besides, Andre wasn't asking.
Andre patted Carlos on the shoulder as if he were patting a puppy, then looked at the statue of the ancestor again and slowly said, "Today, I heard Father say that the goods our family will be shipping in the future might be transported by a new fleet."
Carlos's eyes suddenly widened.
Carlos's family's fleet was already the family's only source of income. Their other industries were basically operating at a loss. Nearly all the nobles believed that within three years, at most, the Carlos family would be unable to maintain its lifestyle in the noble district. They would move to the citizen district and completely become impoverished nobles.
If the Tross Family changed fleets, the Carlos family's fall into poverty would happen at least two years earlier.
"However, I can also tell Father that Carlos and I are friends. I hope our family will not only continue using their fleet, but also purchase goods from their workshops."
Andre patted Carlos on the shoulder again. A hint of delight suddenly flashed through his gray-green pupils as he slowly said, "You know, ever since my unlucky older brother died,