A Few Pointers

The conversation in the corner of the tavern continued. Pavel's gaze grew more and more fervent, and the spark of thought kindled in his young heart seemed ready to burst into flame.

However, a hesitant set of footsteps interrupted their discussion.

The two men looked up and saw the stern-faced, well-dressed official they had briefly met outside the market standing beside their table.

Delnetz made up his mind to seek advice from the middle-aged man with the extraordinary way of speaking.

"Please forgive my boldness in interrupting you, esteemed guests," Delnetz said, his voice much lower than it had been at the market. "I happened to overhear your conversation."

He introduced himself, then paused as if weighing his words. His gaze settled on Thomas, and he said earnestly, "Sir, your insightful remarks were truly enlightening."

"Forgive my frankness, sir, but your understanding of urban governance and economic development is profound and incisive. I've never heard anything like it in Budweis City."

"May I have the honor of learning your name? And might you share a little more of your wisdom about our city?"

He was humble in both manner and tone.

Thomas was slightly moved, but showed nothing on his face.

He gave a warm, courteous smile and said, "You're too kind. I'm just an outsider who moved here not long ago, and I know very little about the local situation. I was only chatting and boasting with a friend just now. You shouldn't take it seriously."

He deftly avoided the request to reveal his name and identity.

Pavel immediately understood, and spoke with the slightly arrogant air characteristic of a young noble. "I'm from Boiham City. I'm just passing through, and I'll be leaving after a couple of days."

He didn't give his noble title either, but his destination