Following the Merchant Caravan

"Haha, Viscount Adams, you jest. I'm just a third son with no right to inherit."

Although I didn't know who these two really were,

since Adams had warned me, I naturally couldn't treat them carelessly.

"Oh! A count's third son from the Imperial Capital has come all the way north to become a merchant?"

Lan Qingyou asked with a smile.

"I didn't come north to become a merchant. I became one because I had no right to inherit, and I came north to buy goods because I'm a merchant."

Arthur smiled.

"I see. You've come to buy goods."

Lan Qingyou had a rough idea of what sort of person he was.

If she was right, he was probably a contact for the faction Adams belonged to.

He was a third son, unable to inherit his title.

And he came from a family with the middling rank of count.

That made him just the right fit to serve as a contact.

As for being a merchant...

Well, if he could make a little money on the side, she couldn't imagine anyone objecting.

"By the way, I've also prepared a cartload of books for the two of you as payment, on subjects ranging from general knowledge to magic."

Now that everyone had met,

Adams introduced the two carriages he had brought.

One was the carriage Lan Qingyou and the others had ridden in earlier.

The other was a freight wagon.

When the waterproof magic tarp covering it was pulled back, Lan Qingyou saw stacks upon stacks of books.

"There are books about magic, too?"

Picking up a book titled History of Magic Development, Lan Qingyou casually flipped through a couple of pages.

"Yes. I gathered these from other places over the past few days. I'm sure they'll keep you both from getting