Hope (Part 2)

As the warship sailed steadily onward, Gold and Silver Island was already within reach. After the warship slowly docked, Romon and Lusenpei stepped off the ship one after the other.

Before them, the person in charge of the island's construction, having received the news, came jogging over. He looked like a fat, ball-shaped figure. Romon remembered him quite clearly, not merely because the man was capable, but because his teacher was rather unusual. His teacher was none other than one of the civil officials Romon trusted most at present—Scholar Lurun.

This man was called Wede. He was already over forty, and his aptitude was not outstanding, but Scholar Lurun had formally acknowledged him nonetheless. Romon had originally wanted to appoint Lurun or Nick to assist with the island's construction, but Teta Xiao Viscount Fief could not spare either of them now, so he simply promoted Wede to take charge of the matter.

It was already the depths of winter. Watching that round-ball-like man roll over in clothes so thick they were almost absurd, Romon still felt a trace of warmth.

Glancing at Lusenpei beside him and seeing that he still wore that poker face, Romon could not help shaking his head again.

Ever since Romon had returned to his fief, he had immediately promoted Lusenpei, who had shared hardship and danger with him. After receiving his new position, Lusenpei, out of gratitude, had placed the mission of his entire life upon protecting Lord Romon's safety. As a result, the already taciturn Lusenpei had become even more sparing with words.

"Greetings, Lord Viscount!" At that moment, the meatball had already rolled up before them. Well-informed Wede had learned long ago that Romon had been promoted to Viscount. The moment he saw his lord, he cautiously changed his form of address.

"Wede,