Two days later, the Xinfei Merchant Guild's convoy left Bateru City, where it had stayed for three full days, and set off along the road to Sewell City.
The Medium Mana Bus jolted constantly over the dirt and gravel road outside Bateru City, making Xu Yi and the other researchers from the Magic Machine Tool Research Center sway gently in their seats.
Led by the dwarf Canby, the researchers had gathered together to make the most of their time, discussing and studying the work they would begin upon arriving in Sewell City. Their conversation made the bus lively.
Xu Yi, however, was unusually quiet. He turned his head to watch the scenery retreating outside the window, his brows slightly furrowed as he remained deep in thought.
As his gaze swept over the dilapidated houses passing on either side of the road, his expression grew increasingly grave.
He was facing an important choice, but his many misgivings had kept him from making up his mind.
Beside him, Canby paused the discussion and turned to see the strange expression on Xu Yi's face. He could not help asking, "President, what's wrong? Ever since you went out with Count Longley the day before yesterday, you've kept looking like that. Did Count Longley do something to put you in a difficult position?"
Xu Yi gave a wry smile and shook his head gently.
"It wouldn't be wrong to say Count Longley has put me in a difficult position, but the truth is, I'm making things difficult for myself."
"What do you mean?" Canby looked baffled.
Xu Yi stared for a while at a small village of low, shabby houses farther down the road, then suddenly asked, "Canby, if you could choose to do something that would help a lot of people, but might put