Firearms in a Fantasy World

Chapter 90: Farewell

Translator: Cinder Translations

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The Foster family's caravan had been in the town center of Alden for some time now. The reason they hadn't rushed back south was to wait for enough porcelain to be fired at the factory.

Porcelain was in high demand, and almost as soon as it was produced, it was sold out, so there was hardly any inventory.

The workers at the pottery factory had been working overtime recently, hoping to produce the 3000 pieces of porcelain requested by Supervisor Christopher as quickly as possible. Of course, this batch mostly consisted of small items, with simple designs such as bowls and plates.

As the days passed, the return date of the caravan was getting closer, which was also the departure date for Lichman's Adventurers, after all, they were hired by Quill.

Ladia spent a whole day thoroughly explaining the economic situation in the Angle Bay area to Chief Steward Ford, then requested permission from him to start her official duties a few days later. She wanted to make good use of the last few days to spend time with her companions.

The reasonable Chief Steward Ford granted her request.

During these few days, the members of the Adventurer Party spent time together, eating and playing, enjoying their last moments of reunion.

However, the day of parting eventually arrived.

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"Give my regards to Marquis Foster for me."

"Alright, I'll remember."

On the shore of Lake Wes, Paul bid farewell to Quill and his companions on their way south.

As they walked, Quill patted Paul's shoulder, "There's no need to see us off, I'll come back again in the future."

Paul didn't stand on ceremony either, after all, he was busy too, and said, "Alright, then I wish you a safe journey! Oh, and..."

Quill patted his chest, "Don't worry, I'll continue sending people your way! Whatever kind of people you need, I'll send them."

Paul awkwardly scratched the back of his head, "Haha! Then I'll be relying on you."

"Hey! No need to be polite between us."

Supervisor Christopher also approached, smilingly said to Paul, "Earl Grayman, please continue to take care of the production quotas for porcelain and new paper for our Foster family in the future."

This time it was Paul's turn to pat his chest, repeatedly emphasizing that the Foster family was his priority cooperation partner, which made Supervisor Christopher and Quill both smile with satisfaction.

On the side of Lichman's Adventurers, everyone bid farewell to Ladia with reluctance. They came together, but now they had to part ways, and everyone felt very sad.

After hugging each other one by one, Captain Meru once again entrusted her to take care of herself.

She held Meru's hand and said, "About my mother..."

Meru gave her a reassuring look, "Leave it to me, I'll explain it to Auntie."

Ladia nodded, "Yes! Please tell her that I'll be back to bring her over in as little as 2 or 3 months, or as long as half a year."

Meru said, "Oh, it's too dangerous for you to go back alone. Why don't we bring your aunt over here?"

Ladia hesitated, "But..."

"What 'buts'? Don't you trust us?" Meru interrupted firmly.

"No, no, it's just that it would be too much trouble for you," Ladia replied.

Meru said firmly, "It's no trouble at all. Listen to me, Ladia, from now on, our group will try to take missions in this area. Whenever we pass by here, we'll come to see you."

Then she was tightly embraced by the scholarly girl...

Paul noticed the scene with Lichman's Adventurers and realized he had known them for quite some time, so it was appropriate to bid them farewell.

He waved to them and shouted, "Members of the Lichman Adventurers, take care on your journey. I hope to see you all next time Quill comes around..."

Before he could finish speaking, their leader Meru ran over with the scholar named Ladia.

Meru fixed her eyes on Paul's, her expression serious as she said, "Lord Grayman!"

"What... what is it?" Paul felt sweat instantly beading on his forehead at her intense gaze. Was this woman interested in him and about to confess on the spot? Were southern girls this forward?

Meru bowed solemnly to him, then straightened up and continued seriously, "Lord Grayman, from now on, I entrust Ladia to you!"

"Huh?" Paul's brain suddenly crashed.

What on earth was happening? Why was she saying something like this out of the blue?

Goodness gracious, this statement could easily be misunderstood up north! With so many people around, how was he supposed to explain this?!

Ladia, standing behind Meru, blushed deeply. As a scholar of natural history, she was well aware of the implications of such a statement up north.

She hastily tugged at Meru's sleeve and whispered in her ear, "Meru, you can't just say things like that up north."

At that moment, Bernard, who was still beside Paul, was the first to understand.

"Lord, Miss Ladia has already been hired as an administrative officer for the Lord's Manor. Chief Steward Ford and I personally interviewed her a few days ago."

Before Paul could ask, Bernard explained, "Chief Steward Ford believes that our future exchanges with the south will become more frequent, so we should have a consultant familiar with southern politics and economics. Um... I remember mentioning this in the report I gave you!"

"Ah? Haha! Makes sense, makes sense. You and Chief Steward Ford really thought ahead and did well."

Lately, Paul hadn't been paying much attention to specific hiring matters, so he had slacked off a bit when reading reports. As a result, he had overlooked this matter. He laughed loudly a few times to cover his embarrassment.

Speaking of which, Miss Ladia was not only beautiful but also a genuine scholar.

What's more impressive was her mastery of archery that was so astounding. On the day she met the black-spotted tiger, he had seen it with his own eyes.

Later, he mentioned this incident to people like Schroder and Bryce, who were also archers, and they all found it incredible.

Not to mention that Miss Scholar was a girl. Her first arrow hit accurately from such a distance, the second arrow was shot quickly in an emergency, and once again accurately hit the tiger's eye, which surpassed human limits, right?

Looking at the calm appearance of the scholar at that time, it didn't seem like luck.

To have such a person sent to him, heaven was indeed treating him well!

Thinking of this, Paul gave Meru a reassuring look.

"Don't worry, Captain Meru, Miss Ladia will definitely be properly placed with me. Scholars like her are few and far between in our domain, I would say she's among the very best."

As he said this, he suddenly remembered another scholar who had been hired as a consultant—Miss D'Arshi. He wondered how her flag language research was progressing. Recently, he had been busy with the shipyard and supporting industry matters, so he hadn't inquired about the progress of the flag language research.

After this little episode, everyone bid farewell once again. Amidst Paul and others' waving hands and farewells, the Foster caravan and Lichman's Adventurers set off on their journey back south...

(End of the Chapter)

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