Beatrice looked at Louis with a peculiar expression:
"What did you stuff into your backpack? Such high energy level?"
As everyone knows, dinsional bags are very practical and cost-effective.
On the Star Continent, many rchants travel across regions on horseback, relying on the convenience of dinsional bags to transport goods.
However, in fact, there are still quite a few rchants on the Star Continent who maintain simple transportation thods, such as animal power or new transportation tools.
The reason is that dinsional bags have limitations.
Under normal circumstances, a dinsional bag can hold anything.
But due to the different energies that items possess, they affect the internal space of the dinsional bag differently.
If it's ordinary grain, it can fill every corner of a dinsional bag.
But if it's magic items, magic weapons, or various magic materials, the magic power they contain greatly affects the stability of the bag's space.
If you're not careful, it might just explode with a bang.
Therefore, today's dinsional bags generally have a magic array specifically for verifying energy levels.
If the specified limit is exceeded, it will prevent more items from being placed inside.
However, one must know that the dinsional bag Louis has is a high-quality item specially selected for him by Beatrice.
Hers is even more unsurpassed.
Under normal circumstances, there shouldn't be a situation where there's still space, but the energy level has exceeded the limit.
So she didn't consider not being able to fit items at first.
As a result...
She and Louis stared at each other with wide eyes.
Louis clapped his hands and said:
"I know what's going on!"
Just as he was about to take out the items inside to show to his eldest wife, Beatrice patted his shoulder and said:
"Wait a mont, let's talk after we get on the carriage."
Louis nodded.
Just as he was about to whisper in Beatrice's ear, a lively voice rang out:
"Sister Wang!!!"
With a thud.
A little swan suddenly leaped out from the crowd and clung to Beatrice's back.
Louis raised his head and saw that the White Tower Mage's group had also arrived at the scene.
The little swan was different from him.
It followed the communication channel of the White Tower Mage, so it first gathered at the White Tower and then arrived together with the rest.
Perhaps because it hadn't seen Sister Wang for half a day, the little swan was exceptionally clingy.
Louis exchanged a glance with Beatrice and said:
"I'll step away for a bit, soone might look for later."
Reluctantly feeling the warmth of her fiancé leaving her side, Beatrice looked at the little swan helplessly and said:
"How did you get here so fast?"
The little swan giggled and said:
"I did it on purpose, Sister Wang, there are a lot of people here, you're whispering with Louis in a corner, people might gossip."
It mischievously whispered in Beatrice's ear:
"Honestly, at least wait till you're on the carriage. It's not proper!"
Beatrice sighed a little helplessly.
Though she understood, she didn't think it mattered if she and Louis were a bit more intimate.
As for what others thought or said...
Don't tell I can't show so affection to my fiancé.
She looked at the little swan suspiciously:
"Why do I feel like you're just jealous."
The little swan pouted and said:
"Fine, you're right, Sister Wang, I'm so jealous of him! You haven't been this close to in years."
Beatrice flicked her finger on the little swan's forehead.
"Ouch!"
The little swan pretended to hold its head in pain, making Beatrice's heart ache.
In the end, she didn't say anything further.
anwhile.
Louis went to the restroom.
When he ca out, he had already put on a suit, transforming into Mr. Mayer.
At that mont, there was a bit of anxiety among the expressions of the new aristocrats in the rchants' delegation.
Leading them was a new aristocrat nad Ross Wales.
He was pacing back and forth, his face showing a kind of restless unease.
Every now and then, he checked his pocket watch.
As ti ticked closer to the departure ti, he hadn't yet seen the person he was waiting for.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he headed straight towards Louis.
His voice involuntarily rose in excitent.
"Mr. Mayer!"
Upon hearing this, many eyes in the rchants' delegation turned towards Louis.
Louis smiled at the middle-aged man who approached him for a handshake and said:
"Long ti no see, Viscount Ross."
Viscount Ross, one of the new aristocrats rooted in the Imperial Capital.
A role model among the new aristocracy for building a business empire.
Currently, key businesses of the Tulip Comrce Association, Bauhinia Flower Comrce Association, and Golden Jasmine Comrce Association are collaborating with his Welsh Comrce Association.
Especially in high-end weapons manufacturing, Ross's comrce association is undoubtedly a strong force among private associations.
Even so, this top-tier rchant, authorized by the empire to enter the arms market with private status, was so admiring of Mr. Mayer.
One might even say he seed a bit like a sycophant.
Louis nodded at him and said:
"I'm a bit late, I'll need to et Prince Louis soon after."
Ross had an eager look:
"For this comrcial eting with the Tunisian Republic, so key details might still need your guidance."
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