Gaven gave Haresk a thumbs-up and said, "The attitude of the highest councilor towards the lieges makes ashad. Compared to him, I am indeed an unqualified lord. To this day, I haven’t handled a single dispute involving our lieges, nor have I solved a single practical difficulty for them."
"It’s normal to feel ashad. There are very few lords and nobles who do not feel ashad in front of our highest councilor because he never considers himself a superior lord but rather regards himself as the public servant of Mist Valley. Every valleysfolk is his master, and he does his utmost to serve them and consider their needs.
He only ntioned the benefit he gets from those valleysfolk coming here to buy his goods, but he didn’t say that most of Mist Valley’s public expenses are covered by his store. His inco hasn’t increased compared to before he beca the highest councilor, but has actually decreased.
It’s the sa purchasing goods at the sa prices — tell , if we don’t buy from him, where else would we go?
People have feelings; exchanging your sincere efforts always wins genuine hearts.
Those who throw stones and smash the windows of the highest councilor’s shop are truly heartless bastards. If the highest councilor hadn’t stopped us from pursuing the matter, I would drag those shaless people to the Assembly Square, let all the valleysfolk of Mist Valley see, evaluate whether it is the councilor’s judgnt that’s unreasonable, or their own greed making them believe the judgnt unfair."
A group of six erged from the highest councilor’s mansion. There were n and won, humans, a half-elf, a gno, and a tiefling. The only commonality was their age; though not all of them were elderly, they were at least middle-aged.
The speaker was an elderly human woman who seed the eldest, her hair already half-gray, dressed like a typical rural peasant woman. Despite the traces of ti, her forr beauty couldn’t be completely hidden, giving her a rugged yet robust presence.
A silk belt, sowhat mismatched with her attire, was tied around her waist, embroidered with golden wheat spikes, and in its center was a blossoming rose — the Holy Emblem of the Mother Goddess of Earth Shangtia.
"Patriarch, long ti no see." Gaven greeted her proactively. The two were old acquaintances; she was the head of the Golden Wheat Sheaf Monastery, a powerful Priestess of Shangtia.
Previously, both the purification of evil items from the Golden Wheat Sheaf Monastery and the signing of the five thousand tons of grain order were negotiated with her. Most of the ti, she was a gentle-tempered elderly woman, displaying irritability only when confronted with things she found particularly disagreeable.
In this loosely-knit valley community, holding multiple roles is the norm.
"Good day, Duke." Janira greeted with a smile.
"Councilor Jennila, you flatter . How could I be as good as you say? I only do what I can."
Haresk responded sowhat embarrassedly, "Duke, you shouldn’t be modest either. We haven’t heard less about your deeds, they truly differ in nature.
The Ghost Grape Wine Auction you organized in the Three Rivers Region benefited us too. Many rchants rented boats from us at Ashaban Beach, not only hiring all our ships but filling up the inns to capacity.
When they left, they had consud all the wine in our tavern, clearing out years of accumulated stock, and many valleysfolk are still reminiscing about that grand event, eagerly anticipating the next Ghost Grape Wine Auction.
You also eradicated the East Road’s Disaster Slaksa Tower, benefiting not only the East Road rchants but also those of us on the Moon Sea Road, since that greedy red dragon frequently wreaked havoc here.
Two months ago, during the Ashaba River’s great breach, the Duke provided people and resources selflessly to help the people of Feather Wing Valley and Tillage Valley in flood relief, saving countless wounded. Afterward, he assisted them in resettling nurous refugees and rebuilding their hos.
It’s said that the Duke fended off the first wave of attacks from the Koutao Fishn of the Dark Prison of the Deep Forest Valley, preventing a massive disaster that could have swept the entire Ashaba River shoreline.
Now, for the valley’s construction, he’s even gone to Thacel, bringing in tens of thousands of immigrants. We believe that under your leadership, the valley will experience new vitality.
Your energy has all been spent on these large matters benefiting everyone, so it’s completely normal you have no ti to deal with trivial matters.
I’m simply incapable of such grand events and can only devote more thought to these minor details, solving so practical difficulties for the lieges."
After Haresk’s rundown, Gaven realized that he wasn’t an obscure figure in the valley anymore. Especially unique, the Law of Fate surrounded him, making his actions substantially impact the perception ordinary people had of him.
Although, except for the East Road’s Disaster, none of the other matters initiated any Milestone of Destiny, it didn’t an these events had no influence at all.
Particularly in the Ashaba River, after it was intentionally breached for flood release by the Sambiyan rchants, his dispatch to aid and rescue had earned him considerable renown, even though he never appeared at the disaster relief frontline. He didn’t even attend the introduction eting — orchestrated by Regina for him — as he was then tied down by war matters with the Conqueror Army and couldn’t pull away.
With this in mind, Gaven suddenly felt more at ease.
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