The crowd gathered more densely around him.
Initially, everyone approached it with a mindset just to watch the spectacle, and didn't take what he said seriously. But as they listened to Ticky's vivid and animated descriptions, they found themselves believing him.
After all, those who didn't believe him would have left after watching the commotion. Those who remained were naturally suited to be his followers.
So, including Langton, gradually looked more eager, their eyes starting to shine, and their faces showing a look of desire.
"So how did you co to know Prince Colin?" soone in the crowd couldn't help but ask.
Ticky paused for a mont, selling a bit of intrigue, and then said with a slightly mysterious tone, "That's the wonder of destiny. I learned from the Lizardn that I'm not the only human on the Gana Continent. There is a place called Withered Wood Port on the Northern Coast, where a Human Prince resides, and his family has lived there for five hundred years... The Northern Coast is so vast that although we live on the sa coastline, we never t."
"Once again, I sold all my belongings, took the gold the Lizardn gave , and braved the mountains towards that lord. He truly is a good person, benevolent, kind, generous, and virtuous... Moreover, he values tradition and honor and is devoted to Saint Sis. When he found out I was the sa, he imdiately entrusted with responsibilities, and I did not disappoint him, managing the land he granted with great success."
"I thought I would live out my life peacefully and prosperously like this, but I didn't expect Saint Sis to favor and my friends in Withered Wood Port once again. A sudden storm destroyed the Barrier that isolated Gana Continent, and the Imperial fleet appeared in our vision; with glory and fortune, we were able to return to our holand... Thank you, General Hamoldon, and thank you, Prince Colin, and the almighty His Majesty the Emperor. Without them, there wouldn't be the Ticky Cosia today."
Upon hearing this, the crowd couldn't help but applaud and cheer, and the atmosphere reached a new high. Even standing before him, Langton Segre's gaze grew more intense, almost unable to conceal his inner excitent and desire.
With so many people gathering in one place, it soon drew the attention of the Imperial Guard, but they didn't disperse the crowd—instead, they curiously joined in on the excitent.
Ticky tipped his hat in thanks as he spoke, feeling extrely proud in his heart… Although it was full of difficulties initially, he eventually completed the task assigned by Lord Demon King.
Soon, the reporters lingering near the port also began to focus on him, with more people squeezing into the crowd.
They held feather pens and handwritten notes, their eyes shining, hoping to learn more details about the Gana Continent.
"Sir! I'm a reporter from the Holy City Daily; would you be interested in granting us an interview?"
"I'm an editor from Bright Weekly... Your story should be heard by more people. If you have any publishing needs, we can assist you!"
"Sir, please tell more about your territory!"
Ticky smiled, ready to respond to their interviews, while the young man nad Langton had already been tossed aside.
Just then, a rude and familiar voice suddenly pierced through the noise, squeezing to the front of the crowd.
"Ticky Cosia? Ha! You debt-dodging rascal dared to co back?"
The voice was like a cold bucket of water, dousing the crowd's fervor.
All they saw was a slightly portly man pushing his way through the crowd, standing in front of Ticky with a sullen deanor, continuing with malice.
"Cosia, long ti no see... I wonder if you still recognize ." That face, full of fat, forced out a phony smile, exposing a row of yellowed teeth, like a shark slling blood.
Upon hearing that the boy from the Cosia family had returned and taken over the family's assets, his first reaction was fear; the second was greed and malice. He hurried to the port, intending to exact a hefty sum from this guy.
The crowd beca silent, their gazes resting on Ticky, including the young man nad Langton, whose eyes now carried a hint of doubt.
Not repaying debts?
This is a very serious accusation... Could the respectable Baron Cosia actually be a deadbeat?
In the past, Ticky would have probably excitedly grabbed the person's collar and argued with him in the harshest tone.
But now—
After the Demon King's ordeal, he had matured far beyond his forr self; he didn't even get angry. He rely gave that face a calm glance, then raised one corner of his mouth in a playful smile, jokingly saying:
"Isn't this Horn? How could I forget you? But speaking of which, it's been ten years, and you haven't changed a bit, so much so that I almost didn't recognize you."
Horn's smile instantly froze, a hint of malice in his eyes: "Cut the crap, Cosia! You still owe 100 Gold Coins from back then. Isn't it ti you paid up?"
The quiet crowd erupted into whisperings, exchanging doubtful looks with each other. So shook their heads and walked away in disappointnt.
However, compared to those disappointedly leaving, even more bystanders joined in, including the dockworkers moving cargo boxes in the warehouse area.
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