The Vastness of Magical Destiny-Chapter 189 - 12 Fateful Encounter_2

Chapter 189: Chapter 12: Fateful Encounter_2

Chapter 189 -12: Fateful Encounter_2

Seeing the unabashed joy on the girl’s face, Komer knew he had guessed right. He didn’t know why she had suddenly come to his land. Although the invitation he made at the banquet was heartfelt, with the kingdom’s current situation, it seemed unlikely that Duke Zellin would allow this naive and carefree girl to wander about. Moreover, from the looks of the girl before him, she didn’t seem to have brought even a single servant; he couldn’t imagine how she had arrived in Ugru.

“Commandery Princess, how did you come to Ugru? Where are your attendants?” No sooner had he settled down, Komer hurriedly asked her, genuinely needing to understand why this seemingly timid girl suddenly had the courage to sneak out, although he was very pleased to see her.

“What? Does Baron Komer seem unwelcome to Vero?” The girl’s gaze was still wandering around the colonnade as she responded offhandedly.

“No, Komer feels supremely honored by the Commandery Princess’s visit. If Princess Vero is interested, even if she were to stay in Caucasus for a year and a half, Komer would be even more welcoming.” He carefully expressed his joy, feeling the need to have a good talk with this girl. Given that he had no female confidantes in Caucasus right now, the arrival of an angelically pure beauty made Komer overjoyed. Moreover, the girl had once made his heart flutter; only the immature timing forced him to leave disheartened. Now that the opportunity had arisen, why not seize it tightly?

“Uh, I think it’s more convenient for me to call you Komer, and you can just call me by my name. Isn’t it tiresome to be addressing each other as county master and baron all the time?” The girl’s face showed a delighted smile. “I’m traveling alone this time. I heard that Caucasus has undergone earth-shaking changes with you here. I was originally worried about having to go through Greenland Great Forest and Leon. Now it’s much simpler; just take a ship from Gutenberg to Odessa, and from there, switch to a sea vessel to Mattdam. However, Mattdam’s social order seems a bit chaotic, with so many foreigners. I was a bit scared when I first saw them.”

“Hehe, did Vero find anything new on her journey from Mattdam to Ugru? Maybe things aren’t as bad as Vero imagined. Most of these foreigners are citizens of Caucasus, with no criminal records. The minority who enter Caucasus through legal channels are outsiders who live here. In Caucasus, we treat residents of all races equally. If anyone commits a crime, they’re punished severely. Please rest assured, Vero. My hundreds of Half-Beastman Guards patrol daily for security. I believe no one would provoke them.” Komer signaled for a servant to leave and personally picked up the coffee pot to pour coffee for her. Despite being in Caucasus, Komer still tried to maintain his usual lifestyle, which also helped bridge the distance between Vero and himself.

“Hmm, it seems the situation is much like you described. I am also surprised that in such an environment, these races can live together harmoniously; it truly is a miracle. At least in any city within our Galle Region, such a thing would be impossible.” Vero didn’t hide her admiration for what she had seen in Caucasus. “I wonder why the neighboring region of Leon has become what it is compared to your territory?”

“Oh, Vero also knows about the current unrest in Leon? This may be due to different circumstances in each region. The majority here are Free Citizens. While we have many residents from other races, like Barbarians, Half-Beastmen, or Elves, they all have the rights of citizens. Slaves do exist in our region, but in small numbers, and personally, I am more inclined towards abolishing this barbaric status and system. I hope my Caucasus can become a model of peaceful coexistence for all races of the kingdom. It would be even better if we could eliminate the existence of the slave system, although that’s still somewhat unrealistic.” Komer was slowly grasping the psychology of this kind-hearted Commandery Princess. In Gutenberg, she couldn’t accept her father and suitors suppressing protesting crowds; now, she expressed these sentiments even more in her conversation. Perhaps the peace and tranquility displayed by his land had touched her heart.

“Oh, that reminds me, Vero, isn’t Duke Zellin worried at all about you traveling alone like this? With things being so chaotic outside, such behavior is undoubtedly adventurous. If someone were to harbor ill intentions, with your appearance, it would be hard to avoid a villain’s clutches.” It was only now that Komer remembered she was traveling alone. Such a delicate creature, she even made someone with strong self-control like him heartsick. If she encountered some unscrupulous individual, should anything happen, not just Duke Zellin, even he would feel aggrieved and blame the heavens.

“Tehee, of course, I know how to protect myself. I wore a disguise when I left. Otherwise, I probably wouldn’t have even made it out of Galle. Taking a ship directly to Odessa, the scenery of the Nether Sea really is intoxicating. If I could have an island there, I would gladly spend my entire life in that place!” Seeing Komer’s expression shift slightly, the silver-haired girl smiled again and said, “But Caucasus is not bad either. I’ve heard that your Continental Castle is famous. When will you take me to see it?”

“Vero, aren’t you afraid of encountering storms and pirates when you go to sea so casually on a boat? You’re really bold,” Komer couldn’t help but laugh and shake his head, a faint pleasure flowing in his heart, indescribably relaxed and natural. Talking and chatting with such a pretty and playful girl was a truly delightful feeling.

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“Hehe, there aren’t really any storms in the Nether Sea this season, right? As for pirates, I heard from my father that since Mattdam dares to open its port, they’re not afraid of pirates coming. Isn’t that right?” The girl asked mischievously, winking at Komer, her eyes gleaming like black gems with the luster of rain mist. Her words jumped from her rosy lips, leaving Komer parched and forgetful of any reply.

As if accustomed to such reactions, the girl smiled sweetly, her tender gaze and gracious smile, along with her coquettish demeanor, left Komer momentarily unsure of where he was. Was this the shy and reserved girl from just a few months ago? Could it be that girls change this quickly?

“What’s that?” The girl’s gaze quickly fell upon the hammock made of intertwined vines in the woods, her curiosity clearly written all over her face.

Coughing slightly, Komer didn’t quite know how to explain to the young girl this type of hammock commonly used by barbarians for camping in the forest, “Uh, this is a hammock, maybe a bit different from the traditional ones, but it’s quite practical in the forest. I learned this from the barbarians, um, here, where there’s nobody else, if one could lie on it, read a book, take a rest, it would be quite a nice life experience.”

Komer’s words seemed to resonate with the girl, who walked over to the hammock in a few steps. With a rope ladder made from vines, she could easily climb into the hammock, and next to it, there was even a small pocket woven from fine vines holding a few books. The girl casually picked one up and flipped it open, “In the thronging sea of humanity, do you dare to isolate yourself and preserve your integrity? Let the crowd bustle around you, but you remain indifferent; cold and alone, like a flower in a barren desert, unwilling to whisper to the breeze.”

The words, filled with a touch of melancholy, suddenly opened the shuttered windows of the girl’s trembling heart. Taking a deep breath, the girl gradually calmed the surging emotions within herself and asked, “Komer, do you also like Shelley’s poetry?”

“Tender girl, I fear your kiss, and you needn’t fear mine; my heart is burdened enough with gloom, it won’t sadden you further. I fear your grace, your gestures, your voice, but you needn’t fear mine; this heart, with sincerity, faces yours, worshiping you purely.” Komer under the tree smiled as well, gazing towards the distant horizon, his voice tinged with sadness, seemingly infused with endless vicissitudes, softly saturating the young girl’s heart.

The collection of poems that was intended to relieve loneliness had unexpectedly become a magic key to winning the girl’s favor, a turn of events Komer had never anticipated. He couldn’t help but think that he might just grab a handful of poetry by Shelley, Byron, Whitman, Heine, and the like and hum a few verses; if the girl knew the limited knowledge he harbored, she would probably just walk away.