91 Trade Citys Por (1/2)

After leaving the Zuatania Merchant Association's building, Oscro spoke to Yale in a low voice.

”I will go to visit my parents and tell them the good news about the company. Take this money; you should have more than enough to enjoy the city. Only... try to hide your identity as the Silent Healer, the more mysterious you are, the better for the company.”

Oscro gave Yale enough paper money for an ordinary citizen of Trade City to live a whole month with some luxuries; it was a lot for one day. Oscro wanted that Yale relaxed himself and enjoyed a bit as he was always working on healing others.

For the current Yale, doing business was forbidden, but with money, anyone could enjoy the city services.

Yale was left alone before he could ask anything to Oscro, so he decided to do a bit of tourism by the city. Especially, he wanted to go to the coast.

Yale walked until a small empty ally and used Shape Shift changing his appearance for that of a normal eleven years old kid.

His new face and hairstyle were different from before, so there was no way someone associated him with the Silent Healer.

Wyba also used Shape Shift to shrunk her size and hid into the wide sleeve of Yale's new clothes.

Yale went out of the alley and started walking on the streets; he didn't buy anything in the shops as limited to look at the city and its citizens.

People in trade city were different from the people in Imperial City because in Trade City the effort surpassed the bloodline, while in Imperial City the bloodline was what really mattered and the noble clans recruited only a few commoners, the others were without hope.

People in Trade City had hope and ambition to become more influential with their efforts as they weren't restrained due to the place they were born, that was a huge contrast with most people in Imperial City who had accepted to their fate to live as commoners.

Yale liked the Trade City's lifestyle more as he preferred to rely on his efforts instead of his ancestry.

Yale strolled for the city until he reached the coast where a large port was situated. In that port, there was a large ship which was far larger than the others.

Yale had read about ships before in the books, but he never imagined that it was possible to construct such colossal ship.

Yale didn't try to hide his shock as he looked the ship, he doubted that anyone wouldn't feel shocked after seeing it.

An old man neared him after seeing his face.

”You seem impressed by the ship. This ship is the best work of the whole city, and it is capable of crossing the ocean to reach other continents. It is still quite difficult to commerce with them, but our success rate in trading had improved a lot since I was young.”

That old man seemed like someone who had always lived in Trade City and knew more about the city than books did.

Furthermore, Yale also felt that the old man was incredibly strong even if he looked old, he should have lived who knows how many years.

Yale saw a lot of old people strolling in the port, it was an essential place to the city, and those old people felt prideful for it and liked to be there to explain things to the kids because every one of them had some relation with the port or the giant ship.

They had taken part in port's construction or in the ship's creation, even if they were already old and left most of the matters to the younger generation, they liked to remember their days of glory by speaking to everyone their stories, especially to curious kids.

That old man was also one of them; he talked without stopping for an hour about the past, and Yale heard him without complaining as he liked to gather more information about Trade City.

The old man was part of the team who constructed the huge ship years ago; that ship was quite old even if due to the excellent maintenance it looked new.

”Senior is impressive; you should be very skilled in forging metals to create such a resistant ship.”

The old man laughed pleased at Yale's words, anyone who had worked in creating the ship was indeed an expert forging metal, that old man was at most average among those who had worked in it, even if he exaggerated his own prowess when speaking.

However, being average among that group of smiths was already impressive enough.

Yale didn't know exactly how good the old man was at forging but disregarding that, as long he was really part of the team who constructed the ship, his level was more than enough to Yale's purpose.