My Wife Waited in the Wheat Fields

Chapter 19

#4 Guest (2)

Elric came out in reverse.

One hour left until the train arrived.

He couldn’t bear to bring the sword, so he was controlling his nervousness with only one staff.

‘Okay. It will be fine.’

The guests who come today are Western figures, but they are officers who are active only on the battlefield.

And those who are in the position of supply officer.

‘There is a strong possibility that he doesn’t know about me.’

It wasn’t just a hopeful observation.

When acting as a kasha in the west, Elric’s main stage was the front line of the battlefield.

There, except for wielding a sword, there was nothing to go out externally, and as such, information other than the name was not known.

In addition, he refused all interview requests and was thorough in protecting himself to the point of destroying the entire camera if someone tried to secretly take a picture.

No, if I had to add one more, I could mention the imperial banquet I attended along with my close friend Elbus Graham.

Thoughtful, Elric soon erased the possibility.

‘That way is nonsense.’

The banquet that Elbus Graham had invited was a secret and closed gathering attended only by the descendants of powerful members of the Empire.

It was such a meeting that the only attendees were the sons of high-ranking aristocrats of the empire.

But how could they possibly be military supply officers? Even if there were, would they come to the countryside and try to trade directly?

The only thing that can be said is nonsense.

‘Only the clients have to avoid it. Only clients!’

Elric closed his eyes in longing.

The train spewed steam and slowed down.

The noise and vibration of the day began to vibrate, and the scenery outside the window began to unfold more and more clearly.

‘It’s time to arrive.’

Polo, a Quartermaster of the 3rd Corps of the Mahir Empire, clicked his tongue and rested his chin. His thick belly folded and revealed his presence.

His posture and frown showed that he was in a very uncomfortable state.

It was natural. That’s why it was so funny to even think about it, to come to such a humble countryside to buy wheat.

The third son of the imperial count family.

A reserve executive who is promoted to senior officer in just one year.

Even with such a modifier, it is like this.

Being in such a situation, what came out in the end was a sigh.

‘The rotten kingdom bastards.’

The war has finally begun to undergo tangible changes.

With the destruction of Chebor, the war was now marking the end of the dreaded war of attrition.

From now on, it’s a plundering battle where each other steals and steals. Wouldn’t more food supplies be needed in line with the intensifying war situation?

It is a situation where you have to buy all the supplies on the continent, and in the meantime, Armin and Disha, the two kingdoms that remain strong at the moment, have entered into a material competition with the Empire.

In order not to lose even one more grain from them, and to take even one more grain away from them, the aristocrat himself was even going to this kind of deal.

Woo woo woo!

The train stopped with a thud.

Polo got up from his seat and led his heavy body to the station.

That was the moment.

“Who is this?”

Polo’s expression frowned at the harsh voice.

I don’t want to know, but the voice was too familiar for that.

“Armin, who has a high nose, has come all the way.”

“Doesn’t the empire seem to have something to say?”

Pouting eyes, an aquiline nose, and a skinny physique like a scarecrow.

It was Armin’s supplier.

And that wasn’t all.

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“See you again here.”

A bear-like man with a formidable face was approaching with a thud.

Disha’s supply officer.

The three felt a sense of déjà vu at the situation they encountered in the middle of the Jeonggajang.

Anyway, it was no surprise now that this happened at each station as we came to Yubin at the eastern end of this place.

Polo evoked determination.

‘I have to see the end here.’

Until now, the record of the grain auction was 40% for the empire, which would hurt Polo’s pride, but if the empire bought all of Wibin’s grain, the figure could be raised to 60% of the total sale.

Whether it’s his pride as an empire or his achievements as a soldier, trading at Yubin is important to Polo.

“I guess I’ll settle for this. Will you take care of me when we meet on the battlefield later?”

“Are you assuming defeat already? Armin’s discipline is worth knowing.”

“Even the military discipline, I said it with the intention of having a good match… The Empire is really hard.”

“joy! Things that would have collapsed right away had it not been for the fire!”

“Both of you, please stop.”

It was Disha’s supply officer who interceded.

His sturdy physique was large enough to break the momentum of the two of them.

Polo gritted his teeth.

‘Let’s see how long I can relax like that.’

As the end of the schedule was this Weebin, we had more time to investigate than the previous transactions.

Polo was already well-informed about the family here that the Empire’s proud intelligence organization found out.

‘Youngji’s name is Wibin, but the actual leader is Portman. I’ll make a deal with Portman, too.’

Portman is an upstart family that has been in the ranks of nobility for only 10 years. Moreover, it has been a year since the head of the family who accomplished such a positional task has passed away, so there is no choice but to be internally confused.

And, Portman had an added element that aggravated such confusion.

‘They said that Portman’s heir, who ran away 10 years ago, has returned.’

In fact, looking only at the circumstances, it was right to see that the immature boy came back belatedly to claim power to become the owner of an aristocratic family.

It is obvious that the hostess who has lived as Portman for the past 10 years will be against him.

Who is the owner of the family

It was a common fight in aristocratic families, and in such a case, there was one thing Polo could stare at.

‘It’s to give strength to the young master. Geji uses his position as the owner of the family as bait to promote the entire wheat trade.’

Polo was confident.

What is behind him is the Empire, and it is obvious that the name of the Empire has absolute power in this eastern baron family.

It’s been about a month since the family head’s son returned.

There was no way that Armin and Dishar would have as much intelligence as the Empire.

Knowing Wi-Bin’s inner circumstances, he is the one who will lead this transaction.

Polo’s expression softened. The composure was evident in his voice.

“Okay, let’s move. There must be some people who have come to meet you, but should I be so late?”

“Hmm, I guess they must be the servants of a rural baron.”

Armin’s skinny Quartermaster boasted.

It’s not that I don’t quite agree with that statement, but the intelligence advantage also made Polo look down on him.

‘Idiot, let’s see how long you can be so stiff.’

flutter! Polo fluttered his coat and left the station.

As you step out of the entrance of the station, you will see a secluded rural neighborhood with the smell of fertilizer. Compared to the system, 100 years was an outdated landscape that seemed to fall behind.

Shoulders rise naturally.

It was the beginning of the conviction that those who live in a place like this would definitely bow their heads.

The other two Quartermasters seemed arrogant as if they were thinking the same thing.

immediately after,

“Are there any guests from the West?”

A soft male voice was heard.

The heads of the three supply officers turned. There was a lame man with a cane.

Brown hair, sad eyes and a sharp nose give a good impression. The smile that came to mind was full of goodwill, and even in the middle of the day, the clean clothes clearly showed that his status was not a farmer.

However, Polo couldn’t help but smile even though he had such a friendly face.

“My name is Elric Portman. I am the acting lord of Yubin.”

Polo’s complexion, which had been relaxed until just before, suddenly began to turn white.

My fingertips were cold, and my eyes were shaking as if an earthquake had struck.

‘Elric… Portman?’

Is that guy that immature runaway boy?

no. It wasn’t.

I was sure.

That was an unfunny bullshit.

Polo knew that the man had no such name.

‘Uh, why… .’

Does it mean that he is here?