Wolsingham shook his head, biased vision unable to see the truth. Such was the discrepancy between their perspectives, as was the difference between means and ends.
"His actions this time yielded much, but most importantly, it has caught our country's attention. It made us realize that there's a separatist force in Charlemagne territory. Although they possess no military, just a little foreign support could inflict heavy damage on Charlemagne—this is their value, and this is what they want us to understand most."
"But they are essentially just a group of businessmen, can they even make a difference?"
"I don't know."
Uncharacteristically, Wolsingham revealed a look of hesitation, the austere Secretary General showed an unexpected expression due to this young merchant.
Kidd clenched his fists tightly, his serene face betraying no hint of resentment.
"You... also don't know?"
