When Jeremy said those words, Benjamin was seated with his back facing him, staring at the food on the table, picking and hesitating at what to eat next.
It was also fortunate that his back was facing Jeremy, or else Jeremy would have seen the short moment when his expression quickly changed.
He stood there frozen for a while, and quickly returned to normal. He picked up a glass of milk, lifted his head, finished it in one go, then turned around and seemed to shrug helplessly.
"What can we do? Every time something happens, the merchants will start to hike up the prices of their stockpiles. It has always been like this, I’m used to it."
He idly bad mouthed the merchants in the capital, wearing an expression of nonchalance on his face, but in his mind, he had just pressed down on his unease, maintaining calm on the surface.
Stolen away a very important document...
You could guess who they were referring to with a toe.
The Church issued a warrant for him.
