"Cotton, cloth, farm tools... such a vast quantity, what on earth does our esteemed Mage intend to do?"
Winnie Alex's delicate face showed a hint of perplexity, her violet eyes shimmering like stars, radiating a soul-stirring charm.
Lifting her head slightly, her snowy white neck as graceful as a swan's, she turned her gaze to Rom at her side, the Marquis's son.
"Chairman Winnie, according to the activity of the Golden Wheat Commerce, all the supplies are being transported by river to the border; however, our people at the border can't gather news due to the war. We can't confirm the exact location, but my guess is that Lide Kachar is very likely aiming to rebuild a small town.
I believe you can understand a noble's desire for their territory."
Rom paraphrased what Lide had said, organizing the words anew.