"Where are you headed?"
"Hexingen."
"Oh, I'm off to Constance." The plump merchant pressed down on his hat, "This damned war, the fare from Mingxing City to Constance has gone up so much."
"It's not too bad, is it?" Aske smiled, "After all, safety is paramount. If it weren't for having connections on both ends of Swabia and Bavaria, this caravan wouldn't dare to run international passenger services, right?"
"Let's just hope it doesn't encounter any military disasters, otherwise, it wouldn't be worth the high fare I paid." The merchant certainly understood what he meant; lately, the Empire had been in chaos with unruly soldiers everywhere.
Being charged a toll fee wasn't too bad, but the fear was they'd suspect you to be rich and kill for loot – then the loss truly wouldn't be worth it.
To travel to the Swabian Duchy this time, Aske had found a private caravan with the right connections.
