Even with Gaven's deep thoughts, his expression couldn't help but change slightly. He never would have thought that a fire in Misty Valley could come to impact him. His agile mind instantly conjured countless possibilities.
There aren't that many coincidences in the world. This fire didn't start earlier or later, but just when his Conqueror Army was about to arrive and prepare to transport grain. It was clearly aimed at him.
He just couldn't determine if this was a conspiracy by the Santarin Association, a trick by the Sambiyan merchants, or if the Golden Wheat Sheaf Monastery repented and staged it to not sell grain to him?
There are just too many possibilities, and he has too little intelligence to make a definitive statement. He can only respond with silence.
