"My name is Rak, an employee of the Golden Trout Commerce Association. Our president would like to meet you all."
With that, the man raised his head and smiled at Alka and the others, asking, "Would you grant us the honor of your presence?"
Hearing this, Alka slightly narrowed his eyes.
The people next to him, Chadite and others, also turned their gaze towards Alka, waiting for his decision.
Thinking back, the only time they had encountered this caravan was last night.
At that time, Alka could clearly sense that there were two people in this merchant ship's retinue who were more powerful than them.
The others posed no threat.
So should they go?
Alka couldn't help but ponder.
