Spice and Wolf Volume 11 by Hasekura Isuna

Author:Hasekura Isuna [Isuna, Hasekura]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Economics, Drama, Middle Ages
Publisher: Drunken Wolf Translations
Published: 2013-07-23T20:37:36+00:00

“’Tis a shame what happened in the end. Enough to make one want to laugh and cry.”

She knew he wasn’t implying that she’d cried for weeks; she calmed herself and breathed in deeply under her scarf, then nodded.

“After all, we can hardly decide our destinies and futures. The only ones with that kind of power are seated on far grander chairs.”

As he poured wine into her glass, she noted that while he wasn’t as elegant as a noble, he also wasn’t as rude as knight. He was more like a playful nephew.

“Your entire family..”

“My entire family fell from that chair, yes. But there is still a place for me in this world.. although I must admit I never would have guessed it was as a merchant.”

He nodded, squinting from the sunlight. He stared at his wine as he replied.

“I’m but the third son of the second mistress. I’ve no land, not even a scrap the size of my palm, only the Pabst name and some coin. I do not even have the equipment and horses necessary to do proper business and marry a noble, nor the artistic merit to write poetry. And yet, I never expected such things, so I’ve no complaints.”

“And that’s why you began to trade?”

It seemed he’d been expelled from his home. He once again ate some beans, this time to conceal a smile of bitterness.

“Lucky for me, the Pabst name opens many doors. My love of wine, food, and talk leads me to many dinners when I travel, so I always find places in need of my kind. Indeed, it seems there’s a place for me everywhere I go.”

After Fleur’s husband died, and the family’s various holdings and properties were sold off, she earned her servants’ admiration by taking it all in stride. But that wasn’t her acting tough - she was just rolling with life’s punches. That was the kind of “toughness” she was feeling now from Pabst.

“I hear you’re quite the trader.”

“Haha.. it’s embarrassing being praised, but I will admit that I’m confident.”

There were many who abused their family name to make a living. Milton, who left his home to trade, seemed to understand that he could only keep soaring in the heavens like an angel for so long; when he lost his wings, that superiority and prestige would be gone with them.

Frankly speaking, Fleur admired him for realizing his place in the world and standing on his own feet. So much so that she unconsciously kept talking.

“Just what is it.. your method..?”

According to Ora, anyone who revealed his methods wasn’t fit to be called a merchant. She immediately regretted asking the question so stupidly, but Pabst squinted and revealed an obviously-exaggerated smile. As she fumbled around trying to find the words to salvage the situation, he raised his eyes and spoke.

“Facing yourself, and understanding yourself.”

She didn’t know what he meant. She just stared into his beautiful blue eyes.

“That’s my method. Lots of my friends trade, but they treat trades as one-time deals. They

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