After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 367

The Town of Ferrol was especially lively at this time of year, with every inch of its land filled with chatter and activities.

It was the annual Ferrol Market Fair, after all.

At this time of the year, the town was characterized by bustling activities and the sound of transactions as people from various territories and places merged together at the prospect of money.

The stalls were lined up relatively neatly, leaving a pathway of about two meters wide in between blocks. Each one was occupied and each one was filled with products and people trying to attract customers traversing along the street adjacent to them.

"Basset Town products available here!"

"Poli Village meat here! Please buy!"

"Seafood from the famous Masusa Port City!!"

"Kilpo City time-limited fabric available here! You can’t find these colors anywhere else!"

"Special spices from Holt City! Add a bit and you’re taken to Elvendell with every bite!"

Watching the lively market from a distance, from inside the large Lord’s Mansion located smack in the middle of the town, was Lord Jonathan.

He was looking down from his room above eye level, and he nodded when he saw the event was as usual before turning his head back to his guests in the sitting room.

They seemed antsy as they sat, unable to sit properly—lacking the dignity that lords ought to have.

Jonathan sighed and walked to them, with the two bowing a bit in greeting. He sat down and looked at them. He didn’t say anything and for a while, he just tapped his fingers on the wooden armrest. He sat unmoving as he looked at the two old men who finally gathered the courage to look back at him.

It was just that they were pale, embarrassed, and very guilty.

"How is your village?" Jonathan asked Gen, the Lord of Poli Village. He had a rounded physique, almost as rounded as his curls, and he looked down at his hands, feeling guilty.

"We didn’t find the fifth son of the Golds. He must’ve been hired somewhere else." He said.

Jonathan sighed, and turned his head to the tall pale skinned man next to Gen. The man’s name was Kona, the Lord of Kona Village. Kona in turn shook his head and apologized.

"It is the same with my, my lord."

Jonathan sighed. Pity.

When he heard the fifth son of the Golds Family was sent to the Chancery of Appointments for training, he, who had always wanted to hug this thigh, quickly contacted all his affiliated villages to hire anyone with golden hair and blue eyes.

As for the Lord of Guia village, he didn’t bother to invite him. He was just an affiliate of Ferrol Town in name anyway.

He then excused the two lords and slumped down on his chair, a bit disappointed. In the end, he decided to do some shopping outside in hopes of feeling a bit better.

Before he could relax though, Cassandra and her friend strutted into the room and sat naturally on the sofa.

Cassandra, Veronica, and Jonathan had been extremely close since they were children. Cassandra could let go of her lady-like upbringing around with him in private.

"I saw the old men."

"And?"

"I heard what you called them here for."

"So?"

"You don’t seriously want to hire that guy? He’s useless!" Cassandra asked, looking very disappointed in her cousin’s brain.

Jonathan massaged his temple. "He may be somewhat of a prodigal, but his blood isn’t. Don’t forget: he’s the Gold’s favorite son."

"Favorite son to spoil."

"Loved nevertheless. And aren’t they trying to straighten him up?" He said and looked at her.

This time it was him looking at her with disappointment. "You should’ve introduced me before you broke up."

Cassandra rolled her eyes and Veronica laughed.

Jonathan sighed and decided to change the topic. He looked at her in puzzlement, "Anyway, when did you come back?"

"Just today," Cassandra said as she pushed back her volumic purple hair. "I really don’t like staying home. All they do is nag. I think they already found me a fiance."

Jonathan’s eyebrows rose, curious. "Who?"