A man nearing forty, yet without even a baron's title to his name, couldn't help but say with envy.
"If we could hitch ourselves to Prince Colin, maybe we could score a fortune there too!"
The lands of the Old World have already been divided up, and even the lands of the New Continent are almost all taken. No one wants what's left.
After hearing the story of Baron Cosia, many young men were tempted, pondering if they could also make a venture.
Moreover, there is no entrance to Hell on the Gana Continent... at least not for now, which makes it seem much safer than the New Continent near the front lines.
Excitement radiated from the young men's faces, and their speculative discussions were filled with the sense that riches were within reach. Meanwhile, not far away, the ladies used fans to cover their faces, whispering about topics that made the hearts of young maidens flutter.
