Hidden in the Sea of Trees of Trent Retta, there is a huge building that looks like a log house with overhanging vines. Located in the capital of Rinval, in a room of this great house, a woman who was the head of this house was exhaling a depressed sigh.
“My lady, why are you sighing?”
“You shouldn’t. To sigh, it will turn to misfortune you know?”
The attendants beside her were her childhood friends. Ever since she began to live in the capital, Welsh and Livona, these 2 people took care of her like usual.
The predecessor, Earl Elfodoras was hiding out in the region, aiming to control Trent Rietta, for 3 years he had created the underworld organisation called “Wind Edge”. In the beginning, as the boss of the dark merchants, he pioneered a commercial fleet escort, worked out new distributions, and was barely scraping along.
That was until a certain Nossentes research group, which wanted to raise money to continue their research on modded magical beast, commissioned them. Since then the activities of the dark merchants began to look more like those of a gang of bandits. Thus the current head was not happy about it.