I'm the King Of Technology Chapter 1911 New Home

Chapter 1911  New Home

Ring~

The phone went off, drawing the thoughts of the lone lady from her stupor. [My lady, we will be coming up to take your hand luggage soon.]

The voice on the other end was one she was now very well-accustomed to. When looking out the towering floor to ceiling windows that faced the waters towards the incoming land, Countess Yaya had to say that she was both excited and fearful of what this new journey of hers entailed. Looking around the room that has been her den during her travels, Countess Yaya felt she would miss it even more. She had to admit that compared to the cave home she stayed in while in hiding, this 2 story suit was better suited for her because of how convenient everything was. So you need hot water? No need to boil it. The tap could switch between hot and cold, making taking showers and baths a breeze. And what about the heat? The item many people around her called A.C, would easily solve this problem for her. Wow! The fridge was also a life saver. Don't forget the mini bar that had all sorts of drinks she had never seen or tastes in her life. Hey… the TV seems larger and has more things to watch too. But what Yaya thought she would miss the most were these tall gla.s.s windows. Yaya had no tears but wanted to cry.

Gla.s.s! Do you know how much one has to pay to get one shard of gla.s.s in Morgany? Gla.s.s costs a fortune! Even a tiny broken spec of gla.s.s could be sold for hundreds and thousands of coins at an auction house. Yet, these Baymardians actually dared to build so many gla.s.s windows without even batting an eye? What made Countess Yaya feel even more touched, was that they actually allowed her to stay in such a luxurious room with gla.s.s windows everywhere. Don't get her wrong. While watching movies, she did see gla.s.s windows there, but felt they must only be used for movies and for show. .

Again, most monarchs, organizations and powerhouses would definitely use their best resources when making s.h.i.+ps, as a way to showcase their empire's strength. So she wasn't that shocked to see gla.s.s windows used on the s.h.i.+p. She was only grateful that they allowed her to live here free of charge after knowing she was an ex-countess hunted by all of Morgany, and was also a very broke woman too. She thought that they would tell her to cover her face while in Baymard, but it seems they had no such thoughts. Were they not scared of Morgany's wrath? Didn't they know the act of keeping a low profile when going against Morgany, G.o.d's chosen people? Seeing how nonchalant they were about her appearance, Yaya felt they might soon make a big move against Morgany and didn't seem to care whether she was discovered or not. But just how confident were they to dare think of raising arms against Morgany? 'Although I'm grateful for their timely rescue, it's better to be prepared than live in regret.' Yaya felt that she would be willing to stand by Baymard and fight with them against Morgany, but before that, she must send her son out of Baymard to someplace safe. This way, no matter the outcome of the battle, he would be safe. As a mother, her number one priority was always her son. Whether he hates her for her decisions or not, she must do her very best to keep him alive!

"Lady Yaya, we are here for your bags." "Come in…It's open." Yaya replied while walking down the stairs. "Warden Mitchen, Lieutenant Larksting… Good afternoon."

Yaya was a little quieter than usual, but everyone understood why. When coming to unfamiliar territory, how else should one be if not a little cautious? However, they knew that soon, her worries would fade when she saw and lived in their great empire. What other place is there in the world like Baymard? Tsk. Even they couldn't wait to touch Baymardian soil, feeling that no place was as good as home. The one-eyed Lieutenant Larksting had a broad grin on his lips when staring out the window. (^∆°)

Baymard… Baymard… it was good to be back!!

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Two hours later, Yaya had finally finished checking out of the Coastal Port, officially crossing into Baymardian soil. She stared at the temporary Ident.i.ty doc.u.ment with her mouth pinched shut. Incredible! Just how are they able to finish paperwork so fast and so neatly so many people in a split second? Could it be that they have developed a secret writing method that increases speed too? Yaya, who had no concept of a printer, was no bounty dumbfounded with the speed at which things were handled. 'Oops… I must keep the doc.u.ment away in my f.a.n.n.y pack, lest I lose it. Just look at how convenient this thing is?' Stepping into the Coastal Port, Yaya was like a kid shopping for Christmas presents. She saw all sorts of clothing stores, food stalls, and fun activities. If not that she was finished with her business, she would have loved to explore this ma.s.sive gla.s.s palace they called the Coastal Port. But little did Yaya know that this was just the tip of the iceberg for what was awaiting her. "My Lady, we have to go." Yaya thinned her lips and nodded heavily while leaving the port and hopping onto the military vehicle waiting to take her, Mitchen and several others to the palace. Towering structures that touched the skies, carriages (cars/trains/buses) that screamed luxury, roads beautiful one can eat on… you name it. Yaya had her mouth opened through the entire journey. Seeing the many smiles on the faces of the pa.s.sersby going about their everyday lives, Yaya could tell they were pleased with the monarch who ruled over them. The streets were clean, their clothes were without patches, and their chests were raised high in pride. Seeing this, she knew her son, Rankin, who gives by the name little Ren, must be well too. Seeing all this, Yaya leaned back into her seat with a warm smile on her lips. However, she wasn't the only important arriveé at Baymard's grand Coastal Port. Back at the port, a stunning middle aged woman arrived with 12 ladies beside her. Her pose was excellent and her face gave everyone who saw her a familiar feeling. 'How strange… Where have I seen her before?' (?~?)