The carriage carrying Annan quietly drove out of Xingyue Bay, passing by the hill where the future lord's residence would be. Annan stopped and looked back at the early morning in Xingyue Bay: children playing and chasing each other on the frozen shoals, and workers building houses in full swing
's foundation.
This is a vibrant new town, and the gods of humans would not be able to help but praise it if they saw it, if there was such a god.
The journey to Osulund Territory is long, and it will be at least two months before I come back at the end of December.
Perhaps by then Xingyue Bay had become a prosperous and beautiful coastal town.
Annan only brought the orcs with him, so he rushed to the Sunset Plains early in the morning on the third day of departure without any burden.
The clouds in the north are refracted into orange-red, and the snow-capped mountains are gradually blurring, as if a snowstorm is brewing that is about to move south.
A lot of logging had been done in the Jiao Forest in the Sunset Plain, but Annan, who just wanted to pass by, saw a dispute between his forest farm and some woodcutters, and some soldiers were driving the woodcutter away.
Annan asked the orcs to drive the carriage to the forest farm and asked the soldiers who stopped because of their arrival: "What's wrong?"
"King of the North, uh... Lord, these civilians want to rob you of your charcoal!"
There is a sharp contrast between the soldier who puffs up his chest and shouts proudly and the woodcutter who cowers in fear.
"Let them take it, as long as they don't touch our charcoal." Annan said.
The woodcutter, who thought he would be punished, was grateful. Annan let the howler continue on his way: "No need to thank me, these charcoal are ownerless things."
The Sunset Plain gradually faded away, and carriages and pedestrians began to appear on the road.
Annan asked the orcs to cover the emblem of the King of the North with a tarpaulin, and continued on his way, arriving at Breeze City in the morning.
At this speed, they can reach Osurund Territory within half a month.
If you were riding a dragon...
The first snowfall in the North, which had been brewing for a long time, finally fell.
Annan raised his head, and a snowflake fell into his black eyes. It melted just like the diamond-shaped snowflake on the emblem of the Twelve Kings of the North.
Annan slowly closed his eyes, thinking that old Zollen's legs must be hurting now.
The snowfall made Annan feel better, but it became heavy again after entering Breeze City.
Many poorly clothed poor people are scattered on the streets begging from passing professionals or carriages. They are old and have children. Strictly speaking, they are not refugees. They are free citizens and even residents of Breeze City, but they have lost their homes for many reasons.
I also lost my dignity.
The carriage in front of Annan was a benevolent nobleman. He couldn't bear to see this and asked the steward to drive away the poor who came too close.
After thinking about it, Annan asked the howlers to help them, but as soon as the orcs showed up, they scared the poor people away.
Annan had no choice but to cover himself with a hood and hold a few gold coins to attract them closer.
"I am... the younger brother of Ms. Wine. My sister is good friends with the King of the North. The King of the North is recruiting subjects recently. All subjects will be given cotton clothes and accommodation. If you are interested, go to Winchet Manor.
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Seeing that the poor were still hesitating, Annan continued: "Haven't you heard this sentence? 'In Planang's Grace County, there is wine from the wine lady'."
Finally persuading the poor, Annan put away the silver coins they were staring at and let the carriage continue on its way. After driving half a street, Annan turned around and saw some poor people starting to move towards the wine lady's manor.
At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped, and Annan leaned forward due to inertia.
Before he could ask what was going on, a clear girlish voice came from outside the carriage.
"Let me see Jack!"
Annan got out of the carriage in time before the people around the street were alerted, and signaled the excited girl to shush: "Shhh... do you recognize this?"
"I have watched "The Fall of the Wizard's Tower" 114 times, and I can recognize you even if you were frozen into an ice sculpture and then broken into pieces."
"It's not that cruel..." Annan guessed that the voice and howler exposed him.
Fortunately, the girl was not too fanatical and did not pester Annan. She just expressed her love for Jack. After Annan left, the girl got back into the carriage and there was a conversation.
"Father, let us also learn from Jack and help the poor."
"The King of the North needs reputation and people, and there is no benefit to us doing this!"
"Please, aren't you worried about Jack's revenge? This is a good opportunity to reconcile with him."
"If you want to do it, use your own pocket money to do it." The old nobleman, who was impatient with his daughter, snorted coldly.
Twenty minutes later, the carriage covered with a tarpaulin stopped in front of the steps of the city lord's palace, which was solemn and solemn. The guards approached the suspicious-looking carriage and hurriedly got out of the way when they saw the black hair emerging from the hood.
Let the howler stay here, Annan knocked on the oak door of the city lord's office.
Knock knock knock——
"Come in."
Annan walked into the office covered with soft wool carpets. Olmedo, who was handling official business, didn't even raise his head: "What's the matter?"
"Annan is here."
The swinging quill stopped for a moment and then continued to move: "Are you coming to me in the end?"
"As soon as I entered the city, I didn't even go back to the manor and came to your place first."
Olmedo, who was carefully reviewing his official duties, smiled: "So our King in the North is here to visit his friends?"
"Not really, I want to know how you can make me become 'Levis'."
"I guessed it..." Olmedo called the guards, "Bring Dina here."
Not long after, an ordinary-looking maid appeared in a simple long skirt. Compared with the maid uniforms that were popular from the south, this simple long skirt was the costume of servants in many ancient families, just like the old maid of the old master.
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"This is my...mother's maid."
Annan wondered if Augusta would come back from hell if he knew you used his wife to cover your identity.
"The method you're talking about is makeup?"
"It's similar to a little trick of an assassin." Olmedo said that he would apply a medicine on his face to achieve the effect of changing his face.
"Assassin?"
"My... Dina used to be a member of the Shadow Brotherhood. She will go with you and can also protect you."
Guard... Annan thought thoughtfully. The identity of the previous guard was an assassin on the surface, but in fact he was a ratman disguised as an elf. What is the identity of this assassin guard?
The maid thought Annan was worried: "Please rest assured that the potion will not be discovered. Miss's... mother used it to escape many pursuits."
Annan and Olmedo seemed to have formed a silent understanding:
Annan knew Olmedo’s identity, Olmedo knew Annan knew her identity, Annan knew Olmedo knew he knew her identity…
"One more thing." Olmedo stopped smiling and said seriously: "Recently, there have been some unfavorable rumors about you in the city."
