Adan slept soundly.

He doesn't steal like other thieves and cringe, and once he gets his hands on something, he takes it for granted. Although in his subconscious, the owner of this inheritance letter does not belong to him, but in his heart, Adaen already sees the person who will become the lord in the future as himself.

He opened his eyes without any mental burden, looked outside, and when he made sure it was daylight, he jumped up from his bed excitedly, threw a few punches into the air, and did a backflip—a trick he had learned while working in the circus—and packed up his things and went downstairs in joy.

Early in the morning, there were quite a few people who came to eat on the first floor of the hotel. Nuevogarand specialises include Vasilian Grilled Meat and Vasilian Grilled Fish, two of which are also served on the breakfast table. Edane sniffed the scent that filled the air, touched his shy pocket, and shook his head, still resisting the idea of spending the rest of his money to eat.

When I inherit this million-dollar inheritance, I will be able to enjoy all the glory and wealth when the time comes, and this little thing is rare?Aidan clenched his fists.

The Imperial Inn is the name of this luxurious hotel, and most of the people who live here are nobles or wealthy merchants. Aidan had spent almost all the money in his pocket to rent the cheapest house in this inn. However, even the cheapest rooms are still beautifully decorated and spotlessly clean. Maybe that's the charm of the capital, that's the charm of the big city.

Adain ordered a cup of morning tea, asked for a small cake, and found a place in the corner to sit down, and was about to feast, when the adventurer at a table beside him began to talk about you and me.

"Did you hear that? Just a few days ago, a hero was born in the Rannega Mine, who alone took down the head of Fire Dancer Isarak and reopened the mine......"

"Is that the news spreading so quickly?" said the other adventurer, nibbling on a duck leg, "I also heard from the magic apprentices who just teleported to New Garand, and it is said that this happened five or six days ago. ”

"What's this?" said another adventurer, who looked unconvinced. "This kind of person is just lucky, and Isarak the Fire Dancer is just a goblin, no matter how strong the goblin is, it is not as strong as the dragon?"

"Dragons?"

Several adventurers stuck their heads out and listened.

"That's ......" The adventurer looked a little happy as his eyes were gathered on him. He put down the food in his hand, wiped his mouth, pretended to be a storyteller, and said, "I heard that there is a powerful group of adventurers in Friegeld who killed a giant dragon just last month!"

"What!?"

Several people next to him were taken aback.

"The news is absolutely true," the man held out a hand. "And I heard that they found a strange black fragment in the dragon's body, and gave it to the Golden Bay Bank for safekeeping. ”

"Where is Golden Bay?" asked a young adventurer.

"Golden Bay is the harbor of the Blue Mist River, the estuary of the Blue Mist River, and the Musias call it Golden Bay...... One of the harbour cities in Vrigald was there, overrun by pirates. Another adventurer explained.

"Hey......" The adventurer who spoke first shook his head. "There are such powerful adventurers in the Messiah, and we Vasilia don't have many eyes on them?"

"Don't we have Storm God Knights?"

"Those three are knights, not adventurers. ”

"No, no, no, we don't have powerful adventurers, we only have legendary ......," one adventurer squinted and said, "The two of them are the pinnacle of adventurers in my mind." ”

"You mean the two who killed the Troll King......"

The adventurer nodded.

"Oh, it seems that we Vasilia can't pick out any powerful adventurers!"

The crowd laughed.

Edane got up from his chair, wiped his mouth, and thought to himself: What is there to show off when I am an adventurer, slaying a dragon or killing a troll king, etc.?

Although Aidan has this mentality, after all, he has arrived in the capital, and he can't brag too much here, so as not to invite trouble. He pulled his hood and left the huge inn out of everyone's eyes.

Walk out of the hotel gate and turn right to see a towering stone tower. The tower covers an area of more than 500 square meters and has 3 floors, and is known as the Four Great Buildings of New Garand, along with the Imperial Church, the Great Library and the Royal Palace. This is the Vasilia headquarters of the Warriors' Union, where hundreds of fighters train every day. Every time Aidan saw all kinds of strong men in armor coming out of it, he felt hairy.

"According to Freisa Lahader, I still need to turn right here, and then turn right again, until I reach the city wall to see the judge's mansion. Adain touched his chin, feeling as if all the passers-by were ill-intentioned towards him, and couldn't help but touch the dagger hidden on his body with his hand.

He walked in the agreed direction, and the more he walked, the fewer people there were. Even though it was broad daylight and there were a few hawkers around him, Edane could still see that it was deserted. Around the corner, there was an ugly, bald homeless man who Adain did not recognize, except that his face was covered with scars of terror and that he was talking wildly all day. I had heard from a few of my friends that the man was said to have killed a thug who laughed at him with a punch, and the judge did not arrest him in prison because he was a homeless man, did not have a local hukou, and the thugs deserved it. However, Aidan felt that this matter was a little distorted, because if he could be so powerful by casually finding a homeless man on the road, Vasilia would have perished long ago.

I don't know how long I walked, but there was finally no one on the street, and Adahn could see the towering city walls not far away. The slogans shouted by the guards on the walls of the city burrowed into Ardane's ears, causing him to smile.

"yes! It's finally going to be developed!"

He roared into the sky.

"Hey, you kid has nothing to do and shout, it's all noisy to my child's feeding. A middle-aged woman poked her head out of a house on the left side of the street, threw something at Aidane, and yelled.

"I'm sorry, sister, I won't do that next time. Adam clasped his hands together, but the smile still swirled across his face. "Excuse me, where is Judge Maxist's house?"

The woman reluctantly pointed behind Adahn and said, "You say Lord Masist, he lives in that big house not far behind you. What are you looking for a judge for?"

"Hey, hey, thank you, big sister!" said Adahn, who bowed, and immediately turned and walked towards the big house. When it is said to walk, it is almost the same as running and jumping at the same time. He shook the bell outside the door, knocked again, and a voice appeared inside the door.

"Who is it? who is disturbing the judge?"

"Hmm...... I suppose the inheritance says let me come to this judge named Maxist, right?"

There was silence on the other side for a moment, and then the door opened. Adam was greeted first by an old butler with gray hair, and then he was struck by the luxurious furnishings of the interior: all the utensils were so exquisite, all the furnishings were so classic, and even the chandeliers seemed to be engraved with magical runes. Many of the servants who came and went in the courtyard had a respectful attitude towards Adhan, as if they were their masters. His heart was a little fluttery, but his movements were still very restrained.

This is the life of a rich man!" said Adan in his heart.

The butler led Adan to a study. As soon as he entered, he smelled the fragrance of paper and ink, and although Adahn didn't like this kind of thing very much, he couldn't help but feel a sense of immortality. A majestic, very temperamental-looking man stood in front of him, holding a gray book in his hand.

The butler walked up to Matist's side and whispered a few words into his ear. Adain didn't hear clearly, but vaguely seemed to notice a few subtle words.

“...... Not...... Description...... Match ......"

Adain's hair stood on end. A maid brought a glass of wine, and Adamn's arm trembled as he held it.

"You're the one I'm looking for, aren't you?" Maxime also took a glass of wine and shook it in his hand, then took a sip and made a gesture to get Adahn to drink it too.

Adahn's arm trembled, and he had a vague bad premonition that he was numb from his calf to his forehead. He said, "Have you disturbed Your Excellency, or I will come back tomorrow?" because I see that it seems to be ......."

"No, I haven't learned your name yet. ”

"Uh...... My name is James. Adan swallowed and lowered his glass. Matist's gaze kept falling on the glass in his hand, and Adamn noticed it alarmingly. "I don't know who my grandfather is yet......"

"Oh, he's a former Duke of the Andarian Empire, named Duke Miró. Marcist smiled, then shook his glass again, and drank it down. "But I don't think you need to know anything like that. Really?"

"Ahem......" Adahn took a few steps back. "I think so too, why don't I come back tomorrow?"

"Why? do you want to give up such a large piece of fertile land as Miro?" Massist took a step forward and smiled sinisterly.

"I've never heard of a place called Miró in the Banished Kingdom, I guess the so-called Duke Miró must have been a knight on the Andalian continent, right?" Aidan glanced around, and decided on an excellent escape route. "Miró, I'm afraid this place is also on the Andalian continent east of Varana Island, am I right?"

Marcist chuckled coldly.

"So there's no such thing as inheritance!" said Adahn, turning sharply, trying to rush out of the room.

"Catch him!"

The previous butler jumped out of nowhere. Eddarn found the right moment to get out from under his arm, and just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he saw a row of strange men in black cloaks in front of him.

"!" Edane turned again, only to see a casserole-sized fist flying in front of him.

He fell to the ground, his eyes flashing with stars, and he heard the words that came out of Masist's mouth in a daze.

"Bring him there. This person is not our target, but it might serve as a good experiment. ”

Adam wanted to hold out a middle finger at the man, but darkness first enveloped the world in front of him.