Even as he lay in bed, Charles was still thinking about the merchant he had met tonight, and he wondered how a merchant could have such an uninhibited attitude. He turned and walked away after saying that to himself, ignoring his own retention, and Charles became more and more curious about him.

Charles couldn't sleep a little, and he couldn't help but toss and turn in bed at the thought that he would soon be recognized by the Empire.

The night was deeper, and the mirror-like moonlight hung in the sky, pouring the light as clear as flowing water on the earth. From time to time, I heard the footsteps of soldiers patrolling outside, and their whispers.

The days of running and exerting had already exhausted Charles, and solving a major incident had made him relax physically and mentally, and he finally fell asleep.

In his dream, he saw his home, and his mother in front of the castle beckoned to him, and he ran to her with joy, and the petals fell from the sky like rain, and the rainbow hung high in the sky. Charles threw himself into his mother's arms, his sister was smiling while eating, the butler was holding his little brother and looking at him helplessly, and his father was smiling and caressing his head. Everything is so beautiful and full of dreams.

Suddenly all the good things were gone, and suddenly he saw Maxim and them again, and all of them came to life in his dream. His neighbor's bloody body dragged by the horse, the blackened body of the girl, Maxim who spurted blood with a big hole in his throat, Baron Mika who was smiling at him with his heart exposed, the bandit who looked at him with resentment, all of them made terrible noises, they all wanted to kill him! All of the people he had killed looked at him fiercely, and then they reached out and grabbed Charles.

Charles yelled in horror like a helpless child.

Everything in front of him slowly faded away, and the wooden ceiling of the hotel room appeared in front of his eyes. He suddenly realized that he was just having a nightmare, that there was nothing to be afraid of, that they were all dead, and that the dead were not qualified to challenge the living.

Charles shook his head and stood up, picking up the cold water on the table. It wasn't until he drank all the cold water that he felt his violently beating heart slowly ease.

He went to the window and opened it, realizing that it was dawn.

At this time, the sky has slightly exposed the protein, and the clouds are gathering on the edge of the sky, as if soaked in blood, showing a faint red. In the distance, the pale cyan sky was dotted with a few remnant stars, and the earth was hazy, like a layer of silver-gray light veil. This faint veil permeated the streets and alleys, enveloping the city, and although the sun was not yet visible, it was already beginning to emit a burning smell.

Slowly the streets and alleys began to be lively, and the crowd gradually appeared on the avenues, and a new day began again.

Charles called for hot water and breakfast as usual, but now that he had no money to give to the fellow, he looked a little upset. The Charles now only hoped that he would get what he wanted before his last dinar was spent, or else he would really have to sleep on the streets like a beggar.

After eating and drinking, Charles came out into the street, his first real visit to the imperial capital, and just as he was ready to go shopping, a child of twelve or thirteen years old stopped his way: "Are you Mr. Charles?" Shire. Bourbon? ”

Charles looked at him curiously: "Yes, that's right, I'm Charles, can I help you?" ”

He looked overjoyed: "Great! I'm glad I arrived early, otherwise you'd have left, and I'll have to find it! ”

As he spoke, he took out a letter of appointment from his bag behind him, as well as a letter that he didn't know the contents.

"My lord! A replica of your title and your family crest! I have another adult to send, so I'll take my leave! Goodbye, sir! The boy hurried away as he spoke.

Charles couldn't help but feel a little unreal when he held the things in his hand, and the things he thought about day and night were so easy to get?

While he was happy, he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, in the eyes of the big people in the imperial capital, he was just a little-known person, they didn't care whether he, the viscount of the empire, was real or not, and even the messenger was such a stinky child. Stung deeply by this contempt, Charles looked at the city in front of him and swore in his heart that he would one day come back and trample under his feet all those who looked down on him!

He opened the letter, and the content of the letter was very simple, it was to praise his family's loyalty and great contributions, and hoped that Charles would make more contributions to the empire, but at the end of the letter was attached a picture of what was said to be his family crest. When Charles saw the picture for the first time, he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, these despised creatures had mistaken his family crest!

Charles angrily came to the front of the secretariat, and found that it was already crowded with people at this moment. He didn't have the money to pretend like he did yesterday, and just as he was frustrated and didn't know how to get in, he saw Hank's bastard.

He took a big step in front of him, and Hank frowned and looked at Charles and said, "It's you, aren't you done yet?" ”

Charles angrily raised the pattern in his hand: "See clearly, this is not my family crest at all!" ”

He squinted at the picture and said, "That's right, isn't it just tulips?" “

Charles was even more angry, and he said furiously, "I don't have this circle of flames in my family crest!" “

Hank smiled contemptuously, "That looks better, doesn't it?" Actually, to be honest, you're just an insignificant viscount, who cares what is drawn on your flag, don't think of yourself too much, little people! “

Charles couldn't restrain himself any longer, took out the white handkerchief in his pocket and threw it in his face: "I'm going to duel with you, you filthy nasty embryo!" “

He was frightened by Charles's actions, he definitely didn't expect Charles to do this to him in front of so many people. His face was red and white, but he didn't respond to Charles' request for a duel. Seeing the lively crowd start to heckle, words like cowards are thrown at him like money.

His face began to turn purple, and he said in a trembling voice, "Okay, I promise you!" “

Charles drew the sword from his waist and said, "That's great, let's get started!" “

He shuddered and took out his rapier and stabbed straight at Charles as he saluted, and the crowd immediately burst into boos.

His skill was too poor in Charles' opinion, and Charles effortlessly picked off the tip of his stabbing sword, then took a step forward and slammed the hilt into his self-righteous face.

When the duel was over, Hank was sitting on the side with his face covered and crying, and the people watching the excitement were obviously dissatisfied, and they were all very angry about this anticlimactic duel. But in any case, Charles couldn't kill him easily, this was the imperial capital, and he couldn't guarantee what the consequences would be if he killed Hank. However, the humiliation that Charles brought to him today is probably something that he will not be able to shake off for the rest of his life.

The boy in the white hat from yesterday ran to Charles's side, looked at the scene that was starting to get a little out of control, and said in a panic, "Sir, you have caused a big deal!" “