Chapter Seventy-One: About the Continent of Karadimos (1)
The ancient Harriman Castle sits in the southwest corner of the city of Edalas, with its boulder-stacked walls glowing faintly red in the sunlight.
Coming from the corner of the street, Modrian can clearly feel the aura left over from the iron-blooded war, which is quite awe-inspiring.
"Modrian Knight, we meet again."
In front of the castle, Atley's butler, who was wearing a black dress, had been waiting for a long time, and when he saw Modrian's arrival, he said loudly.
"It's an honor to be here at Harriman Castle again." Modrian bowed slightly, his flat eyes swept over the column of elite guards standing in front of him.
The silver-white armor was matched with the long sword at his waist, and the thick aura concealed the subtle flow of life energy, and it was obvious that the Harriman family attached great importance to his arrival.
But Modrian felt that he was taking it too seriously, because these elite guards were all extraordinary professionals who had entered the knighthood.
The Harriman family is the master of Edalas City, and they are considered top nobles in the entire Stoke Kingdom, why is he impressed?
Doubts flooded with Modri's peace of mind, and he controlled his expression and asked with a smile, "Has Lambert already left?" I'd like to see him before he leaves. ”
"I'm afraid the Modian knight is going to be disappointed, Young Master Lambert left the castle a month ago and went to the Favercade Empire." Meticulously manicured gray hair was draped over Atley's butler's head, and a smile was always on his gentle face.
"Really? That's a shame. Modrian said with a little helplessness.
"Please come in, the luncheon is ready, Lord Raphael has probably arrived at the banquet hall." Butler Atley ended the small talk with a smile and guided Modrian into Harriman Castle.
The grey road stretches from the gate to the interior of the castle, and Modrian and Poppy follow behind Atley's butler, taking in the beautiful scenery of the castle.
Compared with Baron Benny's mansion, it is strong and square, with a more solemn atmosphere.
In the banquet hall, Modrian met the actual ruler of the city of Edallas, the old man he had seen from afar, Count Raphael.
Under the arrangement of Atley's butler, Modrian sat at the top of the long table on the left, and Poppy sat in turn.
"Count Raphael, I have heard Lambert say that you like books on spells, and this time I have brought you a few to express my gratitude." Modrian said respectfully.
Facing the top boss of the Stoke Kingdom, he consciously lowered his body and took out a few spell books from the space ring and handed them over.
"Really? I didn't say I liked spell books, could it be that Lambert kid was mistaken? The silver-haired old man laughed when he saw Modrian's embarrassed expression.
"Hahaha, just kidding, thank you for the gift!"
Butler Atley, who was standing on the side, took the spell book from Modrian's hand, and his gentle face was also full of smiles.
Modrian breathed a sigh of relief, seeing Count Raphael's casual appearance, he also knew why Lambert was so unscrupulous, and it was really not a family that did not enter the door.
And the unfathomable aura of Count Raphael, he has only seen it in Darius, and even Sain and Poppy are somewhat inferior to it, as for the actual combat power, it is unknown.
In this case, in the face of such a top powerhouse and aristocratic tycoon, he asked straight to the point: "Count Raphael, I don't know if you know anything about the situation inside the Lomwall Mountains?" ”
"I don't know!" Count Raphael also replied quite decisively, he looked at Modrian interestingly, the little guy who didn't care about the banquet before, but he didn't expect it to be a little in line with his taste now.
Without the hypocrisy of some nobles, since they give gifts, they will definitely have something to ask for, and they have never beaten around the bush in their words, and they have directly explained it.
"But you can check out the library in the castle, maybe there's the information you're looking for."
"Thank you, Count Raphael."
Modrian's eyes lit up, his fair face was full of gratitude, and in general, the library in the castle of the top nobles was the place where the knowledge and information accumulated over the centuries were located.
For example, there is a small library in Perris Castle, but it is only the accumulation of twenty years, and the knowledge he remembers comes from there.
Although he didn't know why Count Raphael would help him so much, he confessed to exploring the fortress of Lakstak and establishing a territory as soon as possible.
Having received the answer he wanted, Modrian hurriedly enjoyed the perfect food, and then left the banquet hall with Poppy, and Count Raphael did not blame.
For the aristocracy, profit is the ultimate pursuit, big or small, but upfront investment is one of the ways to obtain huge benefits.
After the Battle of the Aaronse Hills, Count Raphael was very optimistic about Modrian, so Lambert visited Fort Delvo, and he did not intervene.
After all, in the northern part of the Stoke Kingdom, the title of the Jeffrey family [Grand Duke of the North] still has a lot of influence.
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The Harriman family's library is a silver-white minaret with golden patterns carved into the walls and eaves that adorn this delicate and ornate building.
Modrian stood in front of the door, looking at what appeared to be some kind of metal iron door, with a faint light vein on the surface, and a golden leaf in the center.
As he grasped the doorknob, he clearly sensed three subtle mental fluctuations emerging, passing past him and Bobby, as well as Butler Atley behind him, before dissipating.
Stepping into the library, Modrian found that it was really large, far more than the library at Perris Castle.
As far as the eye can see, the whole library has about 4 floors, and there are many bookshelves on the walls of each floor.
On each row of bookshelves, there are heavy books neatly placed, with different materials and colors, but they are carefully placed according to classification.
"Modian Knight, you can rest assured that if there is something, you can ring the bell here, and there will be a special reception." Butler Atley whispered as he pointed to the bell behind the door.
"Okay, excuse me." Modrian thanked Butler Atley.
After watching Butler Atli leave the library, Modrian casually browsed the books on the first floor, most of which recorded the history of the continent of Calradimos and some records of human customs.
Pulled out a thick and old book, called "The Development of the Karadimos Continent", and there were few traces of it.
Modrian was interested, sat on the seat on the side of the bookshelf, and read carefully, the memory information of the predecessor was basically useless now, and under the mediocre personality, the knowledge remembered was not too much.
In the process of flipping through the pages, he found that his memory seemed to have strengthened a lot, and he could basically record the information on each page at a glance, and it was exactly the same.