In the dark night, a galaxy hangs, and the bright moon sheds a faint moonlight, covering the green vegetation in the manor.

Baron Benny stood at the door of his study, watching Modrian's departure, and had a good conversation, but he was still aware of Modrian's disapproval of aristocratic etiquette and confidence in his own environment.

Yes, confident!

In the eyes of Baron Benny, Modrian seemed to be unaffected by the factors that were unexpected, his tone was calm, he had a natural leadership temperament, and he never mentioned the knight chief and the elite cavalry under his command.

This change was never seen last time!

With a flicker of his gaze, Baron Benny frowned slightly as he looked at the girl with the hammer at Modrian's side, his eyes shining with a deep green glow.

Gray hair, purple crystal-like eyes, very innocent and lovely temperament, but there is a feeling of extreme danger in his heart, like once facing a terrible enemy at the gate of sorrow, the horror of wandering between life and death.

"Old man, I think you're wrong, I'm more optimistic about Modrian, you've given up, than I'm Kadir." Baron Benny looked up at the bright starlight and let out a silent sigh.

"Is this fate? What you give up is far better than what you choose. ”

During this time, he arranged for his subordinates to find out a lot of information about Modrian, and also knew the general process of the ugly things that happened in Perris Castle.

Modrian, the second son of the former noble, an indecent and mediocre man, after leaving Perris Castle, showed a dazzling brilliance that all the forces in the north of the Stoke Kingdom were eyed by.

The elegant carriage was already waiting outside the manor, and in the cold night, Modrian and Poppy returned to the Blue Strawberry Hotel.

"Lord Modrian, just before I left the manor, I noticed that Baron Benny seemed to be using some kind of magic to observe me." Bobby whispered as she returned to her room.

Modrian's expression was slightly pluignant, and then he nodded and said, "Well, I know, you have a good rest." ”

Looks like someone has noticed the people around me.

Back in his room, Modrian stood on the balcony, looking out at the brightly lit city of Edalas, thinking about things alone.

I should have expected that the changes from the former aristocratic young master to the present day are indeed worth noting.

But if you ask about the people around me, it's up to you to see if you have the ability. Modrian licked his lips, and there was an inexplicable glow in his brown pupils.

He has unconditional trust in Darius, Sain, and Bobby, and those who come into contact with them may reveal something.

"It's just a pity that I didn't get any information about the Lenwall Mountains from Uncle Benny." Modrian's mind flipped as he remembered the majestic dwarven fortress and the Yeti civilization in the caverns.

"Then only the Harriman family remains, the most powerful family in Edalas City!"

He shook the pale golden invitation in his hand, the gilded golden leaves dancing to life, hoping that Lambert guy wouldn't lie to me, otherwise he wouldn't be able to enter the door of Harriman Castle again.

Thinking of the unscrupulous eldest grandson of the Harriman family, it is time to leave the Stoke Kingdom and go to the [Lionheart] Favercard Empire.

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Early the next morning, Modrian did not rush to Harriman Castle after waking up, but took Bobbi and the Trefalli legionnaires to wander around the city of Edalas.

In fact, it was the first time he had a good visit to this bustling city known as the "Golden Crossroads".

The first two times I came to Edalas were just because I was passing through, or to attend a gathering of nobles.

In this sprawling city, comparable to the modern city of the previous era, Modrian walks through the clean and tidy streets, looking around at the scattered shops, browsing the different otherworldly atmospheres.

Different races shuttle between cities, communicate with humans normally, trade normally, and the weathered colors on their faces indicate that they are from different countries and places on the continent of Karadimos.

At the end of the day, I also walked a small part of the bustling streets of the city, and Poppy was still unsatisfied, and her cute face was full of tangles.

During the time of the Demacian Empire, although Bobby searched every corner of the country, such a large and prosperous city could be compared to Demacia.

Because the Demacian Empire was a subsistence agrarian society, the territory was filled with fertile arable land, vast tracts of uncut forests, and mineral-rich mountains.

In addition, the Demacian Empire inherited a tradition of xenophobia and isolation, albeit in part due to frequent harassment by barbarians, bandits, and other invading civilizations.

But it also fully shows that the degree of free trade in the Demacian Empire was not very developed.

The reason Poppy struggled was that she still wanted to visit the city of Edalas, a city that she found interesting, but she didn't know what to think of Modrian.

"We still have time, don't rush for a while, maybe in the future we will set foot all over the continent of Caladimos."

Modrian saw through Poppy's heart, and the tangled emotions had already been revealed on the blue face, and said with a smile and stroking the gray-white double ponytail.

The sunset shone crimson like a golden edge on every building in the city of Edalas, like a temple in the sky.

Outside the Blue Strawberry Hotel, Modrian met Needham who had left the group in the middle, the Trefali legionnaire who seemed to have waited a long time, his indifferent face stained with a little dust.

"Is there an answer over there?"

Modrian questioned Needham, who had sent him to Harriman Castle with a homemade prayer note during his previous visit to Edallas, praying that he would not be kicked out.

"It was the Atley butler of Harriman Castle who met me and replied that we could go and visit Count Raphael at any time, and that they welcomed us very well." Needham said in a deep voice.

Shrugging his shoulders, Modrian's fair face smiled, he knew that although Lambert looked unreliable, he didn't deceive him, and it seemed that this trip to Harriman Castle could be made.

You can have a good rest tonight, go to Harriman Castle at noon tomorrow, and you can also have a lunch by the way, the food of the previous noble banquet, he has not forgotten, it is the most delicious food he has eaten in the continent of Calradimos.

However, the visit could not be carried out empty-handed, and the relationship between the Harriman family was only a friendly relationship between him and Lambert, and it was not as deeply connected as that of Baron Benny.

Modrian rummaged through the contents of the Space Ring, except for the things he bought in the city of Edalas today, there was not much space left, and the books stacked in a corner attracted his attention. (The space ring has a space of 3 cubes)