Derek looked up, and the dark night outside the windowsill was like a mist, the silver moonlight was refracted in the light and mist, and everything seemed to have an illusory and hazy sense of unreality—

The sound of a loud and noisy voice is still in my ears.

Beneath his scrawny, skinny chest, his heart was beating faster.

Little did he know that because of this night's decision, he would embark on a different path in life.

……

A colorful butterfly flapped its wings in the forest, and soon after, following the breath of the wind flowing everywhere and the unknown currents of the sea, a majestic storm began to rage on the other side—

A small butterfly will never have the power to change the heavens and the earth. However, in such a real world, some things are like dominoes in a row, and a small impact can eventually make a huge difference.

The progress of history has its own set of deductible logic.

In the original world of Illuson, there was indeed a bandit leader like Gross, who was born in the mountains, but if he followed a normal trajectory, it would be impossible for this bandit leader to travel east and west and come to Karsas, the capital of Nogo, several times.

In fact, long after Gross decided to come to the Northlands, something was destined to change.

Because of the game memories of his previous life, Gross remembered the "Rebellion of Ambition" with Diel's undead in the Year of the Red Moon, and in order to improve his combat power, he helped the merchant Ignati Woods to rescue the girl Eve from the hands of the Dragon's Eye Brotherhood.

And because of this incident, he met the young master Sidney of the lord's family, and had to postpone the delivery of this task until the night, just in time, Princess Samantha and her party came to Kartass, and the bounty hunter of "Pablo's Blood Thorn" launched a long-planned assassination -

Gross first slaughtered the "dark clown" Dondy, and later, he later met the "old mercenary" Congreve at the city's musical theater.

In the original historical line, although the bounty hunter of "Pablo's Blood" failed in the assassination operation, Congreve and his party finally left Karthas unharmed-

The moment Gross drew his sword, Congreve's fate slipped into the abyss of misery.

The clash of swords attracts two griffon knights of Karthas, Dardanelle and Pyne.

After that, Congreve's escape, an unexpected encounter with Derek -

The old man died on the street outside the "Traveler's House".

A former legion scout and now a tavern waiter, Derek has earned the genre inheritance of "Pablo's Bloodthorn" -

Unfortunately, it was not only an assassin who died in this world, but also an old man who loved his granddaughter. When the night passed, Boomer, who was far away in Lazis, had a lonely little girl from this moment.

The so-called malicious intent of speculating on fate is probably so.

The little girl named "Nini" didn't know these things yet.

Derek clutched the old yellowed parchment roll in his hand, but at this time, his brown pupils were in a state of distraction—

The thoughts of the mind quickly drifted to another place along with the contents of the letter.

Boomer.

In the past twenty years of his life, Derek has never left Nogo in the Northlands, but now he suddenly has a bold idea-

Perhaps it was, an important decision.

Putting down the parchment roll, his gaze lingered on Rael in the money bag and then on the letter.

Although the old man had not asked him for anything, he felt that he had to do something.

……

Inside the castle lord's mansion, the dew condensed on the gray and white stone bricks of the flower beds, shining with the moonlight. Margaret turned her head and saw the young nobleman who was whispering her name—

"Miss Margaret."

The young nobleman saluted politely, he bowed slightly, the palm of his right hand was on the side of his chest, and his little finger landed on one of the ribs at the bottom—

According to the physiological structure of the human body, this position on the surface of the body is closest to the heart, and in the etiquette of the aristocracy, it represents a sincere and sincere request for communication.

Whether in terms of demeanor, words or manners, his performance was impeccable-

Even the most demanding ceremonial officer could hardly find fault with his performance, and he was a textbook model for accosting a young lady.

"You are?"

The aristocratic daughter's eyes widened, and she had just seen two griffons flying higher and higher in the blue night, and at this time her heart was in a state of great curiosity and excitement—

Although she was a little unhappy because she had met her former classmate and hated competitor, Miss Radia Klein, she was a little unhappy, but the girl's temperament was like the weather in summer, and it was always easy to change.

At this cocktail party, she didn't have some plans to make friends with young and handsome people.

The conversation between the two began with a humorous self-introduction by the young nobleman -

At their level of status, unrealistic boasting has become a bargaining trick. The aristocrats of the Karthus region were closely related to each other, and almost everyone knew the details of each other, so it was more appropriate to be honest with each other in certain matters.

Picking up girls has always been a highly technical job.

Wayne on the side looked at the scene in front of the guardrail of the corridor, his face couldn't help but be slightly surprised, and he held a soft wattle beside him-

It was the outstretched arm of his young wife, and the two looked at each other thoughtfully, and then continued to look at Margaret in unison.

This is?

In just three words, it's a hot hookup!

Margaret covered her mouth and chuckled—

The young nobleman's name was Edgar Croft, and he was known in the city of Karthas for his suave manners, and he had a great deal of experience in the minds of these noble maidens.

Even if this young lady is a mage, she is still a normal woman after all-

The corners of Edgar Croft's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smug smile. Of course, he had no hypocrisy about Miss Margaret's pursuit.

It's going much smoother than expected.

At this moment, the nobles who walked out of the reception hall heard the movement-

The horse-drawn carriage of the knight made its way through the bare tree-lined roads of the garden, stopping in front of the tall, majestic building.

The well-dressed aristocratic men and women put down their ongoing conversation and looked at each other. In addition to these nobles with good status, some well-known local people, such as the musician Madame Rodolin, etc., also stood on tiptoe to pay attention.

Baron Andrew Collins dismounted and stood beside the carriage, and Fred Wolff, a knight from Talon, stepped forward and pulled up the curtain on the carriage—

A slender and tall figure walked down slowly.

The real protagonist of the reception, Princess Samantha.

Although it was late in the evening, the reception showed no signs of becoming deserted in order to welcome the princess from the royal family of Elva.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Samantha said with a smile on her serene face and a snow-white velvet cloak.

Tonight's cocktail party in the City Lord's Mansion officially began.