The nights of Karthas were dry and cold in the Northland winter, and he lifted the brim of his hat with a thick frayed brim—

With half-length brown hair and an ochre-yellow dogskin hat, he deliberately relaxed his usually straight back, and from the looks of it, he had a bit of a businessman's charm.

Eve walked ahead of him, and the combination of the merchant and the maiden was too eye-catching, and the two kept a distance, looking like two passers-by by chance—

"Thank you, Mr. Gross."

The girl's steps were not fast, and as she walked, the two of them got closer and closer - Gross didn't have much of a mess at this time, all he wanted was to find the merchant Ignati Woods and deliver the task.

Eve whispered to him, and the faint body fragrance of a girl penetrated into his nose.

He smiled dumbly.

At this time, he remembered that he was no longer the virtual game character in his previous life, but a living young man - he nodded, and did not refuse the girl's thanks:

"What's next for you and your father? I mean, are you going to leave Karthus? ”

He asked.

In the past, he, like most other players, had left the natives alone, but now, according to the basic self-consistent story logic of the world of Illuson, it was clearly not a wise choice for the merchant Ignati Woods and his daughter to stay in Calthus.

He and his companions may be leaving tomorrow. And in the southern city of Karthas, the "Dragon's Eye Brotherhood" is still an underground organization that makes the common people smell bad, and in terms of the status and status of merchants, there is almost no hope of resistance-

He could have rescued Eve once, but he couldn't stay here for long, keeping the father and daughter safe.

Thinking of the "Black Dragon Eye", there were still many girls like Eve, and his mood suddenly felt a little heavy and depressed-

The objectively existing Elantt Code is completely an ornament in this year, and ordinary people are like ants in the face of the high-ranking nobles and those wanton minions.

"Strife", according to the background of the story in the game, if ordinary people do not have enough strength, they are indeed as humble as ants, and they will eventually become grass mustard for others to harvest in the troubled times in the later times.

"I don't know, maybe I should ask my dad."

Eve seemed to have something in mind, her mood was a little low, and she shook her head, her gray hair caressing her cheeks in the night breeze.

Gross was silent, and he felt compelled to make some personal advice to the businessman Ignati Woods.

……

The quill wandered over the fresh, ironed parchment, the tip of the pen dipped in ink, and the lord of Kartha, Maddock Collins, was at his desk reading official documents and letters—

Concerning the harvest of this year's agriculture in the Karthasian region, the population registered in the various trades of the territory, the collection of taxes everywhere, the expenditure of the standing army, the correspondence of other nobles in the vicinity, etc.

Inside the metallic bronze lamp, the burning wick glowed softly orange, and in front of the side of his left hand, an antique vase on a wooden shelf left a faint shadow on the wall.

Pages of official documents were opened and reviewed, and he looked at them very carefully, and the work in political affairs has always been a boring and boring thing, but for decades, he has always enjoyed it.

The sky changed from hazy and faint to silent darkness.

After a period of work, he stood up from the precious mahogany chair with intricate carvings, and the fingers of his right hand were clenched into fists, and he gently pounded the part of his lower back—

He was an old man in his fifties, but the passage of time was not evident to him. He paced back and forth on the dark red carpet in the middle of the study, and the joints of his legs and feet were still so light, vigorous, and energetic.

He was full of spirit, and he wore a black piageate gown with fine workmanship and a slim fit, reflecting the good figure he had maintained over the years.

The silver buttons shone in the light, and the silver hair was neatly combed back. His face did not have the unsightly age spots and wrinkles common to people of his age, and judging by his appearance alone, he was more like a mild-mannered middle-aged aristocratic gentleman.

This is one of the three powerful earls of Northdinogo, Madock Collins.

After putting down the quill and leaving the desk, he put his hands behind his back and walked to a pot of dark green orchids on the windowsill, which looked out on the terrace of the building, and along the terrace, he looked into the distance at night view of Karsas.

The blue sky is bright and the moon is bright, the starlight is few, and you can faintly see the undulating and rounded lines of the buildings in the city, in this city full of Romanesque buildings, the lights are lit up in the dark night, and the intertwined light shows its prosperity, which also makes people's eyes a little confused.

Just half an hour earlier, he had received news from his eldest son, Andrew, that Princess Samantha of the royal family had arrived in Karthas at nearly six o'clock tonight with Baron Fred Wolf of Taron.

This is extremely important news.

For the arrival of the princess, the Karthas side has been preparing for this for many days, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a careful and grand arrangement-

The contemporary countess of the Collins family, the princess of the previous royal family, Linna, who is now renamed Lina Collins, has spoken about it more than once on his pillow these days.

Although this lady has long been a member of the Collins family and has given birth to a boy and a daughter for him, she still has not forgotten the Edwin royal family in the royal capital of Elva -

She repeatedly told her to give her niece a decent reception that was up to the standards of a member of the royal family.

What a nagging wife.

Thinking of his wife, Count Maddock Collins couldn't help but have a faint smile on his face—

This lady has been in charge of the family for many years, and has kept the whole Collins family in good order, and it is fair to say that as the Earl's wife, she has done an excellent job in this role.

Although sometimes, there are still some small personalities that belong to women's families.

But then again, for that Princess Samantha, Madoc still has a vague impression -

When he returned to Elva with his wife, Lina, he still vaguely remembered that it was a quiet, taciturn little girl, like a follower, who always stayed by His Majesty Edwin's side. As for the specific appearance, he couldn't remember a single star for a while.

It seems that when people get old, it is always easy to forget something.

He reminisced about some of the past. At this time, a maid who had served for many years came over and stood outside the door of the study, and there was a knock on the door.

Two very rhythmic light sounds.

"Sarah, is that you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Come in."

He turned around and replied faintly.