How long does it take for an urgent express letter to travel from the city of Elroy to Norton, the capital of the Barron Kingdom?

The answer is less than a second, just put the envelope in a black box and activate the device to teleport the envelope to a place thousands of miles away in one second, this is a long-distance communication system established by the royal mage at that time hundreds of years ago in the Kingdom of Baron, in order to stabilize domestic politics and increase the means of confronting foreign enemies, now after the turbulent era, this set of contact information that was top secret at that time was officially open and civilian.

Of course, it can only support the transmission of some lighter substances, and there is a large fee for use.

"Ding, ding, ding."

In the post office of Norton, the capital, a pleasant bell rang, and the young messenger who was collecting the letter looked at the place where the sound came from in some surprise, and the sound came from a metal box placed on a separate platform, he knew that this thing, every time it was used, it cost to pay hundreds of palums for the express delivery device, and the specific principle was only understood by those mysterious spellcasters.

Even in the most prosperous capital of the Kingdom of Barron, I don't know if this thing can ring once a day.

Soon, the post office staff who heard the news were responsible for recording the information of the letter and then handing it over to the messenger for delivery, and the young messenger was sure that he was favored by the goddess luck that day, and the salary of delivering an express letter was worth his work all day.

"Address: Rose Manor, Attn: Count Devon Henrietta." The young messenger couldn't help but let out a low cry when he saw the message in the envelope, a noble count was a great man even in the capital of the kingdom with so many nobles, not to mention that this Count Devon Henrietta belonged to the well-known existence of Norton.

Count Devon Henrietta was a representative of the up-and-coming aristocracy of the university and vice president of the Barron Kingdom Literary Society, and he was the author of many well-known poetry collections, known as the "poet of Norton", for which he was praised by the Queen, and his social status was not inferior to that of royalty.

Express letters are usually only allowed to be delivered to me, and the young messenger is excited to think that he will have the opportunity to see this legend with his own eyes, which is a great show off.

"Ding, ding, ding."

After the young messenger had left, the sound of express mail arriving at the post office was heard again, and several express mail messages were sent one after another, addressed to Count Devon Henrietta.

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"The fifth, it looks like it should be the last."

Devon Henrietta received the express letter from the messenger and signed his name, the envelope was thick, containing at least dozens of pages, and it seemed that five express letters in a row could not be transmitted all at once.

"If you can pay for five express letters, that guy should have a good life." He glanced at the name on the letter: Scott Adams, the two had been good friends in college, they were both obsessed with literature, and although they went their separate ways after graduation, they still used letters to keep in touch, and it was the first time in so many years that he had received an express letter from Scott.

Back in his study, his special study is spacious and luxurious, with bookshelves more than three people high standing on two walls, and a huge floor-to-ceiling window leading to the balcony outside, and the beige roller blinds that hang down on the ground are covered with delicate patterns, and every centimeter is a masterpiece of hand-woven by craftsmen. The only way to remove books from the high shelves is a large movable bookshelf ladder that leans on the floor, and there are desks for office work and a casual salon in the study, where servants meticulously organize the dishes and metal spoons can illuminate the figures.

On the table in front of the sofa were plates of snacks and fruits, followed by another letter.

It was the same letter sent to him by Scott Adams, but it was not an express letter, it had just arrived in his hands this afternoon, and the envelope was no different from that of an ordinary book.

After dismantling it all, Devon was given a bound novel, a copy of the novel that had not yet been bound, and a letter.

"Is this a novel? This section doesn't even have the number of pages marked, so it can only be arranged in the order in which it was sent. Devon Henrietta smelled something extraordinary about what had caused that Scott to be so eager to send this novel to himself.

He opened the envelope attached to the non-express letter and read it carefully, which told about the predicament of Scott, he came across a very good novel, and he was full of praise for it, but the novel was not in a good situation, because it was blocked by the largest local publishing house for some complicated reasons, and Scott wanted to know that the novel could be published in the kingdom's capital and even the entire kingdom.

"A good work is indeed commendable, but he should know that I will not abuse my position because of personal relationships." He put down the envelope and muttered to himself, and when he picked up the novel, he saw the strange cover of a gentleman dressed in formal dress contrasting sharply with a down-and-out prisoner, with the title "The Count of Monte Cristo" written on the right.

"Noisy and spoiled." He frowned and commented, although the cover was indeed good-looking, he paid more attention to the content of the novel, and if the content of the novel did not satisfy him, this gorgeous cover would definitely make him more angry.

After opening the novel and reading it, his expression gradually became focused.

Soon, the content of the novel dispelled his negative thoughts about the novelty cover, and he was somewhat reluctant to put down the novel in his hand, go outside to prepare a cup of strong coffee, and instruct the servants not to disturb him reading even when it was meal time.

He had to be fully prepared to evaluate the novel well.

In just ten minutes, he had already understood what his friend had said in the letter, and this novel did show the potential to be an excellent work.

"The background of the story is set in the Augustinian Kingdom hundreds of years ago, but the author must not have studied the political trend at that time, and the nobles are not monolithic, well~ As a novel, the background does not need to be investigated." He flipped through the novel and continued to evaluate, and he was so engrossed that he didn't even touch the cup of coffee.

Scrolling further, he saw another feature of The Count of Monte Cristo, illustrations drawn with strange drawing techniques, and the scene matched the content of the previous novel.

"She seems to be very suitable for her identity and character, and it can be seen that the painter must have studied the cultural field of the Augustinian kingdom, and the architectural style and the details of the costume are very good." Devon Henrietta bowed her head as she looked at Mercertes' illustrations, which were part of Harvey's consultation with Diana.

After reading the first half of The Count of Monte Cristo, which made him breathless, he turned his attention to the unprocessed manuscripts of the next novel.

The first half of the novel alone is a testament to Scott's praise, and the second half of the novel can certainly become another classic in the Barron kingdom literary scene if it can maintain its quality.

"A novel of an innovative nature! The use of vocabulary is very novel, the meaning of the punctuation marks is concise and easy to understand, and the content of the novel is so engrossing that I would like to read it in one sitting. Scottrade must have known this and sent the contents of the second half of the book by express mail. He closed The Count of Monte Cristo and stroked the cover of the novel with his right hand looking excited, for it had been a long time since he had seen a work that made him lose track of time.

Before he knew it, it was evening, and looking at the unprocessed manuscript of the novel in the dim light made Diven Henrietta's eyes uncomfortable, but he devoted himself to the novel and deciphered every character or plot of the novel.

If the first half of the book depicts the depression before the storm, the second half is a chaotic storm that destroys the world, involving all his intellect and all his emotional impulses, his thoughts drift with the tide, he forgets everything about reality, and takes on the identity of the Count of Monte Cristo to complete his feast of revenge.