However, when Rand opened the letter, he found that although the name of the letter was the Duke of Winton, the content of the letter was not written by the Duke of Winton, as could be seen from the sentence at the beginning of the letter.

To my dear son, Rand Capet.

Hell, there's no way the Duke of Winton could have spoken to himself in such a tone.

Looking further, Rand breathed a sigh of relief.

Except for a few pleasantries at the beginning, the rest of the letter is actually just an invitation.

At the end of the first month of spring, the Duke of Winton will host a grand reception in the Imperial City, attended by people from all walks of life, including officials and heirs of powerful families.

This is a gathering of elites from all walks of life, nobles who control soldiers and horses, merchants who are rich and armoured, and successors of military commanders, all of whom have the same characteristics and are very capitalized.

Whether it's in wealth, or in power.

Such gatherings are held for one purpose in mind: to make it easier for participants to find partners who bring common interests.

If a merchant wants to expand his market in a certain area, he must agree with the ruler of the territory to achieve a unity of interest and establish a cooperative relationship.

The ruler gave the merchants a place to do business, and the merchants brought tangible benefits to the rulers.

It's a win-win situation.

This is a grand event for the exchange of resources and wealth.

But based on past experience, Rand was not eligible to attend this meeting.

Not for anything else, but because the Kongdu Territory was so poor that the merchants could not benefit from the rand at all.

But this time, the Duke of Winton made an exception to give Rand the right to participate, which surprised Rand a little.

In addition to the unexpected, there is excitement.

The opportunity to have such an exchange of resources is extremely precious to Rand.

What do you want!

I'm worried about the weapons being made, and there is no specific sales channel.

And right now, these warlords and wealthy businessmen who participated in the reception are the best sales targets!

In the era of war, how important advanced weapons are, there is no need for Rand to remind those nobles who have military power, as long as they see the power of muskets, Rand believes that it will inevitably trigger a rush to buy.

......

Shadow sat alone at the top of the watchtower, and although the weather was starting to warm up now, the cold wind of the early morning still felt a little biting.

But he didn't seem to feel the cold wind at all, and he was wearing only a thin linen robe, and he leaned on the top of the watchtower with his hands on the back of his head, and the long knife that never left his side remained quietly by his side.

Today's weather is not bad, the sun is slowly revealing its true face from the mountains in the east, the warm sunlight dispels a trace of chill, and the river in the distance is dyed a layer of red, like a colorful river in a fairy tale.

Shadow didn't know how long it had been since she had been like this, lying relaxed in the warm sun.

It seems that from the day when one's ability awakened, everything that normal people can enjoy is far away from themselves.

Death, pursuit, flight, hunting.

Along with their own, there are only these cold and disgusting events.

Shadow squinted, he stretched, and the commander reminded him of the town where he lived with his parents when he was a child, and although it was equally shabby and barren, he was able to enjoy the warmth of family and loved ones.

His father was a groom who was employed by the town's nobles, and although his salary was not much, it was enough to cover the family's expenses, and occasionally buy some meat and wine to improve his life.

Shadow still remembers that every time his father finished drinking, he would always hug his young self with a red face and talk non-stop.

Every father always has great expectations for his son.

At this time, my mother would always sit next to me, sewing and mending my father's clothes, while looking at myself and my father with a loving smile on her face.

Shadow exhaled softly, and now remembered that it had been nearly ten years since he had left his hometown.

Recalling the day when his ability was awakened, Shadow still felt a little stuffy in his chest, and his peaceful life had changed drastically at that moment.

With the frightened and disgusted gazes of the relatives, the neighbors, who had always been kind, lifted their hoes and axes, and looked at themselves as if they were looking at a fierce beast.

As if he was afraid that he would hurt them.

"Kill him! He's a demon seed!"

"Oh my God, this is the devil incarnate, and he actually appeared in our village. ”

"Go to the church and ask the priest, only the fire of divine punishment can kill the devil!"

The shadow was at a loss, not knowing what he had done wrong.

The father prayed desperately to the villagers, but was beaten badly, and even the mother was attacked by these villagers who had become crazy because of fear, and the shadow cried and knelt down to them, but did not get any tolerance.

"He's a demon seed, he's going to bring us disaster, how can we possibly let him survive?"

In the confusion, the shadow only remembered this one sentence.

Later, Shadow only remembers that his father desperately snatched a horse and let his mother flee with him, but he was caught by the priest who arrived later.

One knife, only one knife was used.

The priest ended his father's life.

"Harbor those who have escaped from the devil, and be guilty of the same crime as the devil!" shouted the priest, and the villagers trembled and fell to their knees.

But the shadow's fate did not end there, and in the war-torn era, an unarmed woman walking in the wilderness with a child was an easy target, especially when the thieves looked at the horse that the shadow mother was riding.

If you sell it on the black market, you can exchange it for at least 200 silver coins.

The shadow and the mother, like a piece of fat, are completely unguarded in front of the beast.

During the night, two strong male thieves plundered them, and after robbing them of all their belongings, the thieves chose to kill the Shadow's mother, who was overwhelmed with anger and sanity as he witnessed all this.

He used all his powers.

When he plunged the iron knife into the thief's heart, Shadow remembered that the expression on the other man's face was extremely rich.

Puzzled, shocked, flustered, frightened.

It turned out to be such an easy thing to take people's lives.

The young shadow stood between the corpses of the enemy and his parents, as if he understood something.

A few days later, the village of Shadow's home was sacked, and the only priest of the church was found dead on the lighthouse, his body kneeling, facing east, as if in repentance.

That's the direction in which Father Shadow's death.

Since then, there has been a record of a demon seed on the Holy See's hunt list.

Shadow.

The level of danger is extremely high.

When you find a trail, wipe it out immediately!