Ten days later.

Willy rode a great horse, and beside him, the high-spirited Sandor and several cavalrymen followed.

At this time, they had just returned to the town after patrolling around the tunzi and village under White Bear Town.

As the new baron of the realm, Willy needs to figure out the current situation under White Bear Town. Otherwise, it is not enough to know the territory situation only from the written level.

The lack of information will cause him to deviate from the expected results when making certain decisions in the future, so Willy worked hard once, and it took about ten days to roughly walk through White Bear Town.

"Lord Baron, you have been visited this morning by a gentleman who claims to be your friend. ”

No sooner had Willy ridden into the manor than he saw the guard guarding the gate come up and report to him.

"My friend, what's his name?"

Willy was a little surprised.

He didn't say who he was, he just said that you would definitely meet him. ”

The guard replied truthfully.

Willy frowned, saying that he was a friend of his own but did not give the guards names, which seemed a bit unruly.

None of my friends would do such a thing.

"Where is he now?"

Willy asked.

"Since you weren't there, we didn't dare to snub him, so we invited him to the side hall next to the living room. ”

The guard was a little weak-hearted, and he peeked at Willy's expression, lest the baron reproach them for letting the stranger in.

But at that time, they couldn't help it, after all, no one knew what the relationship between this stranger and Willy was. If someone who is really close to him is neglected by himself, he must also bear the wrath of the baron.

"Okay, I got it. ”

Willy nodded, not showing any angry expression.

He was also well aware of the difficulties of the guards, so he did not deliberately make things difficult.

It's just that he wonders who this friend really is.

Willy handed his horse to the guards, and walked alone towards the side hall.

As soon as he reached the door of the side hall, before he could enter, Willy heard the voice of a strange man complaining.

"Why hasn't your baron come yet, and he's so sloppy with such an esteemed guest!" the man said in a very impatient tone, "besides, your tea is really hard to swallow, is it all brewed directly from seawater? A salty smell directly lowers your baron's status." ”

Willy raised an eyebrow, no longer hesitated, but went straight into the side hall.

As soon as he entered, Willy saw a middle-aged man with a dessert in his mouth.

He was about forty years of age, slightly chubby, dark-skinned, and wore a crooked, dusty gentleman's hat and a black gown that was still wrinkled. The cane he had placed on the table had cracked, and the upper of his shoe was covered in mud.

Willy couldn't have imagined that this guy would dare to claim to be his friend.

In front of the man, a cold sweat broke out on the forehead of a young waitress, and she looked submissive, she was afraid that this strange friend of the baron would say a word to herself in front of the baron and let herself be punished.

"Lord Baron. ”

Just when she didn't know how to deal with this guest, she saw Willy suddenly come in, so she hurriedly saluted.

"Huh?"

When the strange man heard this, he hurriedly turned around and saw Willy with a scrutinizing face.

"You go down first. ”

Willy waved at the waitress.

The waitress was immediately relieved, glanced at Willy gratefully, and quickly left the side hall.

After the waitress went out, the strange man smacked his lips and cleaned the pastry crumbs from his beard.

He stood up, straightened the gentleman's hat on his head slightly, then tugged at his gown and held his staff in the palm of his hand.

After that, he straightened his waist and cleared his throat, with a serious look: "Baron Willy, it's an honor to meet you." ”

Willy didn't pay attention to him immediately, but sat down in a random chair, shoved the pastry in his mouth without saying a word.

"Ahem......"

The man was a little embarrassed when he saw that Willy ignored him, in his script, Baron Willy should have taken the initiative to ask about his identity at this time, and then introduce himself seriously.

But the young baron in front of him seems to be a little out of the box.

The man touched his wine trough nose and said with a little emptiness: "Hello Baron Willy, my name is Mibu, and I am from the Golden Flower City in Daweipur Province. ”

When he said this, the man's heart had a little more confidence.

The Golden Flower City, the city where the Count of Lombal lived, was the central city of the entire province of Daweipur. Mibu introduced himself this way to tell Willy that he was from a big city, and that when he came to White Bear Town, he was in the middle of nowhere.

"Golden Flower City?"

Willy lifted his eyelids, revealing a look that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

Seeing this, Mibu thought that Willy was interested in his identity, so he took the opportunity to say, "Yes, I am from the rich and prosperous Golden Flower City, which is not comparable to a small place like yours. ”

As he spoke, Mibu gave Willy a smug look.

"I am a famous writer in Jinhuacheng, and I came to White Bear Town this time to travel to some remote towns and villages and accumulate some literary materials. So I hope that Baron Willy can give me some cooperation, so that I will include White Bear Town in my work and make your territory famous. ”

At this point, Mibu finally felt like he was back in control of the situation.

"You're still a literary scholar?"

Willy smiled suddenly, this was the first time he had seen such a destitute writer.

This era is completely different from the world before the time travel, and those who can become writers in this world must read a lot of books and acquire a lot of knowledge when they are young. And most of the people who can come into contact with these are from aristocratic backgrounds or big merchant families.

Like Hugh Dier, Willy's former writing teacher, his father used to be a big businessman.

But even so, his talent and family background only allowed him to become a scholar, not a writer.

And this Mibu, who is sloppy and has no temperament, but claims to be a writer, really makes Willy feel funny.

"Well, Mr. Mibu, whether you are a literary scholar or not, we have another problem to settle now. ”

Willy's expression suddenly became serious: "How are you going to bear the charge of pretending to be a friend of the baron?"

From the beginning, Mibu's words, Willy didn't even believe half a word.

As a hanged man at all times, he has the power of justice, and he can easily detect any negative human nature.

Mibu's mouth full of lies can't escape the scrutiny of Willy's righteous power.