"I'm sorry, Mr. Musk, Your Excellency went to the Holy Land Vantlands to meet His Majesty the Holy See, and has not yet returned, please be patient and wait for a while before coming!"

It is a large iron gate, at least four meters high, and the iron cable fence with a metallic cold glow is woven with bronze strips and various copper ribbon ornaments.

Through the gap in the fence, you can see a large manicured green lawn and beautiful buildings with white arches and marble columns.

Through the high iron gate, a middle-aged butler, who was dressed very decently, with hair oil on his head, and a slightly fat figure, was politely speaking to the young man who came outside the fence.

It was a young man with black hair and black eyes, somewhere between teenager and youth, wearing a thin linen robe. He was slender and well-proportioned, with a handsome and delicate face, black hair and black eyes, indicating that he was of pure Gulostan blood.

It's just that the lines of his face are softer, not full of sculptural three-dimensionality like other Gulosta, making him look slightly weak. However, this weak temperament did not diminish his charm, but gave him a kind of urbane air that only a poet or scholar can have.

If instead of wearing a thin linen robe, he changed into a high-necked tuxedo, and instead of appearing on the streets of Nagar, the "City of Silver Tide", he appeared at the court balls of Pattaya, the "capital of romance", or the art salons of Miranda, the "capital of art".

He must have received the warm invitations of countless beautiful ladies - centuries of prosperity and extravagance had long since made them tired of the rude and incomprehensible knights, and in turn to the elegant and charming poet temperament and the pityful frail and beautiful young men.

"Well, I'm sure the Baron won't be back anytime soon?"

Mr. Musk sighed, asked the butler again about the date of the Baron's return, and after receiving a desperate answer, he had to completely give up and leave the high iron gate, and the mansion with the classic Gulosta style behind the iron gate.

"First I was kicked out of the family and fended for myself, then I was robbed by robbers on the road, and I almost died, and finally arrived at my destination, and I was stolen by the gold finger of the port, and I was destitute!"

Leaving the Earl's mansion, Mr. Musk couldn't help but shake his head and laugh at himself: "Now, even the last straw, Baron Hayfort happens to be not at home." There is no one like me who is as unlucky as me and has such a miserable start!"

Mr. Musk is a time-traveler, and his soul is an ordinary youth from Earth who was tragically wrecked because he was traveling abroad on a Malaysia Airlines plane. Wake up again, already in the other world, reborn into a teenager named Carl Musk.

In the memory left by the original owner, Carl Musk was born in a large aristocratic family, his mother was even the daughter of an earl, but unfortunately Carl Musk's birth was not blessed by family relatives and friends, he was the crystallization of his mother's love with a traveling knight, but because he did not conclude a holy marriage contract, he did not receive the baptism of holy water under the witness of the priest of the Lord of Radiance, and became an indishonorable illegitimate child.

Since he was a child, Carl Musk grew up surrounded by the strange eyes of the family and all kinds of gossip among the servants, but fortunately, his mother loved him very much. Under the protection of his mother, he grew up safely, and in solitude, he learned to read and think.

Carl Musk is a smart and sensitive child, he can write beautiful flowers, know seven Chinese, can recite ancient ancient ancient ancient epics with a beautiful voice, and has a good knowledge of painting and music, in short, if nothing else, he will become an elegant gentleman, a poet with a quill, or a famous painter or musician.

Such a future, in this era, is already a rather decent result compared to his status as an indishonorable illegitimate child.

However, his elegance, his studiousness, and his artistic temperament are so out of place for the Musk family, which adheres to the ancient chivalric tradition and takes "actions speak louder than words, swords speak louder than words" as the family motto.

The Musk family is an ancient family of knights, whose history can be traced back even to the time of the Magic Empire of Ancient Lotta, and throughout its long history, this family has been known for producing tough knights and fearless warriors. Just like their family's mountain and rock shield insignia, in the blood of this family is a will as hard and stubborn as granite.

Stubbornness and conservatism are almost the hallmarks of this family, and for centuries they have adhered to the old dogma, refusing to change and refusing to compromise. So much so that they were ridiculed by their enemies: if you split a Musk's head, you must see not brains, but granite.

There is no doubt that Carl, who is full of romantic temperament, and his mother are incompatible with the stubbornly conservative Musk family. Therefore, when Musk's mother died, Musk, who lost his mother's protection, was deprived of all inheritance rights and expelled from the family in the name of an illegitimate child.

Poor Carl had to leave the family and fend for himself. According to his mother's deathbed arrangement, he will go to Nagar, the "City of Silver Tide", to join his mother's former friends, Baroness and Baroness, and then under the baron's arrangement, become a court clerk, or a personal secretary of an adult, and live a decent and stable life.

However, on the way to the city of silver tides, poor Karl became seriously ill because of the water and soil, and was almost sacked by thieves.

Therefore, the current Carl is no longer the original native, but a traveler from the earth.

However, after changing the traverser, Carl's luck still did not seem to improve, and he arrived at his destination with great difficulty, but before he could be happy, he was touched by the Goldfingers in the port area, and he lost all his savings at once, and became a poor egg.

I finally found Baron Hayfour's mansion, but I couldn't prove my identity because I lost my documents. Coupled with the fact that Baron Hayfour's family made a pilgrimage to the holy city of Vantrang, and the master was absent, he was turned away by the butler and lost his last person for help.