The celebration of victory lasted for a week, and the whole of Middle-earth was excited, and as a land that had never won a foreign war, people had previously had to rely on the defeat of the Western Expedition.

But now that they have defeated the Cang Dynasty and repelled the invaders, such a victory, the vast majority of Middle-earthers believe that this will be the starting point of prosperity.

With telegrams and newspapers, news of this victory spread throughout Middle-earth.

As the protagonists, naturally all the soldiers who participated in the war received free holidays and due wealth.

The war was finally over, and I was given a rare and precious vacation, and I enjoyed the life of the corrupt aristocracy at home to the fullest.

You can sleep in, read those Victorian underground novels, and eat the food cooked by the butler every day.

Don't worry about all kinds of training, don't worry about Kirsten's study classes.

Military uniforms and study materials have long been thrown aside. I'm not a person who doesn't have patriotism and glory, it's just that it's hard for me to be loyal to this strange country.

However, there will always be worries that happen when you are completely relaxed.

About a week after returning home, the housekeeper took out a letter from the mailbox of the mansion.

The wax-sealed gilded envelope shows off the sender's goodness, and its beauty is no less than that of a work of art, so much so that one has to subconsciously not want to spoil its beauty.

But the butler apparently did not have that kind of thought, and without hesitation opened the envelope with a knife, and took out a piece of stationery, on which the beautiful handwriting made one wonder whether it was a man who could write it.

"An invitation from the Eldridge family." The butler read it emotionlessly.

"Sincerely, Rossell. Mr. Eldridge and Eschuur. Ms. Dora attends the family gathering... ”

She was not as shocked by the contents of the letter as I did, and calmly read out the contents of the letter.

That's what Ludwig said about meeting your family? I thought he was going to let me visit my mother and sister, but I didn't expect to let me go to the Eldridge family.

Who knows what my noble-born brothers and sisters will do to me?

With this concern, I woke up early the next morning without any sleep.

With the help of the butler, he put on the dress sent by Ludwig, and the butler put on a modified men's formal dress and simply tied a ponytail, looking heroic.

Bishop Jeffrey and his black steam locomotive soon arrived at the mansion.

The locomotive took the four of us to Gospel Hill for the Eldridge family.

Yes, the Eldridge family, one of the three oldest families in the Holy Kingdom, owns an entire Gospel Mountain as the family's residence.

The locomotive took us out of the Sanctuary City, and we could see the Holy Wall system left over from the Guardian War, in order to resist the coalition forces of the countries that year, the Holy Kingdom desperately built the Holy Wall, and the Spiritual Cult army and the coalition army fought to the death here, and finally the former narrowly won.

After the transformation of the steam industry, the sacred walls were lined with turrets, and the steam pipes carried the steam generated by the independent steam towers to provide energy for these forts.

It is said that there will also be infrastructure upgrades, which will use more efficient electric motors and internal combustion engines. But it's going to be a huge undertaking. It is also unknown why the higher-ups of the Holy Kingdom have bothered so much to build the improvement of the Holy Wall system.

Drive out of Sanctuary City and be surrounded by rural scenery. Large expanses of farmland, sometimes with several huge steam-powered combine harvesters in operation, spewing white mist. With the advent of the Steam Age, agriculture is also undergoing earth-shaking changes, and as a rural area around Sanctuary City, it has undergone iterative upgrades of steam technology.

It is also because of the increase in grain production that the glory of Sanctuary City has been created.

In addition to small steam towers, you can occasionally see some old windmills. These antiques, which have existed here for hundreds of years, are still holding on to their mission. After all, no matter how strong the steam technology is, sometimes you still have to admit defeat to the wisdom of the ancients.

Similarly, the air here is very fresh compared to Sanctuary City, which requires a lot of resources to purify the air every day. When I opened the car window, the air flowed in with the unique smell of the countryside, which made me, a long-time city resident, feel a temporary comfort.

However, as I got closer to my destination, I started to get nervous.

Bishop Jeffrey's car stopped at the foot of the mountain. In front of the only road leading to the mountain, there were barricades and checkpoints blocking the way, and behind some sandbags were several armed men. They immediately came and checked on us.

The armed men were dressed in a much better way, even at a cursory glance, than the regular troops of the Holy State. This shows the power of this family.

Bishop Geoffrey got out of the car and said something to the man who looked like a chief, who looked at me and the butler, and then nodded to Bishop Geoffrey. Mr. Bishop beckoned back, and we walked into Gospel Hill under the guidance of the Chief. The car was driven away by Bishop Jeffrey's driver under the guidance of a person who was in charge of parking.

All the inside of the mountain has been retouched. Behind the tight military post is a sloppy stretch of road, paved with granite, lined with elaborate streetlights. The place did not reject the development of technology, all the lights were replaced, and several steam towers at the foot of the mountain provided electricity for the place.

Along this road, there were many manors that were used as vacations, and it was not yet time for them to be activated, so only the attendants were cleaning.

Soon, we came to the departure station of the cable car. The family's largest estate is at the top of Gospel Hill, and in order to save time and effort, we will take the cable car to the top. The commander completed his mission and returned to his post.

As the cable car slowly started, we began to make our way to the top of the mountain. The entire mountain seems to have been artificially modified, and the size of the interior buildings can be seen by the huge ventilation system. There are also several small courtyards and specially planned gardens along the way, which are so luxurious that they have never appeared in my imagination.

The dress that Ludwig sent me made me feel a little unaccustomed to wearing it, and I don't know if it was a psychological effect.

With more than a dozen delicate decorations, large and small, and several pieces of clothing inside and out, it is hard not to think of those high-end dolls that are placed in the window, each of which is as delicate as a craft, but there is no life.

The cable car slowly stopped, and the butler and I followed Bishop Jeffrey towards the manor.

Bishop Jeffrey stopped at the gates of the manor. Even as a Ludwig henchman, he had no right to enter the Eldridge family's estate without an invitation. So the butler and I had to follow the strange attendants into the palace-like manor. Bishop Jeffrey, on the other hand, followed the other man to a villa to rest for a while.

I took a deep breath and walked with the butler through the gates of the manor and into the manor.

The Eldridge family is throwing a party, and men and women in colorful costumes are everywhere, and wealth seems to be commonplace here.

Huge fountains refract rainbows in the sunlight, and elaborate statues sparkle brightly. Precious flowers form the backdrop for the decoration, and the garden in the forecourt alone is the size of eight Teresa mansions.

It's all like nothing I've ever seen before, it's so dizzying. If it weren't for the butler who quietly poked me in the back, I might have lost myself in this bustling area.

This sight alone is enough to make people feel inferior, let alone meet people who have grown up in such an environment.

"Say, how do I deal with such a situation?" I held the butler's hand tightly like a sailor tugging at the rudder in a storm. Ordinary people would not be able to understand what I said, but the butler knew very well what I was thinking.

"There is nothing to be inferior to, you have commanded armies in and out of the flesh and blood mill of ten thousand; You fought alongside Princess White Wolf; You know the most secret things of the Holy Kingdom. Remember, you have grown up, you have an infinite future, and you should not be afraid of anyone or feel inferior in front of anyone. ”

The butler patted me on the shoulder.

"The noblest king may have been a shoemaker, the most humble servant, and his descendants may be marshals who are invincible in battle. In the face of power, you should not feel inferior, but you should think, why can't I get it? ”

yes, why can't I be the one who makes them feel inferior? I was only twelve years old, and I was already a recipient of the Order of the Patriotic Commander of the Holy Country, a lieutenant colonel in the army.

I looked up, discarding all the inferiority I had felt at all this, and motioned for the attendants waiting for orders to lead me into the main building of the manor, the Palazzo de San Delmar.

The mansion, named after Del Mar, the living saint of the Eldridge family, is the destination for the trip. The core of the family has been here for hundreds of years, from the long age of knights and castles to the current age of steam and firearms.

The younger generation of the Eldridge family gathers here. Their personal butler followed closely behind them. According to the kinship, before the official start of the banquet, one small circle after another was formed.

One of the largest of them was the central figure of Ludwig's eldest son, my cousin, Waynes. Eldridge and Ludwig's daughter, my cousin, Olivia. Eldridge. Their mother was the daughter of Duke Green, Omega. Green, a learned lady. Perhaps influenced by their mother, they are full of scholarly temperament.

Since I didn't know anyone, I asked the housekeeper with my eyes if there was anyone I knew. After all, I lived with my mother until I was five years old. Although I lost the memory of that time, there must have been someone I knew about the housekeeper.

The butler nodded and led me to the side.