Dense forests stretch for thousands of miles, and the green fields stretch as far as the eye can see.

And in the bay, the houses are dotted with towering castles, which are not as prosperous as the countries of Eunet, but they already look like a medieval metropolis.

The Grand Duchy of the North, Winterhold.

As the northernmost capital of the Miria, it is not as cold as many people think, on the contrary, it has a milder and humid climate due to its proximity to the coast and the influence of the warm currents of the stars and moons and the sea.

It's just that because of the higher latitude, the winter here is longer, so the city has such a name.

In the bustling streets, the tall Isaac cavalry lined up on either side of the city, escorting the emissaries from Castre, attracting curious glances from the surrounding residents.

At the front of the procession, a rough-looking, richly dressed nobleman from the North was riding on a tall horse, talking and laughing with the handsome elves riding side by side:

"Hehe, Sir Sebas, I have admired your name for a long time, I have heard of your name as early as I was a child, the legendary 'Crimson Blade' that crisscrosses the East Ynet Black Lands, I really didn't expect to become a staff member of the Count of Castel! Welcome to Winterhold! Make sure you make this your home! Brother has prepared a sumptuous dinner in the castle and awaits you and Lord Lottie! ”

"Your Excellency, Marquis, you are polite, I still remember the last time I came, this was just a village on the edge of a swamp, I really didn't expect that in just a hundred years, this place has become a bustling city."

"Hahahaha, Your Excellency Sebas, a hundred years is just a snap of a finger for an existence like yours, but for us and other human beings, four or five generations have passed!"

"To be able to build such a city in the swamp in just four or five generations is quite a feat."

"Hahaha......"

The two talked and laughed, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Sebas had an elegant and proper smile on his face, but his thoughts had already flown in his heart.

Marquis Vladimir, a Blazing Sun-level battle mage, is also the younger brother of the contemporary Grand Duke of the North, Stefan Sobiesky, and the number two man in the North.

The fact that such a powerful royal nobleman was able to send such a powerful delegation of emissaries to greet Castel was enough to show the importance of the Grand Duke of the North.

Thinking of this, Sebas couldn't help but look at the Marquis of Vladimir's clothes again.

Exquisite satin, beautiful inlays, typical of the Unity aristocratic costume, only more ornate and more pompous.

Not only that, but he also wears a lot of jewelry, which looks bejeweled and extremely impressive.

This is probably the tradition of the people of the North who love accessories, but in the eyes of the elves and the Unettes, it is a bit exaggerated to dress up like this.

Obviously, as rumored to be, the unified Grand Duchy of the North is quite eager for the culture of the Nexus countries.

This outfit, this broken Unette accent in the lingua franca, all prove that Archduke Stefan is indeed promoting "Unnetization".

Not only the Marquis of Vladimir, but also the shadow of the Ynet culture can be seen everywhere in this winter castle.

When Sebas looked at it, he could see a lot of commoners and nobles dressed in Eunet costumes, and the thriving Unite shop, and even the architectural style of Wintercastle actually had some of the characteristics of the pointed arch of Eunet.

This...... Probably it is the yearning and learning of backward culture for advanced culture, right?

Sebas sighed in his heart.

Just a hundred years ago, the people of the North were a loose confederation of tribes, either hunters and herdsmen, or pirates and robbers who knew only about plundering, and years of war were the main theme of the land.

But now, all of this has come to an end with the unification of the North.

This even reminded Sebas of when the elves had just set foot on the continent of Miria.

Probably...... At that time, the learning of the elves by humans was also the same as the learning of the Northerners by the Yunette people at present, right?

It's just that one is the yearning of backward cultures for advanced culture, while the other is the enlightenment of advanced civilizations to barbaric civilizations.

Thinking of this, Sebas couldn't help but look at the marquis in front of him.

He also knew a little bit about the history of the North.

If you want to ask who is the hero who ended the division of the north, it is undoubtedly the Sobiesky family to which the northern nobleman in front of him belongs.

Perhaps it was the favor of the gods that the Sobieski family had produced three wise lords for a hundred years to finally complete the great cause of unifying the north.

Now, the young Grand Duke of the North, Stefan Sobiesky, surpassed his father and grandfather, not only bringing advanced knowledge and culture from the South to the North, but also wanting to completely unify religion and thought.

It was this that finally led to the visit of the Castel family.

As for Sebas, his original intention was simply to take the opportunity to preach in the North, and at the same time enlist the support of the Grand Duchy of the North in the succession conflict to the throne of the Falling Stars.

Of course, now that His Majesty the True Ancestor has awakened from his slumber and his strength has gone further, whether or not to ask for help is no longer so important in his opinion, at most it is just icing on the cake.

However, in addition to preaching, he now has a new assignment.

Thinking of this, Sebas's gaze fell on the surrounding residents who were curiously looking at the envoy group, and asked quietly:

"Speaking of which, I heard that in the north, there seem to be many tribes that worship totems, ancestors, and even legends?"

Listening to Sebas's words, the Marquis of Vladimir snorted, pursed his lips and said with some contempt:

"Hmph, a bunch of stubborn fools, who have pinned their hopes on ethereal things, but have forgotten the fear of the true God!"

With that, he raised his head, drew a symbol of the Holy Court crookedly on his chest, and smiled at Sebas:

"Laugh at you, Lord Sebas, and only a revered holy believer like you can bring the teachings of the gods to our barren north."

Thinking back to the other party's behavior, words and deeds along the way, Sebas pursed his lips, and then said slightly apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency the Marquis, there is one thing I think I must admit first, in fact, I am not a believer in the Holy Court, and the arrival of the envoy group was also personally appointed by the lord, and I have not been instructed by the Patriarch or the Crescent Diocese."

The Marquis of Vladimir was stunned.

He couldn't help but look at Sebas again, and when he saw that he didn't look like a fake, he laughed dryly and said:

"Ahem...... It's okay, in fact, I just believed in the great god, eh...... It's okay, it's okay, it's better to say...... It is better to have no instructions from the diocese and the clergy, hahaha, don't worry, if you really want to invite the bishop of the clergy or the diocese to proclaim the glory of God, my brother would have written to the chief priest of the Holy Court a long time ago. ”

Seeing the other party's reaction like this, Sebas's heart suddenly became clear.

Sure enough, as judged by His Majesty the True Ancestor, the Grand Duke of the Northern Realm really did not really want to promote the faith of the Divine Court to the northern lands.

He just wanted to unify the idea of the north, and by the way, he chose the sacred royal court where the influence was the most difficult to reach the north, but at the same time the most powerful and convenient for the Grand Duchy of the north to integrate into the southern world.

"Uh...... Sir Sebas, if you do not believe in the Holy Court, why do you follow His Excellency the Count of Castel? Don't...... Do you still believe in the god of the moon? ”

Vladimir asked curiously.

Sebas's eyes flickered, and he pondered for a moment, and was about to answer, but there was a sudden commotion in front of the convoy.

The team suddenly stopped, and the Marquis of Vladimir frowned, and said dissatisfied:

"What's going on? How did it stop? ”

Soon, the tall Isaac cavalry came to reply:

"Lord Marquis, a child from several tribes, is making trouble in front."

"Tribes? Which tribe? ”

The expression of the Marquis of Vladimir suddenly became ugly.

"Good...... It seems to be the Limhai tribe that has been converted, and the Freedom Alliance on the other side of the strait. ”

The Isaac cavalry replied.

"Liberal Alliance? The Liberal Alliance again? These guys who don't have faith! What a bunch of idiots who don't know etiquette! ”

Marquis Vladimir cursed.

After saying that, he bowed to Sebas slightly apologetically:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency Sebas, it's a bunch of uncivilized savages in our northern border, I'm going to send someone to drive them away!"

With that, he turned over and dismounted, and walked forward.

Freedom Alliance?

Sebas's heart fluttered.

He groaned for a moment, and as well rolled over and dismounted.