Karl's party had a smooth journey, after all, few robbers would raid a team with ten knights to follow, and the sharp spears and shiny armor would discourage them from all fear.

"Hell, it's too hard to walk here, my poor ass......" Karl grumbled in the carriage, and though everything had been expected, the pain still made him toss and turn.

"How long is it from Rizlandburg?" Karl lifted the curtain of the carriage and asked Brother Derian, who was accompanying him.

"Lord Earl, we're only a third of the way we've walked." Brother Derian laughed and said that in fact he was much more uncomfortable than Karl, and that riding a horse was not a pleasant thing, especially over long distances, but because of his long habit, he did not complain.

"It's only a third......" Karl was stunned, although he knew that Rizranburg was not a short distance from Dortmund, but he really didn't expect it to be so far, after all, it was the first time he went to Rizlanburg.

But that's fine, it's far enough away from Rizland Fort to prove that it is not easy for the Duke of Rizland to take care of him. In fact, Karl was not willing to submit to anyone, even if it was a duke, but he had to do it in order to get shelter, and in fact he was right, for example, if Sir Frederick had not come to support him with his army, his war would have been much more difficult.

What could be better than being sheltered and largely free?

"Lord Earl, the town of Ikar is not far away, and if you need it, perhaps we can rest and get supplies there." Seeing Karl's appearance first, Brother Derian had already guessed that Karl was very tired, and after thinking about it, he gave advice.

"The town of Ikar? So let's decide, I need a place to relax my muscles. Carl nodded.

"As you wish." Brother Derian rode to the front and led the way.

It was a long time before they finally reached the town of Ikahl, a small town, not at all comparable to the town of Javier, which was close to Winterburg and Sylder Manor, but it was also a good supply point for the long journey.

Karl's party attracted the attention of many people, even the owner of the town, an old but prestigious merchant, he was the master of the town, and the owner of the chamber of commerce here, he also came in person, after all, no one would ignore a team of ten knights, and there was no need to think about how noble the people in this carriage were.

The old merchant was visibly relieved when Karl made it clear that they were only here to rest, after all, who knew if these knights had come to plunder.

After understanding this, the elder welcomed them very warmly, but Carl politely declined his offer to arrange accommodation for the group, and instead took them into a hotel.

The business of this hotel is very good, it has two floors, one is a tavern, the other is a hotel for people, and there is even a stable next to it where people can store their horses for a short time, so many merchants or mercenaries who come here to trade will choose here.

After checking in, Karl searched again and found that there was no danger, and after a few words, he lay down on the bed and slept comfortably, although it was only the simplest wooden bed, but it was much better than the bumpy seat in the carriage.

In the silence of the night, several merchants chatted, one of them seemed a little thin, even a little weak, but no one would underestimate him, because this was a merchant from the Constantine Empire.

It was a majestic empire to the east, the only empire in the whole of Europa, and it is said that it still retains the splendid culture of history, which is almost extinct here in the west, and almost destroyed by war.

So many people yearn for that empire, which is completely different from here in the west, where the emperor has the envy of all kings in the west.

Of course, there are some gossip, such as the recent emperor who is not doing well, of course, this is all gossip.

"Old Giber, what kind of goods did you bring with us this time?" A merchant asked with a clear look at him and some expectation.

"Ha, it's spices and silk, believe me, these are good things." Giber smiled and said unabashedly, they are partners with a long history of cooperation.

"It's all high-end gadgets, and not many people can afford them." A merchant who looked at him shook his head, everything is good, but it is a little difficult to sell.

"How so? The aristocrats will love my goods, they are in short supply. Gibb doesn't think so.

"Also, those aristocrats are jaw-dropping in extravagance." The other chimed in, and he could tell that he was a little sour.

"By the way, speaking of this, there is a big nobleman in the town today, maybe your sales have been settled." The cheeky merchant patted his head as if he had thought of something.

"Oh? Great nobles? Gibb narrowed his eyes.

"Yes, what do you call it...... Dot...... Count of Dortmund! Yes, that's it, I was there when the president asked them who they were, and I happened to hear it. ”

"Oh my God, it's a noble earl." Several others exclaimed, the earl is already considered a great nobleman, at least in the eyes of many people is unattainable.

"Oh? Count of Dortmund? Hearing this name, Giber was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes flashed for a moment, and he thought of some information.

"This news is so important, thank you so much." Giber restrained his strange appearance and thanked the cheeky merchant.

"Hahaha, they're all friends." The cheeky businessman laughed, anyway, Giber is generally in the middle and upper class business, and he is in the lower class business, and there is no conflict of interest between the two parties, so this "friendship" can exist.

Giber chatted casually a few more words, and after asking some information about where Karl lived, he hurried away, according to his statement, to prepare the goods in order to persuade the earl to buy his things, and the others did not find anything, but they did not know why Giber seemed to be in a hurry, this hurry was a little less like a rush to do business, but it was not clear.

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Karl awoke, and had slept very comfortably the previous night, when a knight of the Inner House reported to him that a merchant had asked to see him.

Karl was a little surprised, but only surprised, and without much thought, he granted the merchant's request.

"Your Excellency Lord Count Dortmund, Giber, a merchant from the Constantine Empire, salutes you." Giber bent down slightly and said respectfully.

"Oh? Constantine Empire? Karl was stunned, this term is really rarely heard, after all, the Constantine Empire in his region is not very influential.

"Yes, Lord Count, I have brought a lot of good things from the Constantine Empire, I hope you will enjoy it."

Carl suddenly realized that this was here to sell.

"Tell me what you have." Seeing everything, Carl also wanted to see what the other party was selling.

"Look, Lord Count, these are fine silks, brought from the farther east, and these are spices, which are also brought from the East, and believe me, Lord Earl, these are good things." Giber was prepared.

Carl casually looked at it a few times, and he realized in his heart, these looked at ...... How is it so much like the style of the Eastern Celestial Empire.

"It seems that there is also a Celestial Empire ......in the east of this world," Carl said secretly in his heart, but it only evoked some memories, with the ability of this era, it is estimated that he will not have the opportunity to return to that land in his life, after all, the two sides are simply separated by 108,000 miles.

"Your goods are all good, tell me your price." Karl nodded faintly, whether it was for memory or whatever reason, he decided to buy this batch of goods, which could also be used as a gift for the Duke of Rizland.

Gibb said a number, and Carl didn't think it was expensive, so he changed the owner of the batch with a wave of his hand.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Seeing that Giber had no intention of leaving the room, Karl frowned and asked.

"Lord Earl, I have heard that your domains of Dortmund and Selde Manor are governed by a very good law, is this true?"

"Do you know my territory?" Karl raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, Lord Earl, although this town is not close to your territory, it is definitely not far away, and those of us who are merchants will naturally hear your legend." Gibb laughed.

"It is the dream of every businessman to be able to do business under a fair law, and you are our dream, Lord Earl." Gibb also slapped a sycophant.

Carl nodded in satisfaction, it was still very comfortable for someone to pat himself on the back.

"By the way, Lord Earl, I remember that it was a Lord named Konstantin who dealt with the law in your domain, right?" Gibb asked again.

"You even know Konstantin?" Karl was a little surprised.

"Of course, this is a great judge." Giber praised, but no one noticed that after confirming the name Konstantin, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

"I wonder if I have the privilege of meeting this great judge?"

"Hmm...... I can't take you to my territory right now, but you can try to do it yourself, merchants are welcome in Dortmund, and Konstantin can easily be met there. Carl said casually.

"Thank you, then I'm quitting." Giber bowed and left Karl's room.

Looking at the back of Gibb leaving, Carl always felt a little weird, but he couldn't say it.

"Giber...... "Karl muttered the name, he had a hunch that they would meet again.