At the end of the month, merchant ships crossing the Strait arrived at the destination of the trip, the port of Tuos.

Merchant ships slowly sail into a bustling harbor protected by the winding coastline. The sea breeze swirls in the warm sea breeze, and the mountains in the distance are still covered in greenery.

It's no wonder that demons can't stay in the North, these demons who grew up soaking in magma prefer a warm environment.

The Obiris Strait protects the northern border as well as the south. Or rather, it protects Wilhelm: from the cold of the north and from the hot flashes of the south.

The crew ran to the deck to put away the sails, and the passengers with their luggage lined up to board the dock.

Annan: They followed the team. The moist sea breeze greeted the guests and those returning home from afar, but the passengers who had been blowing on the ship for a month did not care.

"You're an elf?"

As soon as he stepped into the port, a passenger who was about to go to sea with his luggage stared at Annan and asked curiously.

"It's not."

"I've never seen such a beautiful human, and Princess Susie isn't as good-looking as you......" the passenger muttered and walked away.

Princess Susie?

Out of the docks, Klein rented a wagon, and they had to make another trip to the Steeldoer.

The port of Tuos is not a large port, but it is controlled by an earl from the southern states, and the town outside the port is about the size of Liberty City.

Annan observed the scenery outside the window.

From the North to Middle-earth, to Wilhelm, to the South. The further south, the walls become thinner, the windows become more spacious, and the roof becomes more or less light. Houses that have been freed from the cold begin to exert their aesthetic properties, but are distinguished from the style of the elves.

Klein observed the pedestrians outside the window.

Vendors hawking along the way, sailors preparing to leave and go home, poor people everywhere, and a large number of mercenaries......

A mercenary colony usually means that there is a source of danger nearby.

The rental carriage drove along the coastline for a while, thus allowing Annan to see the rituals taking place on the beach: devotees of the goddess of the sea in long white dresses holding whale oil lamps standing waist-deep in the shallows, calling on their gods.

Two full years have passed since the gods lost contact, but they still have not responded to the human world.

Coupled with the chaotic forces raging in the north, Annan suddenly felt a turbulent undercurrent brewing under the tranquil sea......

The area around Port Tuos was safe, and there were no bandits or wandering aliens on the way to the Gang Duo Collar.

Three days later, in the afternoon, a carriage from Puerto Tuos arrived at the Ring.

The Gang Duo Collar is located in a basin in the mountainous area that Annan saw in the port of Tuos, and the already defendable terrain is also reassuringly walled.

The carriage carrying the Eternal Elemental and the heavily armored knights caught the attention of the guards, who informed the castle. It was learned that Deville Gundor, who was from Liberty City, had arrived to receive Annan.

He put his status very low. As the lord of Liberty City, Annan was equal to his father. As a member of the Gangdor family, he hopes that the Gangdors will have a long-lasting friendship with Freetown. As Deville himself, he hopes to have a good relationship with Annan and then go to the tavern to enjoy the succubus in the future......

Nestled in the heart of the basin, the castle is busy with visitors.

Annan stayed in the guest room for a while, looking out the window at the setting sun and clouds that had faded into the edge of the basin, leaving the lemon in the room at the maid's knock, and going to the dining room with Klein.

The silver candlesticks bloom with warm candlelight, filling the restaurant with a golden warmth.

Annan met with the lord of the Lords of Steel, Ryan Steel, and several curious young men and women standing on either side of the long table, who were Deville's brothers and sisters.

"Hello, Annam Reeves, Lord of Free City from Middle-earth."

"Good, Lord of Steellord, Ryan Steelor."

Annan sat in the guest's seat, face to face with Ryan Gangdor.

Annan's smile is gentle and relatable, and his handsomeness makes people want to listen to everything about him.

"Very few warlocks have a talent in appearance." He applauded.

Despite his equal status, Ryan Gundor's youth still sees Annan as a junior—perhaps deliberately.

"It's not really my talent." Annan said modestly. He also happens to be the kind of person who doesn't care about his identity and only respects his elders.

"That's even more remarkable...... Ryan Gundo glanced at Annan meaningfully, and suddenly smiled, "Let's try the food of the South." ”

The young men and women on both sides breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and Annan looked at them with hindsight.

Based on the purpose of this trip to the south, Annan directly asked about the celebration.

Ryan Gondo said that the celebration will be held in Eastrat, the flower capital, and that it is the biggest event in the southern countries every decade.

The festivities begin in March and last until the end of March.

Count the distance from the Gang Duo Collar to Huadu, so you have to continue on your way?

"You can rest here for a while." DeVille saw Annan's hesitation, and his father's attitude made DeVille quietly turn into an honorific title.

"No, you can rest whenever you want. I've heard that the South is bustling? ”

"Yes, a little lord like me is nothing." Ryan Gunduo wiped the sauce from his lips, "We're just a peripheral member of the Southern Kingdoms. ”

Think about it too. Twelve of the thirteen clans of the nezumi were in the south, and if the southern states could not compete, they would have been driven back to Wilhelm long ago.

Deville introduced Annan to the countries of the South.

If the threat to the north is the demon tide of the north, the threat to the south is the rat people and vampires.

Sovereigns and lords imitated the Holy Council to form a southern alliance to fight the nezumi and vampires. It has now become a military and commercial alliance.

Annan didn't have much appetite, and after getting to know the southern countries with Ryan Gundor, he said, "I want to go outside." ”

He hadn't gone to see the theater yet.

"Please come back before dark." Ryan Gundo said.

……

Annan and Deville walked ahead, Klein and Lemon followed.

"Because the night belongs to the Blood, every bat is their eye." DeVille was answering Annan's questions.

"So serious?"

It's not that far from the strait......

"This is the result of decades of governance by my father, and the previous Steellord Collar Nights belonged to vampires......"

"And now?"

"Only a few people go missing once in a while."

DeVille felt a little embarrassed: "So I suggest you do some disguise for the rest of the trip-"

"I refuse."

Annan came to the south to promote specialties, and without the charm bonus, what would he use to open up the situation?

Deville Gondo couldn't help but worry, but Annan comforted him: "Don't worry, I have enough protection against danger, and no one can hurt us." ”

DeVille asked curiously, "Except for the legend?" ”

"Including legends."

(End of chapter)