This year's northern plains have not been hot, and this year's hottest time is only about 24 degrees, accompanied by a cool breeze and a drizzle that falls from time to time.

It can be said that people living on the northern plains don't know what a hot summer is!

However, the atmosphere in Winterfell was extremely hot, and as the succession ceremony approached and all preparations continued to advance, it was no secret that the Lord of Winterfell, Duke David Glamorgan, was about to inherit the throne.

The inhabitants of Winterfell knew that their lord was about to become king, and it didn't seem to matter much to ordinary people, but as the day drew on, there was an unusually warm atmosphere in Winterfell.

It is as if a celebration that can make the whole people carnival is gradually taking shape.

In this atmosphere, even the people around David were affected.

"It's just a ceremony."

"This is the succession to the throne."

Elias was the ceremonial officer of Duke David Glamorgan, and he was responsible for the entire succession ceremony.

From the venue, the candidates, the process, etc., all have to be controlled by Elias Parker, the ceremonial officer.

As a ceremonial officer, he was able to take full charge of a succession ceremony to the throne in his lifetime, which can be said to be the pinnacle of his career.

No one took this ceremony more seriously than Elias.

So, for Elias Parker, the biggest problem was not the details of the ceremony, but how to get Lord David Glamorgan to lift the spirit and pay attention to the ceremony.

Because the Duke doesn't seem to care much about it.

"This is related to the official establishment of the Winter Kingdom, this moment may become an epic legend that has been sung for thousands of years, and adults don't want to be the protagonist of jokes to be passed on to future generations, right?"

"Kind of makes sense."

Recently, a lot of people have come to Winterfell, in addition to the commoners and nobles of the Kingdom of Tiran who are fleeing the war, as well as some messengers of the lords, there are also many 'adventurers', among which the bard is the most common.

Bards love to travel and adventure, compiling stories and poems from what they see and hear to sing around.

It's their way of life, their source of income, and their source of strength.

In the past, there were no bards in the northern plains, and even if the kingdom of Tiran moved the royal capital to Winterfell, bards had no interest in the remote Winterfell.

It wasn't until David released the news that he would inherit the throne of the Tiran Kingdom, and even renamed the Tiran Kingdom to the Winter Kingdom, which aroused the curiosity of this group.

The change of dynasty and the change of flags finally aroused the curiosity of the bards, who set off for the northern plains, including those in the New Araran Federation, the Sodurunma Empire, and the Holy Gaunt Kingdom.

There are even those from more distant places.

"So, the Duke of Glamorgan, who first founded the village with the support of Laura Crawford; With the help of Helen, such a powerful army as the Spartan Heavy Infantry Regiment was established; The Cathedral of the Holy Light was founded with the help of the High Elf Leadrin; Now with the relationship of Princess Sophia, he is about to become a king. ”

Edkin told the information he had compiled during this time to Shirley and Sansa, whom he had met not long ago.

"It seems that this Duke of Glamorgan has only achieved his current status by being a woman." Edkin looked envious and jealous: "It seems that he is a very attractive guy." ”

“……”

Shirley was speechless, and Sansa was dumbfounded, and neither of them could understand how the bard in front of them, who was said to be from a distant land, had come to such a conclusion.

"Any questions?"

"Uh...... Sounds like nothing is wrong? ”

Edkin nodded, wrote something in his notebook again, put the notebook and pen away, and sighed twice, "I have to say, Winterfell's things are really convenient to use." ”

In addition, he was also very impressed by the environment and convenient daily facilities of Winterfell, and after living here for a while, he felt that he would not be able to adapt to it when he returned to the Feron Continent.

"Ahem, in short, I already know the general situation, and I should be able to write a very attractive and good story." Edkin thanked the two of them, and then left with a smile.

Looking at Edkin, who was gone, Sansa looked at Shirley beside her, "I think he's a little weird." ”

"yes." Shirley nodded, she knew what the bard called Edgin was up to, but she hadn't told Sansa about it.

Anyway, he had already reported Edkin's affairs, and whatever the self-proclaimed bard was going to do, it was a matter for the intelligence services to deal with.

In contrast, Shirley is more curious about Sansa's recent situation, and it is said that she followed her father to King's Landing......

Edkin, who had been separated from his new friend for a short time, walked the streets of Winterfell with a spring breeze on his face, like countless ordinary people around him, and occasionally stopped to enter a certain store to linger for a while.

After wandering around for a while, Edkin unleashed his magical ability to travel back to his own world.

Edkin, a bard from the continent of Feeron, is a former harpist who has renounced his oath since his wife was killed, and has worked with several companions to make money by stealing and other means.

Not long ago, Edkin unexpectedly arrived in Winterfell and was immediately attracted by this majestic, spectacular, clean, and beautiful city.

He thinks that there must be a huge amount of wealth in this beautiful city.

What's even more perfect is that he is not from this world, so as long as he runs back to the Faren Continent after success, he doesn't even have to worry about someone making trouble for him.

After telling his companions about his 'discovery', Edkin began to make various preparations for the plan.

This includes finding suitable targets, investigating information about the situation in Winterfell, and more.

During this time, he had known enough about the environment of Winterfell, but he had never really explored the most conspicuous of all, Fort Glamorgan.

It was too dangerous, and he didn't want to warn Winterfell.

After all, he just wanted to find a rich target and loot some money, there were enough suitable targets in Winterfell, and those nobles had enough assets in their families that it was much safer to steal them than to provoke a city lord.

What made Edkin very happy was that because the Lord of Winterfell was about to succeed to the throne, which caused Winterfell to continue to have 'outsiders' coming during this time, so he felt that he and his companions could hide it well and not be discovered.

After a period of hard work by Edkin, things went according to plan, including his contact with Sansa, who also came to Winterfell from other worlds, and then obtained the props through Sansa to quickly learn the lingua franca of Brennia, which made his investigation work smoother, and so on.

Returning to the continent of Faeron, Edkin joined up with his companions, sharing the information he had gathered with them, and at the same time formulating, or modifying, perfecting his own plan.

"A young duke with several lovers, including a princess." Folch-Fitzwilliam looked at the various intelligence information that Edkin had sorted out, and was not very satisfied with Edkin's targeting of ordinary nobles: "Why don't we just target this duke?" ”

"It's too dangerous." Edkin continued to write and draw, not only did he investigate a lot of intelligence information, but he even drew a sketchy map of Winterfell: "Winterfell is more powerful than I think, and I think it is more dangerous to provoke this duke than to provoke a dragon." ”

......Simon, the Warlock who heard Edkin's description, raised his hand and said, "If it's that dangerous, why do we go to Winterfell?" Even if the other nobles in the city weren't as terrifying as the duke, they could still mobilize the soldiers of Winterfell, right? ”

"No, it's different." Edkin explained to his companions simply: although the army of Winterfell was powerful and had a lot of magical weaponry, ordinary nobles could not mobilize these soldiers, and their residences were not guarded by these soldiers.

In addition, Winterfell is home to many magical races that are powerful and only at the behest of Duke Glamorgan.

"A magical race?"

"Yes, a Cybertron who is five to eight meters tall, made entirely of metal, and can transform into a vehicle or an airplane." Edkin described it simply: "Kryptonians with great strength and physique, and the ability to fly at will." ”

He'd seen Cybertrons transform and Kryptonians flying overhead, and Sansa's descriptions led him to list the two races as a great threat.

Thankfully, as long as you don't provoke the Duke, neither Cybertrons nor Kryptonians will come to trouble.

However, after listening to Edkin's description, Simon firmly believed that this was a very bad plan, and even the barbarian Holgay, who was usually not afraid of heaven and earth, felt that Edkin's choice this time was not very wise.

"Maybe we should abandon this operation."

"No, how can you give up?" Before Edkin could speak, Furdge was the first to object: "Do you want to continue to steal like this?" As long as we can get enough wealth from Winterfell, we can say goodbye to being thieves and live a stable life. ”

Edkin, who was a little hesitant, glanced at his daughter Kira after hearing Fox's words, and firmly wavered in his thoughts: "This is the last time, as long as we can succeed, we can say goodbye to this wandering thief career." ”

(End of chapter)