Closing. The theatrical performance ends. The audience left their seats, and the smiles on their faces showed that they loved the ending.

A man sitting in the private room looked at the silent young man with his head bowed, he raised his fingers, took a deep breath of cigar smoke, and then poured a glass of distilled high-grade wheat wine into his mouth. His eldest brother, Dmitry, loved this pale yellow wheat wine.

"Vladimir, you are now about to take the college entrance examination. Have you thought about your future? Do you want to go to a university founded by the Franco-Austrian Alliance, or do you want to go to the Nobility University of Norristian, or join a faction. Dmitry asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

The young man's name was Vladimir Nabokov, and he had slightly small eyes, a full and smooth forehead, not handsome, and his contemplative eyes seemed to be constantly thinking about something.

Vladimir Nabokov looked up, he looked at his eldest brother, Dmitry Nabokov. This thirty-year-old Rank 7 Leyline Great War Master, he is the president of the Long River Society. The Changhe Association is an organization founded by him, which is mainly engaged in some commercial transportation, trade, tobacco planting, coffee planting and processing, high-end textile processing, wine sales and other businesses. It is considered an influential guild in ordinary commerce, but in higher-level business fields, such as: the hunting of monsters, the sale of furs, the production of Yuanli devices, the production of Yuanli weapons, the excavation of cherished ore veins and other things related to power, it seems very weak.

The Nabokovs are the ducal families of the city of Birsins, and the family is quite powerful, prosperous, and has many branches. Many members of the Nabokov family were engaged in commercial trade (including the production and trading of Yuanli devices, the excavation of some cherished ore veins, etc.), and they earned a large amount of gold, silver, and yuanshi, and trained many high-level warriors.

"It's still Norristien's aristocratic university. The various forces are intricate, and the universities founded by the Franco-Austrian alliance cannot give a lot of resources and opportunities except for the Guardian Sword University. With my mental talent, I wasn't able to shine in the early stages of the Sword of Guardian University. Vladimir Nabokov said.

"Well, I also recommend that you enter the Norritian Noble University. This school, founded by the Twelve Princes and many Duke families, can provide resources that are inferior to even the Guardian Sword University. There, you can make more noble friends and become a member of your faction in the future. Dmitry Nabokov said. However, he didn't have much hope in his heart to let his younger brother, who was gifted with strong mental power, enter the Long River Society, and what the Long River Society could provide was still too little. His eyes were fixed into the distance.

Time flies, three years pass.

Vladimir Nabokov, who had already graduated, returned anxiously from the capital of the Franco-Austrian Union, the capital of the province of Anteno, the central core of the Franco-Austrian Union. Why? His eldest brother, Dmitry Nabokov, has touched the commercial trade of Yuanli items due to the commercial expansion of the Long River Society, and this huge cake is not suitable for everyone.

If Dmitry Nabokov is the spokesman of the Duke's family and acts for the Duke's family, then it is naturally very easy to do, but he is the president of the Long River Society, it is not easy to do.

The Salisbury family in Bilsings controlled the high-level commercial trade in some parts of the southern part of the Franco-Austrian Alliance. And Essex Salisbury of the Salisbury family has some grudges with his eldest brother, Dmitry Nabokov, not only because of the fierce competition between the two in college, but also because Dmitry Nabokov's wife is the woman that Essex once dreamed of.

Essex's hatred of Dmitry led him to devise a number of tricks and conspiracies to frame Dmitry Nabokov's Long River Society for illegal business and unfair competition. Dmitry, of course, refused to give in, and at the beginning, he did not know who his opponent was, but thought that there was some mistake in the business supervision bureau of Birsin City or that some official did not do a good job. However, the situation is getting more serious, not only does Dmitry's Changhe stop all business dealings for inspection, but he also has to pay high compensation and taxes for disrupting the market order and violating the law on the production and trade of the Yuanli device.

In this way, the exhausted Dmitry Nabokov ran up and down, dotting non-stop. Finally, after spending a lot of yuanshi, he learned that it was because Essex Salisbury was in the way. Enraged, Dmitry Nabokov opted for a life-and-death duel with Essex Salisbury.

In the Franco-Austrian Alliance, there are many people who engage in life-and-death duels because of personal grudges every year, and even more people die as a result. The reasons for duels are also varied, including commercial disputes, hatred between clans, rivals in love, and so on.

The duel to the death will not affect the families and forces of both sides, nor will it implicate anything further afield.

In a duel. Essex Salisbury spent a lot of dollars on a terrible poison that was colorless and odorless, and could attack on the skin. Since both sides are seventh-level leyline battle divisions, even if Essex is weaker, it is not too weak. Coupled with the terrifying power of the poison powder, Dmitry's combat power can only exert sixty percent. The end result was the death of Dmitry Nabokov.

After Dmitry's death, the river will fall apart completely, and it will disappear into history.

Young Vladimir Nabokov looked at the remains of his eldest brother and left some tears. Dmitry was a kind and well-behaved older brother, and his influence on Vladimir from childhood to adulthood was enormous. Duke Nabokov's family has a large number of children and children, Vladimir's half-brothers and sisters have more than a dozen, and there are even more half-siblings who don't know where to go, and there are even more illegitimate children and the like. The indifference of the ducal family has led to the sincere sadness of few of the brothers and sisters who mourn, and Vladimir Nabokov has become accustomed to the indifference in the bones of these family members, so he held back the tears in his eyes.

After contemplation, Vladimir Nabokov realized that he had spent the last nineteen years living in the decaying cradle of the aristocracy, which from the outside seemed comfortable, safe, and warm, but in fact the people in it were all day long, fearful, intriguing, and indifferent. Vladimir had adapted somewhat to the way of life of the aristocracy, to the food and resources provided by his family, but he had never seen the true face of the Franco-Austrian world.

He had never seen the toil of the lower classes of the people in the city of Birsins. Instead of being in a hurry to choose a powerful force to join the service appointment, he wandered through the city of Bilkins.

This time, he saw the coachmen running around the streets all day long for the few silver coins. Farmers from nearby farms spend hours running to the city to sell fruits and vegetables. In the streets of the neighborhood, people were selling all sorts of cooked food—something he had once spat out. In a small church in the suburbs, he saw an elderly grandmother raising a large group of orphans, whose daily diet consisted of some rice soup and a few pieces of bread. Most of the children who attend school in the civilian areas have thin faces and sad faces, perhaps worrying about their future. There was a loud scream coming from the civilian area, a woman arguing with her husband, mostly due to various problems caused by lack of money......

It is this rich and colorful world that makes up the entire city of Birsins. Vladimir Nabokov looked at this new world that he had never seen before, and he felt a sour feeling in his heart. Even when he was studying at Norristian Noble University, he killed an unknown number of terrible enemies and monsters, and his heart had already become cold and hard, but at this moment he shed tears.

At the same time, Vladimir Nabokov secretly laughed at the sorrows and sorrows of his once rich life, what were those things compared to the question of survival? Compared to the fact that true dignity cannot be guaranteed, the brave duel of his eldest brother Dmitry seems a little ridiculous.

Even, when he looked up at the history of the Franco-Austrian Alliance, he felt a kind of grief that everything had been done in vain. However, the courage to challenge by nature stopped him from crying. He looked at the sky above him and secretly vowed that he would definitely change this situation, even if it was a small force, it could be regarded as a contribution to the future.

The name Volkin began to ring. He created the Torrent Society, a force that, like all the forces that are just starting to develop, cannot be taken seriously and cannot be known to the people.

The idea of the Torrent Society is to destroy and wash away rotten ideas, legal systems, and even aristocratic hierarchies like a torrent. Its coat of arms is a long river with the rising red sun.

The Volgin River is the largest river flowing in the southern part of the Franco-Austrian Union. Have you ever seen the Volgin River surging through the southern part of the Franco-Austrian Union in the summer, and the terrible scene of covering the sky and the majestic river rushing makes all those who have seen the Volgin River feel its majesty and unstoppable.

Vladimir Nabokov stood in front of such a river, looking out into the distance, where the red sun was rising.

Now, one hundred and twenty-two years have passed since Volkin founded the Torrent Society. The Torrent Club has become an important organization in the southwest region of the Franco-Austrian Alliance, and they uphold a new concept of equality, actively cultivating all gifted cultivators, and providing each of them with equal rights to education. It also attracted a lot of Franco-Austrian people to join the torrent club.

They look like a force with a lot of potential, and they don't seem to have anything special, as if they are just making this series of eye-catching propaganda for the sake of development.

No one knows exactly how far that southern mountain eagle Vladimir Nabokov Volkin has grown, or how much he has done in the shadows over the past hundred years.

What is known is that with the development of time and the arrival of the torrent, it will be able to see some truths. Maybe the torrent is just a stream that enters the sea, maybe it will set off huge waves......