"Sorry, Mr. Colanston, President Seth, who is in charge of the nobles' meritorious service, is not in Peeta recently, you need to wait for a while."

"How long does it take?"

“We cannot be sure when it will return to Pita City…”

"Isn't there anyone else to replace him?"

"The Kingdom Law stipulates that the inheritance of aristocratic people can only be presided over by the president himself."

...

This kind of response was repeated for more than ten days in a row. At first, Charles thought that the government department named Dulin Aristocratic Welfare and Management Association was delaying his inheritance ceremony for some reason.

However, after careful investigation, he found that President Seth had really left Pita City with something - the Seventh Kingdom System Advice and Repair Conference. The recent conference held by the Dulin Kingdom is national, and basically all nobles and senior officials of each city need to attend.

Of course, except for those who have not yet officially inherited the title.

This meeting is said to be mainly discussing the issue of opening up the private armed authority of the aristocratic class.

The whole city has been talking about this matter recently, and the common people are obviously opposed. Although they have not encountered the aristocratic circle, they do not need to think about what they think.

The butt determines the head, this is a phenomenon that is common everywhere and an inevitable thing.

The opponents naturally do not want to amplify the rights of the aristocratic who already belongs to the privileged class again, and supporters also have important reasons - this is not a peaceful world, and strengthening private armed forces can better protect the security of themselves and their citizens.

Shire thinks that the protection here is mainly about himself and the people?

This is not the Middle Ages, and the nobles have no such thing as territorial sayings.

"So what do the police do?"

Shaking his head, Charles felt that it had nothing to do with him, and he was not interested in studying Raush's kingdom policy. If you have the intention, it would be better to study the key points of spell casting.

...

The moment before, he was still in a remote small city that looked like the beginning of the 19th century, but the moment later, he had already arrived in an ancient and feudal medieval world.

He looked up and looked around. The various decorations in the dark house were still exactly the same as when he left. The ocean was foggy outside the window, which made the glass window embedded in the hull very hazy.

It is around 6 pm here, and it is the time for people to have dinner and start their nightlife.

However, after resting in the world in front of the door, Charles did not need to sleep or eat, and there was no entertainment on the ship, so it was natural that he took out a stack of white paper and pens and ink that had been prepared in the world in front of the door, and began to practice the secret text of magic.

There is no convenient papermaking technique in this world, and there are only parchment paper and rough toilet paper. At the same time, the books here are all handwritten, and basically the books are all isolated, so the knowledge seems very narrow and particularly precious.

Similarly, it is very expensive to make paper made of sheepskin, so every time you practice, Charles must bring paper from the world in front of the door.

It's very inconvenient...

Putting aside distracting thoughts, he kept drawing and drawing on paper, and special secret texts like oracle bone inscriptions appeared one after another. Compared to the beginning, his writing seemed much neat at this time.

Shire is now practicing a spell called the Touch of Tiredness. This spell, like the Curse of Pain, requires practicing this corresponding secret text. However, unlike the Curse of Pain, the Touch of Tiredness does not require anything else to be made, and even does not require the assistance of a vessel. After writing these, you can use it normally.

Through contact with the old man in the watch shop, Charles has learned that this strange symbol can basically be called a secret text, which is something that all spellcasters must contact and is also a necessary condition for certain spells to be activated.

The old man didn't explain in detail, but just told the necessity of this thing - it seems that even higher-level spells are inevitable for the existence of this secret text.

...

Time passes quietly,

The night fell quietly and became darker. The sea outside the ship was much quieter than the day. The waves slapped on the hull, and they looked like hypnotic notes.

The quill was constantly dipped ink, and more and more finished products were placed on the table, and the waste was thrown into pieces of paper and everywhere, making the room look neatly chaotic until the owner was exhausted.

The last stroke passed by, Charles sighed lightly and continued to describe it. Now he felt that Venus had begun to appear in his eyes, and obviously, the feeling of dizziness was not beautiful.

"Go out and take a walk?" Looking out along the window not far away, the quiet night was quite attractive, so he stepped out, left the room secretly called the "ghost hut" by the sailors, and finally stepped onto the deck.

The sea breeze at night was biting cold, but it was very awake. When leaning against the boat board, Charles' mind, which was turbid, was slowly awakened by practicing those symbols.

So he began to think about future development issues.

The initial goal relies on "fighting monsters and upgrading" to quickly improve one's own combat skills. In addition, collecting souls to practice the three camouflage spells, and proficiency in the remaining four spells in the notebook.

If you want to accomplish these things, there is no place that is more suitable than the battlefield, but the battlefield seems to be not very safe.

And he had a bottle of oil behind his butt...

Although this scoundrel was very polite to him and even a little respectful, some words were very erotic, Charles was only wary of her.

Who knows what purpose she has? Maybe she is polite on the surface, but she is thinking behind her back how to kill him.

As for the so-called messenger of the King of Light, who descended to earth?

Only a fool would believe her words. And Charles doesn't think he is a fool...

Keep thinking about the problem, a lively girl's voice suddenly came from behind. Without further ado, Charles realized who the owner of the voice was.

"Can you teach me how to stab a villain?"

"You are too stupid to learn." He said without looking back.

"I'm not stupid. I'm all doing your villains."

"You're so ugly, do you have the nerve to say it?"

"Didn't you say it doesn't matter whether it's ugly or not?"

"It's so irritating, why doesn't it matter?"

"I think you're just stingy."

The girl said, Xue Charle, who had no ladylike image, lay on the bar and thought to herself: "Silent as a shadow, as fast as a deer. When I practice the water dancer skills taught by Master Cialio, you will know how smart I am. At that time, I will pull your hair behind you, and you may not react."

"Just like you are sick? I don't believe how powerful you are." Charles said pretending to be disdainful.

"I'm not sick!" Arya said annoyedly: "It's all because Sansa is blamed. After getting on the boat, she insists on letting me eat oranges with her. I've been allergic to eating oranges since I was a child!"

"Then why do you still want to eat?"

"I forgot..."

...

During the chat, time passed quickly. I don’t know how long it took, the coastline faintly appeared in front of me, and a brightly lit port was also vaguely visible. As Arya shouted excitedly, Charles learned that it was their end.

The fief of the Kowat family in the valley is a place called Lengshui City on the north coast of the eastern border of the seven kingdoms.
Chapter completed!