On the carriage journey to the North, Ellie recalled the map of the Kingdom of Clark in her mind.
"West County is your territory, South County is the domain of the Duke of Red Pomegranate, and the North is the domain of the Duke of Wolf."
"Then to the east, the area east of the capital, who does it belong to? The royal family?"
The original owner's memories of this place were completely blank, and Li Aili was impressed by the original owner's love-obsessed nature.
You don't remember anything important.
The Duke put down the official documents in his hand, looked at Li Aili, and gave her an unexpected answer, "It's the Kelan family."
"Fosse Colan".
The pillar of the Coran family, the old Marquis Coran, is also Charlie Coran's father, and is now 81 years old.
Li Aili vaguely remembered, "Isn't Fox Colan already...very old?"
A mage, a holy warrior, a paladin—any one of them has a lifespan of over three hundred years.
Although they will not stay young forever, for professionals who have broken through the shackles of the mundane, 80 years old is definitely not like what Fox Colan looks like.
Before her marriage, Ellie Nice had met the old marquess at a high-society ball.
With his white hair and vigorous spirit, he was definitely not a great master who had transcended the mortal realm.
The fact that the king entrusted the capital to the Kelan family for protection is tantamount to acknowledging that the Kelan family's military strength is comparable to that of the three dukes.
Leaving aside the Duke of Red Pomegranate, there is also the Duke of the North, whom we have never met.
My boyfriend, who is ostensibly a Platinum-ranked Knight, is actually a Paladin.
With that kind of fighting ability, could the old Marquis of Fos-Colan withstand a punch from Arthur?
Arthur said, "The members of the Kelan family are indeed not a threat. But there is one thing about them that is quite a headache."
"What is it?" Li Aili asked.
"'The Horn of the Dead'"
"Once upon a time, an ancestor of the Kelan family saved a princess in distress."
Although, in the end, the princess still tragically perished.
However, by a twist of fate, she was transformed into a necromancer by a necromancer.
She remembered the kindness shown to her in life, and so, she gifted the Kelan family the 'Horn of the Dead,' promising them a certain commitment.
"As long as that horn is sounded, the undead army will surely come to our aid."
As he spoke, the Duke removed his white gloves and gently touched the back of Li Aili's hand with his fingertips.
He felt the temperature of the back of her hand and then raised his hand to increase the temperature of the fire magic stone inside the carriage.
Li Aili asked incredulously, "The undead? Would they fight for the living because of a favor done for them in life?"
The Duke said, "For some people, a promise is more important than life and death."
Everything outside the window was silvery white.
"Ellie, what about you?"
Li Aili didn't think too much about those words. She said seriously, "It depends on the situation."
"I believe in keeping my word when it comes to important matters, but if you try to trick me into drinking a 'shrinking potion,' well..."
This topic ended with a "hehe".
Amidst the wind and snow, the convoy arrived at the city gates of Erie.
The knights, sitting on their horses, were getting impatient.
"Damn it... We waste half a day here every time. We should advise His Highness to just take this place over."
On horseback, Silas, who had just been promoted to deputy commander of the Blue Agate Regiment, couldn't help but complain to Balk in a low voice.
No sooner had he finished speaking than a head popped out from the city wall. It was an old acquaintance, the bishop of Erie.
The bishop, over 80 years old, grinned broadly and greeted the knights below in a loud voice, "What wind blew you here, Duke, in this blizzard?"
Balk looked up, his eyes squinting as the wind and snow blew. "Open the door. The Duke needs passage to the North."
The bishop grinned from ear to ear, "Oh ho ho ho~~~ Duke Cold Emerald's travel plans are really 'full' this year~~~ Hahahaha!"
His answer was Balk's knight's longsword, which flashed out with a "whoosh".
The bishop immediately turned around and angrily shouted, "You blind fools! Hurry up and open the door for the Duke! It's freezing cold! By the God of Light, please don't let any of you knights get cold!"
Soon, the city gates swung open, and the city lord of Erie, with tears of happiness streaming from his eyes, rubbed his hands together and waved enthusiastically as he followed Leng Feicui's carriage to greet him.
And there was a huge bubble on his head:
[Bullshit! Bullshit, bullshit!! He shows up the moment I need to do something!!! Should I just put a doorbell on my bed?! Bastard!!]
Li Aili, who happened to be looking out the window: "..."
Looking at the city lord's 'sincere' and 'joyful' 'smile' again, it's somewhat heartbreaking.
That's not right!
Realizing what was happening, Li Aili immediately glanced at the magic clock inside the carriage.
It's 3 PM!
Lord city lord! What should you be doing at this time?
Soon, the convoy arrived at the Church of Erie.
The church missionaries immediately opened the portal.
Li Aili saw bubbles rising above many people's heads: [Just bear with it a little longer, just bear with it a little longer. The bishop said he'll submit a report to the church today and request that this broken door be demolished.]
Demolition can begin before the end of next year.
Li Aili: "...Um, I feel like Erie City is going to dismantle this portal."
"If that's the case, does that mean we'll have to travel long distances in the future?"
The duke, his eyes lowered as he looked at the official document, didn't even raise his head. "That's wonderful. In that case, I can send troops to take this place after spring."
Li Aili: "..."
Looking at the missionary blowing 'black bubbles' outside the window, her gaze held a hint of pity.
The carriage passed through the portal and arrived at Winter City, a city located on the edge of the North.
This is probably because the North has three seasons, all of which are spent in the cold winter.
This chapter is not finished, please click the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
