[Chapter 401 Bards from all over the world]
The northern plains have not been hot this year. When it is the hottest time in the past, it is only about 24 degrees this year, accompanied by a cool breeze and occasional drizzle.
It can be said that people living in the northern plains don’t know what a hot summer is!
But the atmosphere in Winter City is unusually warm. As the succession ceremony approaches, various preparations continue to advance. It is no longer a secret that the lord of Winter City, Duke David of Glamorgan, is about to inherit the throne.
The residents of Winter City all know that their lord is about to become king. For ordinary people, this does not seem to have much to do with them, but when the day is approaching, Winter City is filled with an unusually warm atmosphere.
It seems that a celebration that can make the whole nation revel is gradually taking shape.
In this atmosphere, even the people around David are affected.
“It’s just a ceremony.”
“This is a grand ceremony for the succession to the throne.”
Elias is the etiquette officer of Duke David of Glamorgan, and he is responsible for the entire succession ceremony.
From the venue, the selection of people, the process, etc., everything must be controlled by the etiquette officer Elias Parker.
As a ceremonial officer, being able to be fully responsible for a succession ceremony to the throne during one’s lifetime can be said to be reaching the pinnacle of his profession.
No one takes this ceremony more seriously than Elias.
Therefore, the biggest challenge for Elias Parker is not the various details in the ceremony, but how to make His Excellency David, the Duke of Glamorgan, pay attention to this ceremony.
Because His Excellency does not seem to care much about this matter.
“This is related to the formal establishment of the Kingdom of Winter. This moment may become an epic legend that will be sung for thousands of years. Your Excellency does not want to be the protagonist of a joke for future generations, right?”
“That makes sense.”
Recently, many people have come to Winter City. In addition to the civilians and nobles of the Kingdom of Tilan who are avoiding the war, and the messengers of some lords, there are also many “adventurers”, among which the most common are bards. Bards
like to travel and adventure everywhere, and compile what they see and hear into stories and poems and then sing them everywhere.
This is their way of life, source of income, and also the source of power.
In the past, there were no bards on the northern plains. Even though the Kingdom of Tiran moved its capital to Winter City, the bards had no interest in the remote Winter City. It
was not until David released the news that he would inherit the throne of the Kingdom of Tiran and even renamed the Kingdom of Tiran the Kingdom of Winter that this group of people became curious.
The change of dynasties and flags finally aroused the curiosity of the bards. They set out to the northern plains one after another, including bards from the New Alan Federation, the Thordurmar Empire, and the Holy Kingdom of Gaunt. There were
even some from even more distant places.
“So, this Lord Duke of Glamorgan initially established a village with the support of Laura Crawford; with the help of Helen, he established a powerful army like the Spartan Heavy Infantry Regiment; with the help of the high elf Liadrin, he established the Cathedral of Holy Light; and now with the relationship of Princess Sophia, he is about to become king.”
Edkin told Shirley and Sansa, whom he had met not long ago, the information he had sorted out during this period.
“It seems that the Duke of Glamorgan got his current status by relying on women.” Edkin looked envious and jealous: “He seems to be a very charming guy.”
“…”
Shirley was speechless, and Sansa was stunned. They both couldn’t figure out how this bard who was said to come from a distant place came to such a conclusion.
“Any questions?”
“Uh… It sounds like there is no problem?”
Edkin nodded, wrote something in his notebook, put away the notebook and pen, and sighed twice: “I have to say that the things in Winter City are really convenient to use.”
In addition, the environment and convenient daily facilities of Winter City also left a deep impression on him. After living here for a while, he felt that he would not be able to adapt after returning to the continent of Faerun
. “Ahem, anyway, I have understood the general situation, and I should be able to write a very attractive and good story.” Edkin thanked the two and left happily.
Looking at Edkin who had already left, Sansa glanced at Shirley beside her: “I think he is a little strange.”
“Yeah.” Shirley nodded. She knew that the bard named Edkin was secretly planning something, but she didn’t tell Sansa about these things. Anyway
, she had already reported Edkin’s affairs. No matter what this man who called himself a bard was going to do, it was the intelligence department’s business to deal with.
In comparison, Shirley was more curious about Sansa’s recent situation. It was said that she followed her father to King’s Landing…
Edkin, who had separated from his new friend not long ago, walked on the streets of Winter City with a happy face. He was not so noticeable like the countless ordinary people around him, and he would stop and stay in a store from time to time. After
strolling for a long time, Edkin activated his magical shuttle ability and returned to his own world.
Edkin, a bard from the continent of Faerun, was a former harpist. Since his wife was killed, he gave up his oath and made money by stealing with several companions.
Not long ago, Edkin accidentally came to Winter City and was immediately attracted by this majestic, spectacular, clean and beautiful city.
He believed that there must be huge wealth in this beautiful city.
What’s more perfect is that he is not from this world, so as long as he runs back to Faerun after success, he doesn’t even have to worry about anyone looking for trouble with him.
After telling his companions about his “discovery”, Edkin began to make various preparations for the plan.
Including finding suitable targets, investigating various information about Winter City, etc.
During this period, he has understood the environment of Winter City clearly enough, but he has never really explored the most conspicuous Castle Glamorgan. It
‘s too dangerous, and he doesn’t want to arouse the vigilance of Winter City.
After all, he just wants to find a rich target and plunder some money. There are enough suitable targets in Winter City, and those nobles have enough assets. It is much safer to steal these people than to provoke a city lord.
Edkin was very happy because the Lord of Winter City, the Duke of Glamorgan, was about to succeed to the throne, which led to the continuous arrival of “outsiders” in Winter City during this period, so he felt that he and his companions could hide well and not be discovered.
After Edkin’s efforts for a period of time, things developed steadily according to the plan, including his contact with “Sansa, who also came to Winter City from another world”, and then obtained the props through Sansa to quickly learn the common language of Brunnia, making his investigation work smoother, etc.
Edkin returned to the continent of Faerun and reunited with his companions, while sharing the information he collected with his companions, and formulating, or modifying and perfecting his own plan.
“A young duke who has several lovers, including a princess.” Furch Fitzwilliam looked at the various intelligence information that Edkin had sorted out, and was not very satisfied with Edkin’s targeting ordinary nobles: “Why don’t we just target this duke?”
“Too dangerous.” Edkin continued to write and draw. He not only investigated a lot of intelligence information, but also drew a simple map of Winter City: “Winter City is more powerful than I can imagine. I think it is more dangerous to provoke this duke than to provoke a dragon.”
“Uh…” Warlock Simon raised his hand after hearing Edkin’s description and said: “If it is really that dangerous, why do we still go to Winter City? Even if the other nobles in the city are not as terrible as the duke, they can still mobilize the soldiers of Winter City, right?” “
No, the situation is different.” Edkin simply explained to his partner: Although the army of Winter City is powerful and has many magical weapons and equipment, ordinary nobles cannot mobilize these soldiers, and their residences are not guarded by these soldiers.
In addition, Winter City also has many magical races. These races have powerful strength, and they only obey the Duke of Glamorgan.
“A magical race?”
“Yes, Cybertronians are five to eight meters tall, made of metal, and can transform into vehicles or airplanes.” Edkin briefly described them: “Kryptonians who have great strength and physique and can fly at will.”
He had personally seen Cybertronians transform and Kryptonians fly overhead, and with some of Sansa’s description, he listed these two races as huge threats.
Fortunately, as long as he didn’t provoke the Duke, Cybertronians and Kryptonians would not come to trouble him.
However, after listening to Edkin’s description, Simon firmly believed that this was a very bad plan. Even the barbarian Holger, who was usually fearless, felt that Edkin’s choice this time was not very wise.
“Maybe we should give up this operation.”
“No, how can we give up?” Before Edkin could speak, Fudge was the first to express his opposition: “Do you want to keep stealing like this? As long as we can get enough wealth from Winter City, we can say goodbye to our identity as thieves and live a stable life.” Edkin, who
was a little hesitant at first, glanced at his daughter Kira after hearing Fudge’s words, and confirmed his wavering idea: “This is the last time. As long as we succeed, we can say goodbye to this wandering career of thieves.”
(End of this chapter)