The rest of the journey was free of difficulties and dangers, and the group arrived at Niubao smoothly by boat.

Lann put the dragonfly's body into his inventory, intending to dissect it when he got to Niubao. Although Lann did not find any mutation-inducing substances in its body, the chitinous shells and various glands of the insectoids were also widely used materials in alchemical experiments.

At first, the servants wanted to salvage the frozen fragments of the dragonfly monster that sank to the bottom of the river. They thought that it was also the property of the Earl. Later, Lann, who was sympathetic to his subordinates, stopped them and said that it was not necessary. The river full of dead animals and human excrement was really not a place for people to stay.

Moreover, the first dragonfly monster was frozen by the North Wind and then shattered into pieces. After being polluted by the dirty river water, there are probably not many usable materials left.

Xia Ni was very interested in the anatomy of the dragonfly monster, and Lan En was a little worried that he might divert this little girl from being a medical student to studying other majors.

The transport ship slowly approached the shore, and the survivors cheered and ran into the port, attracting the attention of people around them. Why were these people as excited as the sailors who had been drifting on the sea for several months?

Then something attracted their attention even more. A team of fully armed warriors came down from the transport ship, mixed with five or six dwarves, and leading them was a knight with dazzling blond hair.

Whose army is this?

The onlookers had an unusually large number of questions today, or rather, there were indeed some problems with this ship.

But they soon realized that these were not the issues they should be thinking about, because there was already a team of fully armed Redanian soldiers on the shore to meet them, and their number was no less than that of the team of soldiers who had just got off the ship.

Do you want to fight?

Even though they knew this was not a question they should be thinking about, doubts still continued to pop up in the minds of the onlookers.

On the other side, Lann, who led the team down from the transport ship, quickly noticed the group of soldiers coming towards him. He never tried to hide his whereabouts. It was obvious that this group of soldiers had received orders from the king a long time ago and were waiting for him.

This is a normal phenomenon. It is rare to see cold treatment like that of Foltest.

Lan looked at this diplomatic team. At the front of this group of Redanian soldiers was a man who was not dressed as a soldier.

This man was big and strong. Lan was over 1.8 meters tall, which was six feet in northern China. But the man in front of him was more than a head taller than Lan, definitely over two meters tall. Whoever saw him would sigh that he was a brave man.

But such a lewd-looking man was wearing brightly colored silk clothes and seemed to be a nobleman; but his hair and beard were not well-groomed, and he only kept a short stubble, looking very fierce.

At this moment, this man was holding his hands in front of his chest, ready for battle. He looked like two sperm whales bowing to a beluga whale. Combined with his hair color and skin color, he looked more like a pig that had just taken a bath, which was a bit funny.

But Lann knew that the fat-looking giant in front of him was neither a soldier nor a court nobleman, but was engaged in a profession that could not be associated with his appearance in any way - a royal spy.

Or rather, a spy.

Sigismund Dijkstra, the head of Redania's intelligence organization, may be living in the shadows now, but Lane knows how powerful this man will be in the future.

After the death of the King of Redania, Dijkstra will become the actual ruler of Redania. He is calm, decisive, extremely gifted in intelligence, has a keen political sense and is far-sighted. He also loves his country deeply. If he were a Cintrian, Lan would be happy to make friends with him.

At this moment, seeing Lann coming down from the boat, the Redanian intelligence chief, who had already memorized Lann's appearance and clothing, immediately restrained his expression and revealed a smile that was completely in line with social etiquette on his fierce face.

"May I ask if Lord Lannister is here? I am Lord Dixter of Redania, and the King has ordered me to wait here for a long time."

Being able to use such a face to make such a polite expression without making people feel awkward, and even comfortable, really shows a strong ability to manage facial expressions and really has great acting skills.

"I am Lord Lannister of Cintra. I am sorry to have kept you waiting."

Hearing Dijkstra's words, Lann also showed a calculated smile on his face. He responded to the other party's words, expressing his long-standing admiration for the King of Redania and his deep honor to be received.

Two warriors who are strong enough to lift a tripod can speak sweet words better than any politicians at this moment.

Suddenly, there was a sound of flapping wings in the air, and a huge gray owl flapped its wings and flew over from the direction of the Bullburg, standing on Dijkstra's shoulder and staring at Lane.

Lan narrowed his eyes slightly and suddenly laughed: "Is this your pet? What a great bird, with beautiful feathers. If possible, please allow me to touch it?"

The Lion Count said seriously: "I have a good horse, and it is also very smart. I think we may have a lot to talk about raising animals..."

A very human look of astonishment suddenly appeared in the owl's eyes.

Dijkstra coughed lightly: "No, no, this is... His Majesty's 'distinguished guest'."

The intelligence chief winked, as if trying to end Lan's interest in the owl.

Lan nodded and said in understanding, "I didn't expect that His Majesty the King also has a hobby of raising birds of prey - 'Guest'? I understand. Its status in the court must be higher than that of ordinary nobles."

Dijkstra coughed twice and could only say, "It's been a long journey, and I'm sure you're all tired. The warriors of Cintra have already arranged accommodations. Please follow me."

The King of Redania came to the Oxburgh and naturally stayed in the largest place in the academy. In order to facilitate the reception of the envoys, the group was also arranged to live in the Oxburgh.

Niubao is known as the "unpolished gem of the north" and the "cradle city". The entire city exists to serve Niubao College. It is a miracle city full of color, noise and sweet fragrance. The main part of the town is composed of narrow streets and colorful wooden pointed roofs. Every aspect of the city depends on the college and its teachers and students, the scientific knowledge of the college and the partners and guests produced in the research.

Although the professors and tutors in Niuburg have mastered a set of methods to create commercial profits from theoretical practice, they are still a long way from complete self-sufficiency. Therefore, academic research and education here still require an astonishing amount of investment. The most important investor is King Vizimir II of Redania.

This meant that although Niubao had the legal privilege of being non-political and not belonging to any country, it was still nominally subordinate to Redania - not to mention that even their land was Redania's territory.

On this point, Lann admired Vizimir II's broad-mindedness. He knew too well the importance of education and high-end talents.

At this time, Vizimir II was receiving a financial report from Dean Niubao, probably about applying for funding. The king had no plans for about two hours, so it was a good opportunity to arrange for Lann to visit.

This amount of time was just enough for Lan to take a shower, change clothes, and complete the etiquette.

Milva's eyes sparkled.

Xia Ni also needed to leave Lan En's team and report to the new students. She would spend the next few years in Niubao. Although Lan En coveted this gold card, he had to wait until the other party grew up completely.

I believe that these few days of getting along have already left enough of a first impression. If we keep in touch and I mobilize national-level monetary power to support her dream, this girl will not be able to escape.

Since he had nothing to do now, Lan took the initiative to find the receptionist assigned by Niubao and asked, "Is there a vacant biology dissection room or something like that here? I have a rare biological specimen that needs to be processed."

This was obviously referring to the dragonfly monster's corpse. Shani's eyes lit up immediately: "Mr. Lannister?"

Lann smiled and said, "Just consider it as a parting gift for you."

A medical student might not be qualified to use the dissection room. Lann's status as a count when he was away from home was not very useful in Niuburg, but with his status as a guest of Vizimir II, even Niuburg had to give him some face.

Lann sent his servants to deal with the dragonfly monster's corpse with Shani, and the experienced Zoltan came over to teach the servants how to decompose such a large monster. The servants were happy to learn, after all, they would use it frequently in the foreseeable future.

When Lann returned to his room, Milva had already prepared hot water. Before leaving Brochilon, she had specially consulted Lann's personal butler Hardy about the usual procedures for bathing and changing clothes for Lann, and even prepared a few small bottles of scented oil. She was waiting for this moment!

Looking at Milva's face full of expectation, she was actually right about one thing: she was the only girl in the team, who else could do such a thing except her?

Refusing such things would seem too harsh on the servants.

Half an hour later.

Lan looked in the mirror, at his slightly red shoulders, chest and abdomen, with a complicated expression.

Milva lowered her head, with a self-blaming expression on her face: "I'm sorry, Lord Earl, please punish me... This is my first time, I have no experience, so I can't control the strength well."

She held a soft-bristled bath brush in her hand. "Hadi clearly said that this would be very comfortable. Maybe after I do it a few more times and become more proficient, it will feel much better..."

Lann sighed slightly. Fortunately, it was his strengthened body. If it were a real noble with delicate skin and tender flesh, his body would not just turn red, but would bleed.

"I'll do it myself."