Roa City was the largest metropolis in the Fitoa region. The city walls were seven or eight meters high, surrounding the entire city in a ring. Carriages came and went around the city gates, filled with the prosperity of the commodity economy that Asura was so proud of. It never stopped, even in the dead of early spring nights. The city lights of Roa illuminated the entire night, making it very lively.
But in the center of the city, there was a place where the lights were somewhat dim, appearing particularly quiet in the bustling first half of the night. Could it be that the closer one got to the city center, the less prosperous it became? No. Because that was the residence of the lord of Fitoa. And the lord's second son, the mayor of Roa City, the administrator of this city—Philip Boreas Greyrat—did not like noise. That was why the center of the city was so quiet at night.
At this moment, inside the residence, the moonlight over Fitoa shone through the window onto the desk. The squinting man sat at the desk, looking at a letter that had recently arrived from a remote village in the north. A strange light flickered in his eyes.
"Oh? This information was delivered this morning?"
"Yes." A deep, resonant voice came from behind him. It was a burly man with short, neat hair, the butler of this mansion and Philip's secretary—Thomas.
Why was he said to be his secretary? Because Philip's primary secretary had an empty head, so someone had to help her out. For example, right now, the primary secretary was standing expressionlessly in front of Philip's desk with a long sword at her waist. If one noticed her constantly vigilant eyes, this one-meter-ninety beast-girl looked more like a bodyguard than a secretary. If there was a time when she performed her secretarial duties, it would probably be more appropriate for her to only be responsible for answering questions related to martial arts. For example, what talents had recently appeared in the Fitoa region, were there any up-and-coming adventurers, and were they suitable to be brought to Roa to serve Philip?
"Last winter's monster tide did cause considerable losses to the surrounding villages, but Buena Village was spared. I heard that my dear cousin's family took in a talented adventurer in swordsmanship who single-handedly wiped out the source of the monster tide. Do you know about this? Ghislaine?"
Ghislaine kept a straight face, glanced at Thomas beside Philip, and seeing that the other party seemed to be unaware of the situation, she lowered her head and spoke with practiced ease. "Reporting to the young master, I know. According to the information, the other party should be a Water God Style swordsman, his strength should be at the advanced level, but he is not old, so his future achievements in swordsmanship should not be limited to this."
Philip raised his eyes. "Water God Style? Is it necessary to recruit him?"
Ghislaine paused for a moment and said, "I don't recommend recruiting him. It's still unknown whether he can grow."
Philip watched as Thomas poured him a drink. The dark red liquid formed a thin line, shining in the candlelight, connecting with the silver cup on the desk. "Didn't you say he has potential for growth? It just so happens that Eris is still lacking a Water God Style sword teacher. A girl like her, it's not right for her to keep practicing the Sword God Style."
The flow of water broke for a moment, then reconnected. Philip moved his gaze from the rim of the cup and looked at Ghislaine with a smile. "I also heard that Paul's son is quite talented in magic, and Eris also happens to be lacking a magic teacher. What do you think of the proposal to invite them over to be the child's tutors, while at the same time observing their growth and seeing if it's necessary to recruit them in the future?"
"There is currently only one Sword King in the family. I feel that it is still not enough to deter the petty thieves..." The flow of water stopped. Thomas carefully placed the container with the drink on the table. Ghislaine raised her eyes and looked at Thomas's hand. "Are you going to cultivate the mansion's direct subordinates yourself?"
"Yes, it just so happens that I'm using the excuse of finding a tutor for Eris. After all, the outside world knows about Eris's temper. This kind of behavior also seems very natural and won't attract too much outside attention and suspicion. What do you think..."
"How is it?"
Ghislaine lowered her head again and said very sincerely, "I think it's fine, but I don't know if the young lady will like it. If the young lady doesn't like it, we might not be able to keep them for long. With the young lady's temper..." Her words trailed off.
Philip rubbed his chin. "This is simple. In a few days, I'll send a letter to Paul and take Eris with me to see them. We can judge whether she likes it or not on the spot."
Ghislaine was silent for a moment, then a hesitant and somewhat wooden tone slowly sounded. "Are you going alone? Won't that be a bit dangerous? Do you need me to accompany you?"
"No need. You know Paul. He wouldn't have any other ideas about me. And he's an advanced level in all three schools, so safety in Buena Village should be guaranteed. Besides, there aren't that many dirty things in the Fitoa region. It's just finding a tutor for Eris. No need to worry too much."
Hearing this, Ghislaine seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and her tense body relaxed. "Okay. I understand." This sentence became lively, no longer with a wooden tone.
A hidden smile flashed in Philip's eyes. He waved his hand at Thomas and Ghislaine behind him. "Okay, there's nothing else. You can go about your business. I'll play a game of chess and then go to bed."
Ghislaine nodded and left the room. Thomas, on the other hand, took out a chessboard that looked very similar to international chess and placed it in front of Philip. He also bowed and left. His posture was very respectful, but his walking speed was a little faster than usual.
The door was closed. Philip stood up, opened the window behind him, sat down again, and began to set up the chessboard. When his pieces were all set up, a figure flipped in through the window. It was Ghislaine. She took out a piece of paper from her clothes and handed it to Philip.
The latter didn't even look at it, and placed the Beast God language dialogue draft that he had written himself with a dictionary on the candlelight. The same sentence, just needed to be said in human language. Because the primary secretary couldn't even read human language. "You memorized it well. It would be even better if you added some emotion."
Ghislaine remained serious. "The young master wrote it well, but the wording is a bit particular, and it's not easy to translate into human language."
Philip's fingers stiffened, and he casually brushed away the ashes of the letter with a helpless expression. "Have you checked that place outside Liget City? Are there any traces?"
"I've checked. Although there are only some bones left, the work was very clean and neat, without any extra wounds."
"Unlike my own sword theory, he only retains the most appropriate attack angle and battle aura release."
Philip grinned, looking very happy. "Such a high evaluation?"
"His talent is as strong as the rumors say. The traces that can be seen at present are the Sword God Style and the Water God Style. The former is at least at the advanced level, and the latter... is at the Saint level. There is no doubt about this... speaking of which... it seems that his assassination might have been discovered by the Water God Leda. Not long after the bandit group was annihilated, the Water God Style main dojo gave that kind of reaction."
Philip was silent for a moment before saying, "It's fine. I heard that Leda also thinks highly of him. There's no other news so far, which proves that she's not interested in the drama of master and disciple turning against each other. And a person like James can't drive such a person."
"That's true."
The two were silent for a moment, with only the sound of Philip moving the chess pieces. After a long while, Ghislaine finally spoke. "Young master, won't this be a bit unsafe? The young lady..."
Philip squinted, his expression unchanged. "There's a gap in information. How can it be unsafe with you personally on the sidelines? It's just 'seeing' his strength. And the strength information released just now is not on the same level as Alan at all."
Philip reached out and swept away the 'guard' next to the 'king' with a piece similar to a 'fortress'. The piece fell to the ground, bounced up again, and it took a long time for the sound to completely subside. "Now, we just need to wait for Thomas to take the bait. Darius is wary of father, and his reach has been so long for so many years."
"It's time to cut it off."
"Yes."
(Author's Note)
I feel like I wrote this chapter quite well. Maybe it's boring? But I filled a few plot holes, dug two small ones that will be filled soon, and then established some character. The hidden plot of Eris's kidnapping, already posted, look back, it's in the public chapters.
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