It was January 1st. In this world, there were no such customs as Christmas or New Year's Day.
In the Southern Countries, the Algeria Kingdom and the Tilia Kingdom each followed their own cultural practices.
As for the Frank Kingdom, it did have the Knight King's Expedition Day, but that was mostly limited to exchanging blessings. The Frankish Nobles were so focused on military spending—stretching every coin to its limit—that they had few holiday traditions. At most, they would host a banquet when a friend visited.
The southern district of the Frankish Royal Capital was the most prosperous area in the entire city. Commercial families from all over the Human World owned property here.
In a luxurious villa in the southern district, Count Sriphine listened to his subordinate's report, rubbing his temples.
"You're saying Earl Harold is feeling unwell? That he can't meet with us?" Count Sriphine looked at Viscount Tanggeli'an.
