Lord of the Oasis

Bags of salt, spices and sugar stacked from inside the shop all the way out into the streets. Merchants loaded with goods going flooded the streets with their carriages. The air was filled with fragrances emanating from all manner of spices. It was a prosperous, lively city at the side of the oasis. Sounds of metals being hammered and threads being woven were heard all over the place, as smiths and craftsmen were busy at work in their respective workshops. The banner of the successor of the Kingdom of Swadia—Baron Kant—was hanging on the city gates. The citizens lived peaceful, happy lives, revering their lord from the bottom of their hearts. Soldiers on the city walls armed with crossbows stood guard over the city, and footmen wearing mail armor patrolled the streets. The place was one of peace and security.

Ji Mansion's Old Zhao · Games

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The Cold Baron Dylan

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Kant did not wait for long.

About ten minutes later, a burly figure wearing mail armor appeared on the city wall.

His slightly messy hair casually draped behind his head. His face was covered with sword scars due to his injuries. It was obvious that he was a person born out of a battlefield. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's.

He was the Lord of the Stone Pass, the Baron of North County, Dylan.

Below the city wall, Manid looked up at the baron who was also sizing them up. His expression was slightly solemn.

Manid, who came from a merchant family, naturally knew how to read people's expressions.

And now, he was looking at this Baron Dylan who stood atop the city wall. There was a hint of doubt in his eyes. The reason was that, from his appearance, he did not seem like the kind of self-indulgent person addicted to the pursuit of pleasure, and who did not know how to develop his estate.

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