Chapter 3 Monfitos

Monfitos, the name of a giant sea beast. Legend has it that this sea beast has the head of a wild elephant. According to legend, no one has seen it before, and now a city named after Monfitos appeared in front of Sean. Monfitos was upgraded to a city by the Kingdom of Surtilt two years ago. The foundation is still shallow, and it is far from magnificent for now, but this is just the beginning.

With the flag of the Montell family set to open the way, the sailing boat Sean was on board was directly allowed into the port without having to be checked. After actually walking into the city of Monfitos, Sean really felt the city's dynamic, like a burning flame, exuding scorching light and heat.

Through the glass carriage window, watching the people coming and going and the goods coming and going on the main street of Monfitos, Sean's handsome face showed a contemplative color. Monfitos is a pioneering city. It is extremely abnormal that this situation can be formed in just a few years, and the intervention of major forces is indispensable behind the scenes.

"The magic wave is about to rise. It seems that the major forces in Sutilt have reached a certain consensus, at least in the development of the new world."

As the first inline of the Montel family's heir, Sean clearly understands what's happening. As an old kingdom, Sutilte's land area is not very large, but industry and commerce are very developed. The various forces in the country are intertwined. Only on the bright side, there are the royal family, major nobles, and behind the scenes are the churches of various gods, and there are hidden organizations and cults.

With so many forces, contradictions are naturally indispensable. After all, the cake is only so big. The most obvious ones are the contradiction between royal power and theocratic power, the contradiction between the royal family and the great aristocracy, the contradiction between the real power feudal aristocracy and the emerging commercial aristocracy, the contradiction between the orthodox religion and the cult, and many more.

Under such circumstances, the major forces can reach a certain consensus, which shows that they attach great importance to the matter of the New World or the Demon Tide. Thinking of these Sean, felt a little heavy inexplicably, and felt like he was about to be overwhelmed by the billowing waves. At this moment, Sean had a deeper understanding of what the body's father, the contemporary Patriarch of the Montell family, Heston Montell, had said before leaving.

You must know that the Montell family sent him, the first heir, to the New World not to allow him to develop a pioneering land, or that this is not his first goal, but to use the stronger magic power and the more accessible extraordinary power of the New World and new resources to improve his own strength as soon as possible which is fundamental.

"Delegation, extraordinary, and strength." Various thoughts continued to emerge in his mind. Amidst the sound of horseshoes, Sean arrived at a small manor of the Montell family in the eastern part of Memphis, which is the noble district. Sean just relatively speaking, is still very satisfied with this manor on a different continent. Saying goodbye to Sir Link and agreeing to go to the black market together, Sean can finally relax his tired body.

Although the body of the first-order wizard is much stronger than that of ordinary people, it is limited in the end. The four-month sea life really made Sean's body unbearable. After taking a comfortable bath under the service of the maid, Sean fell asleep until dawn.

The next day Sean who has a dislike for complicated noble costumes, took him about half an hour, to put on but unfortunately, it was necessary, after all, he was going to visit the nominal master of this city.

Monfitos.

Arrived at the City Hall in a magnificent carriage. As a result of handing the greeting card in advance, Sean was able to meet the current Mayor of Monfitos, Asim Bansain, smoothly. Of course, smoothness is only on the surface, at least there are two waves of censorship that Sean feels, but it is normal if you think about it. After all, as the nominal controller of Menfitos, Asim Bansean is safety is very important.

Under the guidance of the secretary, Sean walked into the office and saw the goal of the trip. Looking at the slender, even thin, silver-haired, meticulous man, with gold eyes, holding a quill and looking down at the document, Sean couldn't help but recall the information collected by the Montell family.

Asim Bansain, 43 years old, a branch of the royal family of King Sutilt, a court count, served as the Minister of the Interior, a third-order orthodox knight, trained in the secret "Iron-Blooded Banner" hidden in the royal house, fighting strength Powerful, according to assessment, it has the ability to be comparable to ordinary Tier 4 potion professionals.

To be honest, the true image of Asim is very different from what Sean imagined based on the data. Sean wants to be able to cultivate to the third level in the cruel "Iron Blood Banner" under the current situation. To the extent that Asim was not a big man with a full face, he was also a knight with strong limbs and cold temperament. He did not expect to be a gentleman with a gentle temperament.

"Why? Sir Sean has any doubts?"

I don't know when Asim put down the quill in his hand and looked up at Sean, the broken golden pupils of the royal family's symbol rippling with a gentle smile. When he heard this, Sean, who was initially distracted, showed a polite smile on his mouth, stroked his chest with his right hand, bowed slightly, and said,

" Hear tribute to Earl Asim."

Under normal circumstances, Sean should call Asim Bansai not Earl, but Bansain is the representative of the royal family, and only the king can represent Bansain in Sutilt, so he can only be called Earl Asim.

"I don't have any doubts. I just lost my mind. After all, your current image is quite different from what I had imagined before."

"Oh, well, it seems that I disappointed Sir Sean. "

Speaking warmly, looking at Sean, who was outspoken and admitted that he was distracted, the smile in Asim's eyes became stronger, and he even teased Sean a little bit. Without waiting for Sean to reply, Asim immediately said:

"Sir Sean, please sit down and speak."

With that, Asim walked out from behind the desk. Hearing this, Sean did not refuse and went straight to the sofa to sit down. Taking out a wine from the wine rack, opening the bottle neatly, Asim poured a glass for Sean and himself.

"Taste, the blue flame, a specialty of Monfitos, is not as good as the beauty of the moon of the Montelle family, but it has a different flavor."

Sean took it and took a sip. The entrance is cold and the taste is slightly astringent. There is a fiery sensation rising from the abdomen, which is indeed a kind of distinctive wine. In the next hour, Sean and Asim had a cordial conversation about the wine, the royal family, and the glory of the Montre family.

Stepping out of the city hall, sitting in the gorgeous carriage, the smile that had been hanging around Sean's mouth suddenly disappeared. Although the one-hour chat did not say anything about the topic, Asim's attitude had already indicated everything, for Sean's arrival. He is welcoming, at least as it is now. After confirming Asim's attitude, Sean breathed a sigh of relief even though he had anticipated it a long time ago. Then he only needs to deal with the trivial matters, and he will be able to pioneer the green field of the Montell family in the New World.