Edge of the Apocalypse
Chapter 582: Pay Respects to the Count

'"I heard that there is a joint fleet invading the Rudson Domain. The Federation is powerless to avatar and can only open up the interstellar battlefield. Let the noble families enter. Young Master Allen will be recalled by his family and will head to the interstellar battlefield. So, we will have to rely on us for the next period of time." Edward gave a brief account of the situation.

On the other side, Roger had already retrieved all their luggage, so everyone left the dock.

After entering Ark Harbor, Roger showed them to a hotel that had been booked in early in the morning. After arranging the room, Edward asked Roger to take them to White Fort. Roger smiled and said, "Sir Edward, there's no hurry. The new Earl is busy and we have to make an appointment. After hearing that you've arrived today, I've already asked someone to send a name card for him, but it might be tomorrow or the day after tomorrow before the Earl can find the time."

"So long?" Edward frowned.

Roger's men came back and whispered in his ear. Roger looked surprised and said to Edward, "I heard you are Sir Allen's agent. The count has arranged a meeting with you in the afternoon."

Gillescan saw him as soon as possible, but Edward did not refuse. So Roger hosted a lunch at a famous restaurant in Ark Harbor. Lunch was also rich and mostly seafood. Several of the dishes were specially prepared to make Edward and the others feel delicious for the first time. After lunch, after a short break, Roger arranged for a carriage to take Edward and the others to White Fort.

The carriage was stopped at the entrance of White Castle, and a few soldiers wearing light brown armor came forward to interrogate them. The soldiers had arrogant expressions on their faces. Edward noticed that their helmets had deer-like horns and reliefs on their chests. The armor was elegant in design, but Edward shook his head when it came to practicality. Forget about the horns on the helmet, other than increasing the weight, they couldn't see any effect at all. Could it be that the soldiers had to use their horns to counter the enemy like deer? There was also the relief on his chest. That's right, the armor looked exquisite, but the hollowness and protrusion caused the armor on his chest to be defenseless. Such armor, I'm afraid the fire and spear can pierce through even if they're closer, so what kind of defense is there to talk about?

These soldiers were all wearing dark green cloaks, but they all looked extraordinary. Their tone was also very cold. They asked the people in the car, "Who are you? This is not a random place for people to enter and exit. If you don't receive an invitation, scram immediately."

Edward snorted, and Wilick and Bloy, who were riding their horses behind the carriage, became unhappy. In their eyes, these soldiers were only beautiful decorations at best. When it came to combat strength, even the most ordinary infantry of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine were lacking. Although they were wearing exquisite armor and had a mighty cloak hanging down, each of them had low Origin Energy, and their footsteps were unstable. They were simply soft eggs that could be easily knocked down.

Roger smiled and poked his head out, "We have received an invitation from the count. This is Baron Edward. We have something important to discuss with the count. Please let us go. Here is the invitation."

After handing over the invitation letter signed by Gills, the soldiers reluctantly let the carriage in. Roger retracted his head and Edward asked indifferently, "This is the Count's guard. How impressive."

"It wasn't like this before." Roger shook his head. "But something has changed since Lord Orban died and Earl Gills took over the city on behalf of his father. For example, these soldiers were mostly brats from the Ouban clan. They didn't have any jobs or accomplishments, so they were stuffed into White Castle. It just so happened that Earl Gills wanted to set up a personal guard, so they naturally became soldiers here. "

"I heard that this personal guard is an independent system that is not under the jurisdiction of the Deep Sea Scaled Concubine, so they are usually very arrogant."

"Oh, that's not good for the Count's reputation."

Roger shrugged, "I don't know if the count knows, but he seems to be letting the guard go. He probably wants to take a different path from Earl Oban. After all, he's still young and always has ideas."

"It's not bad to have an idea. I'm afraid I'm mistaken." Edward said, pointing.

Roger looked at him and didn't say anything else. The carriage came to a halt in the cobblestone plaza, and as Edward and Roger alighted, Steward Mace greeted them, "Long time no see, Mr. Roger. Is this Sir Allen's agent?"

"This is Baron Edward." Roger backed off a little and introduced.

"Good afternoon, Baron. Earl Gills is already waiting for you in the study. Please follow me." Mace looked at the two of them and forced a smile. "As for the Lord's bodyguard, he has someone to entertain him, but it's not convenient for us to meet the count together."

"It doesn't matter." Edward nodded gently to Wilick, signaling for him and Brooey to obey.

Walking down the hallway to the study, Roger suddenly said, "Housekeeper Mace has been skinny lately."

The butler smiled bitterly and said, "Count Gills, we must take on more responsibilities as servants. Mr. Roger is amused by the fact that we don't have a good rest after all this."

"With those guards in the castle, Butler Mace probably won't be able to relax." Roger smiled.

Mace snorted and said, "It's just a bunch of troublemakers. They're all from the same family, and their eyes are high up in the sky."

A single sentence showed the butler's dissatisfaction. Roger exchanged glances with Edward, who whispered in Mace's ear, "We'll probably stay at Ark Harbor for a few days. If the butler is free, we can meet privately and have a casual chat." Sir Allen had said that it would have been difficult for him to take a place under Earl Obain had it not been for Steward Mace. This time, I have repeatedly warned me not to forget your contributions. So you see, we just happened to bring some specialties and give them to Housekeeper Mace. I hope you'll accept them. "

Mace was a little flattered and immediately thanked him. When he reached the door of the study, he suddenly pulled Edward's sleeve and said, "Viscount Grayer is also inside. Remember to watch out for him, Baron."

He didn't say anything else and pushed the door open.

Edward knew that Mace was reminding him to be careful of Grar. He had heard Alan say that he knew that he was not a good person. At this moment, Mace reported back and invited the two of them inside. When the door opened, there was a burst of laughter, and the young Earl of Gills greeted him, "I heard that Sir Edward is Baron Allen's right hand. I was wondering what kind of person you would be. I didn't expect you to be so young."

"Thank you, Count." Edward answered perfectly.

Roger, who was beside him, bowed and said, "Greetings, count."

"Mr. Roger." Gills' attitude towards the count was a little cold, and he only nodded in response.

Roger's eyes flashed with displeasure, but he didn't dare to show it. Suddenly a low voice interrupted, "Who did I think it was? It turned out to be a slave dealer. This is the Count's study, Steward Mace. Why did you ask any dealer to follow you?"

Mace had an awkward expression on his face, and Roger's breathing grew a little heavier. Edward looked slowly at the man who was speaking, but he had a wicked smile on his face. It must be Viscount Grayer. "I'm not familiar with Ark Harbor," he said with a smile. "Mr. Roger is here as my guide. May I ask who you are?"

"This is Viscount Grayer," said Mace, who was standing beside him.

"Sir Edward is excused for not knowing the rules when he first arrived," said Glar, straightening his chest. "But now Sir Edward should know that a mere merchant is not qualified to stand in this room. Let Roger down."

Edward nodded. "So it's Viscount Grayer. The viscount doesn't know that Mr. Roger has been given the position of president of the Chamber of Commerce by Sir Allen. The business of our territory will be handled by Mr. Roger. He is an important man, not a mere businessman."

Grall snorted, and Roger looked at Edward gratefully. "Sir Edward, there's nothing wrong with me here. I'd better go down first," he said.

It is a privilege for every subordinate to be protected by Edward. As a subordinate, he had to consider his master at the same time. Although Edward wasn't the owner, he represented Alan, so Roger didn't want to make things difficult for him and make more enemies.

Edward nodded. He knew how to advance and retreat. He didn't want to embarrass Gral too much. After all, he was like Ellen, a subordinate of Gills.

Even though it was only a nominal vassal.

When Roger was taken away by Mace, Gills said, "Where's Sir Allen? Hasn't he come back?"

"That's why I'm here." Edward took out a letter from his body and handed it to Gills. "This is Sir Allen's letter. Please take a look." Sir Allen suddenly received an urgent message from his family and needed him to go back. The fewest is a month, the most is a hundred days, he should return. During this time, I will take care of the affairs of the territory for the time being, so he instructed me to pay you a visit as soon as possible, Lord Gills. "

This flattery made the young count feel comfortable. He smiled and looked through Allen's letter, confirming that the signature and stamp on the receipt was equivalent to confirming Edward's identity. Putting the letter away, Gills said, "It's a pity that I still have a lot of things to ask Sir Allen for advice, but he left in a hurry. Sir Edward is both respected by him and Sir Allen's right-hand man. I think Sir Allen's territory will be well managed in your hands."

"The right-hand man is not worthy. He is just doing his best, but I beg Sir Allen to come back. The territory will be no less than his." Edward smiled and replied.

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