Ji Mansion's Old Zhao

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.

Lord of the Oasis

Firentis lowered his head and looked at the letter in Kant's hand. He had mixed feelings.

He had a rather tragic background story.

No matter which world it was, brothers killing each other was taboo. Moreover, Firentis, the older brother, had killed his own brother for the sake of a promiscuous courtesan. It went against the Knight's code that he once learned and was embodied in his bloodline.

Looking at the letter, even though Firentis knew that it was from his father, for a moment, he did not dare to reach out to take it.

Kant looked at Firentis' face and also had mixed feelings.

However, his face remained expressionless. With a faint smile, he raised the letter in his hand and placed it in front of Firentis. He nodded encouragingly and said, "My knight, it seems rude of you to leave me holding your letter like this."

"I'm sorry, my Lord." Firentis came back to his senses and took the letter.

Love From a Father