Freya nodded in understanding, the reasoning she understood, but was still a little upset mentally.

　　Dunleavy, who arrived behind her, seemed to have felt her thoughts as well, and smiled somewhat apologetically, ‘I'm sorry everyone, so... now that it's getting late, I'll first take you all to the family's manor for a short rest, and tomorrow I'll help you with the procedures for sailing, and I believe that we can do it in three days at the earliest.’

　　‘That's fine, we're not in a hurry, just get it done.’ The baron smiled.

　　Hearing that the Baron didn't care in his tone, Dunleavy smiled and said, ‘Thank you for your understanding, then please follow me, gentlemen.’

　　‘Hmm.’ The Baron nodded and waved to the caravan behind him.

　　The carriage drove slowly, and after turning around several wide blocks and a huge circular plaza while being led by Dunleavy, it finally drove into a street that was relatively quiet.

　　Looking at the surrounding buildings, this street is obviously the area where the affluent civilians live, occasionally there are a few ordinary people wearing normal clothes brushing past from the caravan, but also did not show any special expression.

　　The sky has gradually darkened, on both sides of the street every distance will be erected a wooden pillar, the top of the pillar is a fist-sized white bead, is emitting a faint white light, illuminating the street scenery.

　　This like the street lamps in the previous world made Freya a little surprised, to know that this world is still the era of cold weapons there is no such high-tech invention.

　　‘What is that, a night pearl?’ She pointed to the glowing beads and asked Dunleavy in front of her.

　　‘Oh, that's the white light stone of the deep sea, as long as it comes to night it will emit light, it's a relatively common undersea ore.’ Dunleavy patiently explained.

　　‘Deep sea? This is traded from the Sea Clan, right?’

　　‘Yes, there are many rare things there in the Sea Nation besides these glowing stones, if you have time you might as well go around, there might be unexpected gains yo.’ Dunleavy smiled as he looked at the young girl who revealed a curious gaze, if it wasn't for that time when he had seen how powerful she was, it would be hard to imagine that such a young and beautiful girl would have such a strong power.

　　‘So many bandits, almost all of them were solved in less than five minutes... this kind of power, I'm afraid that the strongest warriors in the family would find it hard to do so’ Dunleavy sighed in his heart.

　　Freya, who didn't know what Dunleavy was thinking, was still looking around with a curious mind.

　　There weren't many pedestrians in this street now, and only the sound of horses and car wheels crushing echoed in the open space.

　　In addition to some manors, in Frya's line of sight, in the distance there is also a huge building, at the moment that building inside the bright lights, vaguely from the transparent windows can be seen in the corridor of some wearing black robes of young figures, think it is similar to the existence of the school.

　　Just as Freya wanted to take a closer look at the general appearance of the building, the convoy that had been travelling stopped.

　　‘Gentlemen, here we are, welcome to Chabrol's Lunar Harp Manor.’ Dunleavy, who was next to him, pointed to the common manor behind him and exclaimed towards the crowd.

　　While he was speaking, the manor's gate slowly opened, and three people dressed in servant attire walked over from inside.

　　When they saw Dunleavy, they immediately bent down and saluted with respectful eyes.

　　‘If there are any needs in life, just tell them.’ After Dunleavy finished speaking, he pulled the reins of his horse and said ‘I still have some things to take care of, so I won't be able to entertain you all.’

　　‘Alright, thanks a lot!’ The Baron smiled and nodded, satisfied with the Chabrol family's arrangement.

　　‘See you tomorrow then!’ Dunleavy smiled at Freya and turned his horse around.

　　‘See you tomorrow.’

　　Soon, Dunleavy's figure quickly disappeared at the end of the street, and the Baron withdrew his sight.

　　The carriage slowly entered the manor, most of the people dismounted, leaving only four of the personal guards to drive the carriage, and a few more servants stepped out to take the horses in the hands of the crowd.

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　　Freya handed the reins in her hand to the servant next to her, her hunting boots making a crisp ‘snap’ on the marble paved floor as her eyes looked around.

　　The novelty of this city made her feel almost like she couldn't stop.

　　Although this manor of Charbroil's seemed ordinary, the extravagance of paving the floor with marble still showed how well-off the Charbroil family was.

　　Wanting to go and take a look around, but she also knew that it was already very late in the day, so she could only wait until tomorrow.

　　The Baron, who had finished explaining things, walked over to Freya, and along the way he had seen the exuberant curiosity of this daughter of his, and said gently.

　　‘We'll be here for at least another three days or so, there's nothing to do tomorrow, so you can just wander around here, although we've left Byron now, there's still a long way to go, so try not to attract too much attention.’

　　‘Mm, I know father.’ Receiving her father's approval, Freya nodded.

　　Dinner was held in the manor, and all of a sudden, everyone's emotions were slightly high after arriving in a new place, and after dinner, some people proposed to go to the tavern in the city for a drink.

　　To this, the Baron had no intention of refusing, as being in the city of Gulf Daziel was still relatively well policed, and even at night there was mostly no danger, and there was no harm in relaxing appropriately.

　　However, going to a tavern for a drink wasn't very appealing to Freya, so after dinner she returned to her arranged lodgings.

　　During these days of escaping, there had been no time to clean up her body, most of which was done with a simple wash, and at this moment, when she arrived at her regular place, she immediately planned to take a bath first.

　　Unlike the once Green Castle, bathing here was not done by servants carrying tubs to the bedrooms, but rather there was a general purpose room dedicated to bathing.

　　After asking the servant for some of the toiletries she needed to use, she went alone to the guest-only bathing room.

　　Gently closing the door, a small finger-long wooden box fell down as she removed the clothes on her body.

　　‘Huh?’ Bending down to pick up that box, Freya opened it, and inside were individual ice-blue crystal earrings.

　　After taking a closer look, she suddenly remembered that this earring was the one she had searched for on Philip's body in the first place, and because there were too many things to do, she had kept it at her waist so she had forgotten about it as well.

　　Letting his entire body invade the warm water, the tiredness of his whole body and mind seemed to slowly melt in the water.

　　Casually wiping her body, Freya found a comfortable position to lie on her back in the tub, holding the earring in her hand and casually playing with it.

　　The crystalline icy blue colour was imprinted in her eyes, beautiful and ordinary.

　　Although this earring was found on Philip's body, she hadn't found anything special until now.

　　‘Could it be that this is a token with a special meaning?’ Freya faintly guessed.

　　By gently turning the white light stone above her head, by chance she saw a few letters vaguely flashing inside that crystal earring, but they disappeared again in an instant.

　　‘Hmm?’ Turning it again, those letters reappeared.

　　‘So . . raka?’ she frowned as she tried to identify the letters on it. ‘What does that mean?’

　　The pronunciation of the meaningless letters that made up the letters left her slightly puzzled; there were no words in the Byronic language that imagined the same thing as it did.

　　‘Could it be the language of another country?’ The clueless guess made her wonder, shaking her head slightly ‘Better wait until later.’

　　She wasn't in the habit of wearing earrings so she simply put the item back in its original box.

　　Slowly closing her eyes, she felt the warm water surround her entire body, giving her a reassuring feeling.

　　But what she didn't know was that not long after she put the crystal earrings in the box, an icy blue light quietly blossomed and then flickered away.