However, apart from these two after-effects, no other traits had been detected for the time being.

　　Those particles in her vision were fine, but the feeling of Qi in her chest was something she needed to suppress all the time, or else she would experience something similar to an emotional loss of control.

　　It was good that Freya herself was always in a calm nature, restraining her emotions was not difficult for her although it was a bit troublesome.

　　It's just that, in order to avoid suspicion, during this period of time, her outward behaviour was a bit colder than before.

　　Sweeping behind her, the Baron and his personal guards had already moved all the salutes and other items, just waiting for the ship to dock.

　　In these fifteen days, Damsteen and the other four people's injuries quickly took off with the help of that ghost face fish, at least there was no problem with the usual activities, of course, she didn't eat a single bite of that fish, she just drank a few bowls of soup.

　　The Baron narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the approaching harbour, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　Everyone else, including Eric, had the appearance of being in high spirits, curious about the city that was about to arrive.

　　Fifteen days of boring life at sea had already fed up with this group of guys, and now that they were about to disembark the ship the mood was also leaping with excitement.

　　Soon, fifteen minutes later.

　　The sailing ship finally docked.

　　The anchor was lowered, and the sailors skilfully laid the long planks down on the pier.

　　Amidst a burst of cheers, the crowd that had been held back for fifteen days disembarked.

　　‘’Snap.‘’

　　Long boots stepped on the stone planks with a crisp sound, Freya was the last one to disembark, and her eyes looked around curiously.

　　The Baron clapped his hands to calm the emotional crowd, pointed to the curtsey on the ground, and instructed.

　　‘I'll take two people to rent a carriage, you guys stay here and watch the luggage and don't move around, Dragon Harbour is the busiest city but it's no safer than Daziel, so take care! Now who wants to go with me?’

　　‘Me, I'll go!’ Eric, who was dressed in the same swordsman's clothes as Freya, looked at the Baron excitedly.

　　During this period of time his relationship with the Baron was no longer what it used to be, getting along perhaps much better than Freya.

　　Moreover, since the Green Castle broke down, Eric is also in the dark and strong, the original thin body is now some muscle, the character has also become much more cheerful from the previous darkness, and it is said that the relationship with the two Nick is quite good.

　　His own son's big change, the baron also remembered in his heart, he nodded and said.

　　‘Alright, besides Eric, who else is coming along?’

　　‘I'll go too.’ A personal guard who also looked young raised his hand.

　　‘Alright, everyone else stay put and wait for us here, we'll be back in half an hour!’ Sweeping the crowd, the Baron exclaimed.

　　‘Yes!’

　　After receiving the reply, the three quickly disappeared into the crowd.

　　The remaining people stood there somewhat bored, Howard was chatting something with Darmstine, while the others Freya was in no mood to bother with.

　　She looked around as she maintained the sense of air in her chest.

　　Just from the harbour it was clear that the city was much cleaner than anywhere else, with the sounds of shouting and hawking rising and falling everywhere, not bad for a place where merchants gathered.

　　And the people here were mixed, even Freya saw three halflings only as tall as her own legs walking past, if it wasn't for the adult faces, just by looking at the size alone she would have thought it was a trio of children travelling in a group.

　　All of these human races that were not seen in the Byron country could be found here, but most of the place was also dominated by sea people and humans.

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　　Stalls and shops also abounded all around, and the smell of novelty was everywhere.

　　‘I wonder, does this place that claims to have everything available have what I want!’ Freya narrowed her eyes slightly and muttered.

　　Although Gargoyle Harbour was a developed city, this place was lax in terms of policing for the sake of trade.

　　Ten or so hanging weapons seemingly strong personal guards surrounded the luggage, and did not attract much attention, but instead, wearing a swordsman's uniform with an icy face, Freya slightly attracted the attention of an individual.

　　Perhaps it was too much to suppress the sense of Qi in her chest, her entire aura at the moment was like a piece of solid ice, even those passing by could feel the faint aura of danger.

　　Apart from the Baron and others who were familiar with her and didn't notice it, some people who weren't very close to her felt that their own Third Miss had an illusion of growing coldness.

　　The few soldiers patrolling at the harbour looked slightly strangely towards her, and even though Freya was just standing there quietly at the moment, they subconsciously tightened the weapons at their waist just in case.

　　This kind of sight like treating a dangerous person made her frown slightly, but she also knew that in her current state it was attracting unwanted attention, but there was just no way to fix it due to the forced aftermath.

　　This state of affairs was quickly broken by the returning Baron though.

　　Twenty minutes later.

　　Two rented yellow carriages slowly drove past from a distance, the front one was driven by an unfamiliar horseman, next to him was Eric, while the two behind were the Baron.

　　Eric smiled and waved when he saw Freya's eyes turn.

　　Soon, the carriage stopped next to the salute and was loaded into the carriage by all the personal guards, while Freya also sat directly on the carriage where the baron was.

　　Along the way, the carriage jolted along.

　　In the car window, Frya quietly looked at this strange city, large and small shops filled in the eyes, all kinds of seen and unseen things one by one in front of her, let her have a kind of dazzling illusion.

　　The pedestrians on the road are not all ordinary people, two out of five people are carrying weapons, and their strength varies from high to low, so it is obvious that this city is not simply a trading city.

　　However, after looking around for so long, many shops had appeared, but there was no bookstore or anything like that, which made Freya frown slightly.

　　When she was in Byron, books were originally precious things, and only those with power or money could learn knowledge, she originally thought that it would be better here, but now it seemed to be similar to Byron.

　　Now her aftereffects were getting worse daily, if she didn't think of a solution she would one day not be able to hold it in, and the only way she could do that now was to consult the relevant information about the magical items as a way to get a solution, only now there was a feeling that it would not be the way she wanted it to be.

　　After thinking about it, she stuck out her head and said to the Baron who was driving.

　　‘Father, do you know if there is a library or something like that here?’

　　‘Library?’ The Baron turned back and said ‘All the books here are gathered in the academy, there is no such thing as a library elsewhere, Rudin is stricter than Byron in this regard, and the academy is all semi-closed, only students of the academy are allowed to enter.’

　　‘Semi-closed...?’ Freya frowned slightly and thoughtfully returned to the carriage.

　　‘If it's all in the academy, then it's difficult, now that she just arrived in this city, without helping her father secure his footing, she doesn't have the time to go to any academy at all, it's really...’

　　Just as Freya was somewhat distressed, the carriage had slowly stopped in front of a huge white manor.