"Why... would you want to give me this?" After a long while, Tilly finally put down the stuffed doll.

"Do you remember what happened when you came of age?" Roland said slowly.

"..." She pursed her lips. "Did you do it?"

"No, it was Tiefei'ke and Jiaxiya," the prince recounted the past. "But I was also responsible. If I had told Father, none of this would have happened."

"And the consequence was that you were beaten badly," Tilly exhaled. "So it's normal that you didn't say it."

"That kind of thing won't happen again."

"I thought the extra memories in your head were all truth and knowledge," she didn't respond, but changed the subject. "It seems that's not the case. Besides 'Panda,' are there any other novelties?"

Hearing the other party roll their tongue and vaguely pronounce this unfamiliar syllable, Roland couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, "Of course... countless. If I have the chance, I can slowly tell you about them."

Tilly's intelligence is beyond doubt. He believed that as long as he said half of what he meant, the other party would understand.

Sure enough, she paused for a moment, then looked at Roland, her eyes thoughtful.

At this moment, Andrea's shout suddenly rang out outside the door, "Tilly, I'm here to give you a gift... Get out of the way!"

"I was here first, okay?" Ash's voice followed.

"I was the first!"

Roland laughed. He stood up. "A lot of unpleasant things did happen in the past, but those have become the past. I don't think we should be bound by memories, whether it's me and you, or Border Town and Sleeping Island. If you encounter any trouble in the future, you can come to me at any time... I will always be your brother." He paused. "Happy birthday, Tilly."

He opened the door, and the two witches were immediately stunned, staring at each other.

The prince smiled, "Don't fight over it. I was the first one."

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Otto walked down the street in disappointment, Andrea's words still seemed to echo in his ears.

"The eldest Miss of the Quinn family died five years ago. That's what Father wanted to see."

He felt that this sentence was not correct, and he wanted to refute it, but he didn't know where to start. These days, besides observing Border Town, he spent the rest of his time wandering around the market, hoping to see her again, but to no avail.

Otto walked to a stone bench by the square, brushed off the snow, and slowly sat down.

Although his mind was surging with thoughts, he still did not forget the purpose of his trip. He had walked through every corner of the town except the army camp and had a comprehensive understanding of this place. For example, the lives of the townspeople were not as prosperous as they are now, but were no different from ordinary impoverished places. All the changes came from Lord Roland Wimbledon, who not only led the people to defeat the terrifying Evil Beasts, but also invented various magical machines and tools to improve everyone's lives.

Otto witnessed the black machines operating in the mining area. Two or three iron lumps could do the work that dozens of people could do, and it was extremely easy.

There were also towering iron towers by the Redwater River, which were said to be able to send water to the residents' homes.

As well as quickly built walls, residential areas, and docks.

Now the ditches dug everywhere on the town's roads seemed to be for installing more convenient heating equipment, so that residents would no longer be troubled by the cold—he could see news like this on the bulletin board in the center of the square every day. What was even more shocking was that most of the townspeople here could actually understand the official documents posted on it.

The more he observed, the more unbelievable it became. The changes in Border Town were everywhere and completely exceeded his imagination.

Opening his notebook, Otto was about to record today's new discoveries when the hand holding the pen was suddenly grabbed.

He looked up and found two patrol members in black uniforms standing in front of him. "Are you Silver Eyes?"

That was the fake name he used when he pretended to be a merchant. Otto calmly responded and looked around, only to find that black uniforms had also appeared on the other two sides of the square, but they did not approach, but their eyes were always fixed on this side.

They were here to find him.

Otto's heart sank. He had previously thought that the patrol team here was different from what he had seen outside and acted very规矩(gui ju - well-behaved), but he didn't expect to get into trouble now.

"What's the matter?" he said coldly. There was no benefit in pleasing and softening to these bullying and fearful greedy people. Even if they were extorting, he couldn't let them ask for too much. If he couldn't get rid of them, he could only bring out his noble status.

However, the black uniforms' answer was completely beyond Otto's expectations. "We received a report suspecting you of engaging in espionage activities. Now put your hands behind your back and follow the instructions. If you have any intention of resisting, we cannot guarantee your safety."

Espionage? What kind of reason is this... did they want to find a scapegoat? "I don't understand what you're saying at all," Otto shook off the other party's arm. "I'm a noble from the Kingdom of Dawn, the Rossi family of Radiant City, not—"

The moment he shook his hand, he was suddenly punched hard in the abdomen. Most of the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, a sour liquid poured into his mouth, and his body involuntarily curled up. Then the two pressed him to the cold snow, and his hands were tightly kunbang (捆绑 - tied up) together with ropes.

"Noble? You said you were a merchant a few days ago," one sneered.

"I warned you not to resist," the other kicked him again. "You asked for this."

A few days ago? Could it be that they had been staring at him for a long time? That's impossible... at least the first two days, no patrol team noticed his whereabouts.

"Cough... I am indeed a noble. There's... documents in my luggage," Otto struggled twice, but the other party was unmoved.

"Go explain to Lord Carter," the two lifted him up. "If you confess everything, maybe there's still a chance to survive."

...

After being imprisoned in the prison for a day, Otto, who was hungry and thirsty, finally saw Lord Carter in their mouths.

Before the other party could speak, he grabbed the iron bars and poured out everything in one breath, "I am really Otto Rossi, from Radiant City, Kingdom of Dawn. I was entrusted by the Lord of Dawn to come to Greycastle to seek allies against the church, not the spy you speak of! I want to see your lord, Roland Wimbledon!"

He had heard of the darkness in the prison for a long time. The patrol team often colluded with rats and imprisoned some out-of-towners as scapegoats. If they thought of him as a lamb with no source, he might never have the chance to see the light of day again.

The other party was obviously stunned. "I haven't asked anything yet." He turned his head. "What do you think of the result?"

A surprising scene appeared for Otto. A female figure emerged from the shadows. She was shrouded in a white robe from head to toe, and her face was covered by a hood, but judging from her figure, her appearance was no worse than the "Flower of Radiance."

"What he said is true," the woman spread her hands.

"Is that so? So he's really an envoy from the Kingdom of Dawn?" Carter supported his forehead. "It seems we've caused殿下(Dian Xia - Your Highness) trouble again."