Swamp Lord with an Intelligence System

Chapter 331: Chapter 157: Firina, It’s Been a While

Lear learned that high-ranking troops need to get permits to enter the city, and the subordinates of the great nobles have their records on file.

While outsiders must follow the rules.

Lorand City had suffered greatly because of this in the past, thus imposing certain restrictions.

Creatures like demons, in particular, are not even considered.

Even if they’re brought in, the church would make sure to obliterate them first.

Seeing Lear and his group following the rules, the Griffin Legion in charge of supervision finally left at ease.

Under the arrangement of the White Crow Commerce Association, these trivial matters were all clarified in just half an hour.

Such high efficiency made Lear give them a nod of appreciation and praise, making everyone very happy.

After completing these, the convoy filled with armor set off immediately.

Lear, feeling lazy to sit in a carriage, rode the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King slowly along.

Although its level was high, the mount traits of the stag allowed the city’s guards to let them pass silently.

As the center of the Northern Territory, Lorand City had that kind of confidence.

With the convoy moving all the way forward… they passed through the towering city gate and entered the bustling city.

The wide streets were lined with European-style buildings on both sides, with the tops of spires pointing toward the sky, interlaced.

Colored patterned glass adorned with various designs stood out prominently.

The blank walls were engraved with large reliefs, either describing heroes or praising divine spirits, beautifully crafted.

Among the bustling crowd, the place was lively beyond compare.

Having left Lorand City in mid-July, they returned by the end of October.

After several months, seeing this city again gave Lear a feeling as if a lifetime had passed.

Having stayed in Weilu City for a long time, suddenly coming to this land that didn’t belong to him felt quite peculiar.

After calming his mind, he turned his gaze to Kalanis beside him.

“Where is the Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps stationed?”

This girl, whose eyes were always firm and spirited, now had a relaxed expression.

With a cheerful tone.

“Sir, they’re in the Fourth District. We purchased an estate there earlier; most people rest there daily.”

“Additionally, there’s a temporary base for the Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps in the wilderness… when there are tasks, they camp outside.”

“The Fourth District? Noted… We need to first return to the Seventh District to the White Crow Commerce Association. Do you want to follow us or return to the Dragon Breath Mercenary Corps first?”

“Sir, I’ve been caught in a space storm for almost a month. I want to go back first to assure peacefulness…”

“Alright, you go back first, handle things there, and then come to the Seventh District.”

“Thank you for understanding…”

Kalanis, with gratitude, saluted with her hands over her chest, then turned, a bit eager, and rode off on the just-bought unicorn.

She was eager to return home.

Lear smiled slightly, saying no more.

Kalanis, having controlled part of the Authority of Tyranny, her combat strength at this moment far surpassed what levels could depict.

There’s no need to worry about accidents.

The convoy continued its journey.

Blando observed the familiar street, his smile almost overflowing.

He didn’t expect to be swept thousands of kilometers away by a space storm into the wilderness and still return to Lorand City alive.

Moreover, this time he benefited from the misfortune, finding a powerful supporter!

With the support of Sir, the White Crow Commerce Association is about to take off, set to become a well-known big commerce association in Lorand City!

Witnessing the numerous aspects of Weilu City, he now possessed strong confidence.

Lear traveled a bit further before suddenly recalling something and spoke softly.

“Blando, you go back to the Seventh District first.”

“Sir, are you planning to…”

“I’m visiting an old friend.”

“Bring the carriage filled with rose flowers with me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Blando’s eyes lit up, clearly thinking of something, but dared not ask more, immediately arranging things.

Soon, the convoy parted ways again, with Lear riding the Swamp Giant-Horned Deer King, followed by two carriages, slowly heading towards the city’s center.

At dusk, they finally reached their destination.

The surrounding streets were quiet, with not much noise.

In front, the high walls of the estate separated the world, with densely grown rose flowers climbing over the walls.

Vibrant green leaves fluttered with the wind, full of vitality.

Beneath the leaves bloomed flowers, and a gust of wind brought refreshing fragrance, striking a sense of unparalleled beauty.

Rose Manor.

At the gate, dozens of armored warriors turned to look immediately as the carriage stopped.

With cautious eyes.

Lear dismounted and stepped forward.

A tall, sturdy warrior wearing a silver helmet immediately approached, blocking him upfront.

His face, though cautious, carried much respect.

The aura of this young man indicated he was no ordinary person, and the accompanying majesty as he walked made his heart tremble.

The mount further quickened his breath, it was at least a Level 15 terrifying presence.

What kind of person can use such a high-level being as a mount?

Just as he was about to speak, suddenly his body trembled, eyes widened in shock, and disbelief filled his face.

“This esteemed gentleman… you… are you the Pioneer Lord who offered Blue Crystal Grass to the prince?”

Lear nodded slowly, smiling.

“Please notify the manor, I’m here for a friend’s visit.”

Firina, long time no see.