Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

Although the Far North Territory did not build border fortresses like the Empire, the watchtowers built by the Parasol people on various main roads were not just for show.

With the watchtowers and flying monsters patrolling in the sky, only a very small number of people can pass the inspection of the Parasos and enter the snowfield.

The so-called verification means that after entering the snowfield, adventurers need to show the adventurer level certificate of the Adventurer's Guild of each country to the Paraso warrior on duty in the watchtower. Those who have not joined the Adventurer's Guild need to provide relevant documents from their country.

There are specific magic contracts on the level certificates and documents. Under normal circumstances, no one will forge them, but it is inevitable that some people will use false identity information.

This requirement for entry verification was implemented ten years ago and is now very convenient for imperial citizens to enter and exit the country.

That morning, a seemingly ordinary carriage stopped under a watchtower at the border of the Far North Territory. After the driver got off the carriage, he handed a silver-black metal plate to the Paraso warrior on duty.

After taking a look at the metal plate, the Paraso soldier on duty not only did not ask them to show their certificates or documents, but also pointed to two people on horseback to escort them to Good City.

The carriage had a smooth journey and entered the city of Gute in the evening. The Palasso warriors in charge of the escort were originally going to take the carriage directly to Naya Castle, but the people on the carriage said that they needed to rest in the hotel first and would go to the castle on their own the next day, so the two Palasso warriors took the carriage to the post station.

Now all the hotels in the city are full, and only the post stations provided to foreign envoys have vacant rooms.

A magician in wizard robes and a young man and woman who looked like scholars got out of the small-looking carriage.

After the three of them briefly thanked the Palasso warriors, they took their luggage and went into the post station. After watching them enter the post station, one of the Palasso warriors dismounted and said a few words to the guards outside the post station, and then rode towards Naya Castle with another Palasso warrior.

"Sally, tidy up a bit. We are going to see Lord Irel later. Don't stay in the room too long." The man in the wizard robe took off his hood to reveal a slightly serious face. He was a male magician who didn't look easy to get along with.

The female doctor named Sally with short red hair rushed into the assigned room with her luggage impatiently, and replied happily while closing the door.

"Okay, okay, got it!"

After closing the door, Sally opened her suitcase and began to look for a change of clothes.

She had to take a good bath and change into new clothes, making sure she was in the best condition possible when meeting Lord Yrel.

I don't know if the adults have been eating and sleeping well recently. Raymond should be able to take good care of the adults, right?

I just heard from the Paraso people at the post station that the second prince of the empire also lives in the post station, but he is very far away from them, and he may leave Gut City tomorrow.

The Parasos in the post station spoke the common language poorly with a very heavy accent, and reminded them harshly that the other side had brought several teams of knights.

The Parasos didn't explain themselves clearly, but they probably understood what he meant by saying this, probably asking them not to have conflicts with the other party.

In fact, even if the Parasos didn't say it, they would avoid those people.

The hotel where Iriel and Raymond stayed was not far from the post station. After they packed up their things and walked to the hotel, they were attracted by the things sold by the Paraso people along the main road.

They had never been to the Far North Territory before, and had only heard about what Goode City was like from others. Now when they went to see Goode City again, they found that there was a huge difference between what they had heard and the real Goode City.

First of all, the food made by the Parasau people is not bad. It smells tempting and tastes even better, but it is a bit expensive.

Secondly, not all adventurers live in adventurer settlements. Many adventurers live in Goode City.

Finally, the Parasau people are not as barbaric as the legend says. They don’t speak the common language very well, but they will enthusiastically explain to you the food they cook. They seem generous and friendly.

Sally bought several pieces of dessert called honey fruit cake at the stall, and Mr. Rafa, the magician, and Mr. Linnae, the male doctor, bought some other food. However, they sat at the stall and ate everything, while Sally only ate one piece of cake and held the rest in her hand.

The cake was placed by the Parasau people in a paper box, which was tied with a thin linen rope. It looked clean and beautiful. The box was separated by uniquely shaped paper trays, so there was no need to worry about damaging the cake. Sally liked this white paper box with floral patterns very much.

She had used all the commonly used papers on the Lar continent, but she had never seen the paper used to make this white and stiff box before.

This cardboard box was not her favorite thing. She was even more surprised by the soft paper that the stall owner had placed in the corner of the box.

The Paraso people who sell desserts said that the paper box is made of harder cloud-soft paper, and this soft paper is called cloud-soft towel.

Sally held the soft towel, which was twice the size of her palm, in her hand and looked at it repeatedly. Since she only had this one, she was reluctant to use it to wipe stains.

The expensive cotton silk cloth on the Lar continent can only be purchased occasionally with her income, which cannot meet her daily needs.

The Paraso people put this cloud-soft towel at the stall and gave it away for free. Although each person could only get one, this was enough to show that the price of this cloud-soft towel must be cheaper than cotton silk cloth.

But she couldn't find out how to buy it. The Paraso people only said that the lord would send people to distribute a certain number of cloud towels to each stall every day, and people also needed to line up outside the castle every day to receive the paper boxes for food.

She was not the first person to inquire about this kind of paper. Many people have been asking about it recently, and some small businessmen want to exchange these tissues with the stall owner, but the lord has ordered that they can only be given in limited quantities to people who purchase items and cannot be exchanged privately.

No one dared to disobey the orders of the Lord of the Snowfield. All the Paraso people knew that Lord Thrall was not a lord with a good character. Although he had restrained himself a little after marrying the Imperial Rose, it did not mean that he would be merciful to those who disobeyed him.

Sally was not in a hurry even though she couldn't find out. After all, she would be living in the Far North Territory for a long time. The Lord of the Snowfield would provide her with the necessities of life. Presumably, since he could get people to give away tissues for free, he should not be stingy in providing her with some.

Iriel and Raymond rented a room in the hotel. The elves they rescued when dealing with Brett were taken back to Naya Castle by the Lord of the Snowfield.

The two half-elves had nowhere to go, and the elf Myrcella was unable to return to her hometown for some reason.

After Brett's death, the contract on Mircella was terminated and she is now a free person, while the two half-elves had no contract in the first place.

After a brief thought, they decided to sign an employment contract with the Lord of the Snowfield, where they could do things for the Lord of the Snowfield that the Paraso people were not good at.

Elves are far superior to other races in their perception of magical elements. Even half-elves are more talented in analyzing magic than the Parasols.

There are many antiquities brought out from ancient ruins in the Far North Territory that need to be classified and recorded, and there is a lack of people who are good at analyzing magic to disassemble those things.

After signing the relevant contracts, these three elves can work for the Lord of the Snowfield in exchange for rewards.

The elves plan to live in the Far North Territory for a while before finding another place they want to go.

On the continent of Lar, except for a small number of ancient relics left by the gods, most of the ancient relics in the ruins are related to the elves and dwarves.

According to the scriptures, the elves in ancient times were a very powerful race and their numbers were also very large. The elves were good at using magic and designing magic props, while the dwarves were good at forging and construction. In peacetime, the elves and dwarves cooperated to build underground cities and some buildings on the ground.

The underground labyrinths and ancient ruins on the current Lar continent were basically built during that period.

However, due to the appearance of monsters in the later period and the constant wars between different races for territory, the power of the elves was gradually weakened. After the collapse of the floating island, the elves retreated to the Elf Forest, which outsiders could not easily enter. After that, elves were rarely seen on the mainland.

Occasionally, some elves would leave the Elf Forest to train, or elves who were expelled from the Elf Forest for making mistakes would appear in various regions of the continent. However, if these elves were not careful enough, they might be targeted by slave traders and forced to become slaves.

The twin half-elves are the product of forced reproduction after the elves became slaves, and Myrcella was forced to become a slave because she was addicted to a drug and unable to quit.

The elves are an immortal race and can live for thousands of years unless something unexpected happens. This makes their concept of time different from that of other races.

If an elf who was traveling out suddenly disappeared for decades or hundreds of years, no elf would find it strange. By the time an elf discovered that his companion had been forced into slavery, the other party might have already been in the hands of several generations.

Naturally, no one would pay attention to the whereabouts of the elves that were expelled from the Elf Forest.

This resulted in the elves becoming slaves, either waiting for their own kind to discover that they had an accident and redeem them, or outlasting their employers, or finding a way to escape, or some, like Myrcella, simply chose to give up because they could not quit taking drugs.