Socially anxious people transmigrate to another world; living in seclusion is too difficult.

The woman was startled awake and looked at the two strangers in front of her, somewhat puzzled. When she heard the two men asking the maid where Count Sigrid's carriage was, she was terrified and immediately struggled to get up. But the two men didn't care at all and carried her towards the carriage. She could only watch in despair as the gates of the Duke's mansion slowly closed, shutting down her hope of survival as well.

Inside the carriage, Sigrid sat upright on the sofa, looking at the woman who had been thrown onto the carriage, and exclaimed in surprise, "Oh my! Isn't this my dear sister Carol? What are you doing here?"

Carol watched as Sigrid shook her head repeatedly, tears streaming down her face, as if pleading for Sigrid to let her go. Sigrid looked at Carol and continued laughing, "What's wrong, dear sister? Why aren't you saying anything? Oh, Miss Lena gagged you while treating you, right? Don't worry, I'll heal your injuries. Otherwise, how can I explain to Chief of Staff Barry? Don't blame me for being heartless; blame your self-righteous father, the commander of the Second Garrison! Hahahaha~"

Carol grew increasingly desperate as she listened, feeling as if the carriage had slowly begun to move, each step forward carrying her toward hell. In her utter despair, she finally lost consciousness.

Inside the Duke's mansion, the servants returned to report to Bo-An-Xiu. Knowing that the matter had been accomplished, Xiu bid farewell to Lena and left under an excuse. Before leaving, he reminded Lena to remember to attend Wesker's concert together.

Upon returning to Count Sigrid's mansion, a fat man with a large head and ears was already waiting in the reception room. When he saw Sigrid return, he immediately beckoned to her. Sigrid understood and swayed her seductive figure to the fat man's side, sitting on his lap and letting him play with her body at will.

"Sigrid, how's it going? You promised me that if you couldn't have Carol, you'd take her place," the fat man said, none other than Barry, the Chief of Staff of the Military Department.

"Chief of Staff~ Why are you in such a hurry? I've already brought her here, but unfortunately you can't take her away today," Sigrid said coquettishly.

"Why? I've waited so many days! No way! I have to take her away today!" Barry was a little angry. Carol was the girl he had been longing for for so long, and he couldn't wait any longer.

“Carol is injured, and quite badly. How can I take good care of her? Would you please let me heal her first and then bring her to you?” Sigrid placed her hand on Barry’s chest and asked softly.

Barry, aroused by Sigrid's touch, found his erection rising uncontrollably. Just as he was about to make his next move, Sigrid stood up and sat on the sofa opposite him, saying seriously, "Lord Colin is most averse to internal conflicts. Carol's father, Fitch, is the commander of the Second Garrison, stationed in the important border town of Lica, yet you have abducted his daughter Carol and kept her as your own. Even if you have Lord Colin's trust, you may not be able to gain his forgiveness."

Upon hearing the name Colin, Barry immediately softened and had no choice but to abandon his unrealistic ideas, saying, "In that case, let's do as you say. Once her injuries have healed, send her to my residence immediately." With that, he stood up and left.

After Barry left, Sigrid disgustedly took off her coat and threw it into the fireplace. She went to the bathroom to take a bath, scrubbing herself vigorously while cursing, "Damn it! That fat pig, how dare he insult me, the Earl, again and again! If it weren't for Lord Colin's sake, you would have been sold as a black servant to some mine long ago! A worthless chief of staff, yet he dares to abuse his power!"

After washing for a long time, Sigrid finally came out of the bathroom, returned to her room, wrapped herself in thick winter clothes, and sat on the balcony to bask in the sun and take a nap so that she could be well-rested for tonight's meeting.

That evening, several carriages arrived one after another at a magnificent manor. Boan Xiu, Sigrid, and Alban stepped down from the carriages, but instead of entering the luxurious house that was right in front of them, they followed the butler along a dark cobblestone path into the depths of the garden, through a secret door, and into a hidden underground space.

In the dim light of the fireplace, a man sat upright on the sofa in the basement. Although he had a full head of white hair, he was tall and strong, full of energy, and dressed in a military uniform, exuding a powerful aura. This man was Duke Colin, the Minister of the Military of the Duchy of Paison.

Seeing Colin sitting on the sofa, Sigrid immediately bowed and said sweetly, "Greetings, Lord Colin~"

“Oh, Sigrid, you’re here. Sit down.” Colin’s voice was deep and resonant, carrying the aura of someone accustomed to a position of authority and an irresistible charm.

The other two immediately bowed and greeted Colin. After the three of them were seated, they had the butler pour each of them a glass of red wine and then gestured for him to leave.

"Now that I've finished dealing with the complicated military affairs recently, I have time to gather with you all today. Let me start by sharing my thoughts."

After Colin finished speaking, the other three immediately sat up straight, waiting for Colin to continue. They all knew very well that what Colin said in this situation definitely represented the future trend.

“I think it’s time to step up our efforts and push things forward a bit more. The Ming official has already given clear instructions; all the spies have been sent out, and military preparations will begin soon. They will be stationed in various towns. Boan, Alban, this is your chance.” After saying this, Colin picked up his glass, took a sip, and then fell silent.

Both Boan and Alban expressed their gratitude, but Sigrid had not received any clear instructions. Colin remained silent for a long time, and finally Sigrid could no longer sit still and asked in a sweet voice, "My lord, what about me~"

Colin glanced at Sigrid and said in a deep voice, "Sigrid, you know I don't like discord within the military."

Upon hearing this, Sigrid immediately broke out in a cold sweat and knelt down on the ground, nervously saying, "I'm sorry, sir! Sigrid will release Carol as soon as she gets back, and she will never dare to do it again. Please forgive her!" As she spoke, she pressed her head tightly to the ground and apologized repeatedly.

"Alright!" Colin's voice rose a little: "Don't think you can hide your actions from my eyes! Get up."

With Colin's permission, Sigrid rose from the floor with trepidation and sat back on the sofa, barely daring to breathe, awaiting Colin's instructions.

"I estimate that war will come soon, no matter who starts it. Once the black servant trade you are currently conducting is over, put it on hold and wait for the war to start before going to another country to receive black servants."

“Yes, sir,” Sigrid replied immediately, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

“Sigh…” Colin sighed, stood up from the sofa, and paced back and forth. “I’m a little tired. This web of power and desire is too big for me. I think it’s time to find a successor.”

The other three looked at each other, not understanding what Colin meant, so they didn't dare to respond. Colin naturally understood the reason for their silence and continued, "Hehe, don't overthink it. I was just sighing. Just consider it an old man's random thoughts."