Night fell. The walls of the Viscount's Residence rose high and sturdy, with a faint glow beyond them.
Soldiers on patrol could still be seen in the firelight.
Romon felt a little envious. He was a viscount too, but this city alone made the gap between him and Viscount Chophan unmistakable.
Perhaps only when he developed his own Far-Sail Town into a city would Romon truly possess the standing of a territorial lord and qualify for promotion to count.
The carriage entered, and Romon studied everything around him with keen interest.
An attendant respectfully opened the carriage door.
"Welcome, my lord." The steward had come out to greet him, which was an appropriate reception.
Romon smiled and nodded. When he reached the entrance to the hall, the viscount came forward to welcome him. This was their second meeting. Viscount Chophan was tall and thin, with a serious expression, though he seemed composed and even-tempered.
Romon had a fairly good impression of Viscount Chophan. But inside the hall behind him, there seemed to be...
"Viscount Tatexiao, your fame has already spread throughout the Feisi Kingdom. Even here in our Meisidi Kingdom, we have heard of you. You are a future legend and hero, and your actions a few days ago have fully proven that," Viscount Chophan said in welcome.
Romon paused briefly. Viscount Tatexiao—it had been a long time since anyone had called him that, and it sounded pleasantly familiar. Still, he smiled. "Thank you for your praise, but please just call me Romon!"
Viscount Chophan clapped his hands lightly and said with a smile, "Very well. Please come in. I invited you here because another distinguished guest has come specifically to wait for you!"
Romon frowned. He had already sensed the powerful presence at the back of the hall. It