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Cheng Yan glanced at the oldYan’s new memories told him, the old man wasn’t called Gandalf, his real name was Barov, and he was an Assistant Minister of Finance dispatched by the Roland’s father to assist in the governing of the territory
Cheng Yan’s identity was that of the 4th Prince of the Kingdoovern this region The residents of this border town had caught and seized the witch, iuards to question Questioning? No, She was immediately sent to be sentenced with no opportunity to defend herself The execution of suspected witches was usually overseen by the local lords or bishops, but since he’d assu such orders had beco Yan’s memory answered his questions one by one, it was unnecessary to filter and read through them, it was as if they had always been his own experiences He was momentarily confused, there was absolutely no way a dreaht, was it possible that this wasn’t a dreaes of one froineer with his nose down in his papers to a grand 4th Prince overnight?
This piece of territory that looked so barren and backas in the Kingdom of Graycastle, a name that he had never seen in his history books
Well, then how do I want to handle this? Cheng Yan thought to hi Yan decided he would try and exah time and space had happened later, his i place in front of hi the blame for the disasters and misfortune that befell thenorant barbarians He really couldn’t bring hi another person just to satisfy the watching rabbed the forround and slowly said, “I’ement another day Court dis Yan knew he couldn’t risk being reckless, so he ruh his memories and reflected the former prince’s behavior He had to continue on with the forht, the fourth prince himself was messed up, had a nasty character, and did whatever he wanted with no thoughts to the consequences of his actions Anyways, Cheng Yan mused, could they really expect an uncontrollable twenty-soood behavior?
The members of the nobility who sat with him maintained their equani a suit of arhness, this isn’t a joke! All knoitches should be put to death iht be tempted to try and save her! Do you want to force the church to get involved when they hear that we have allowed a witch to live? We have no choice in this ht Co Yan frowned and said, “Why? Are you scared?” His voice was full of blatant mockery and wasn’t a complete act A man with an arm thicker than the waist of the so called “witch” actually feared a prison raid froers? “Wouldn’t it be better to catchhi Yan waved his hand to call his personal guards and left Carter hesitated aup with the troops walking by the 4th prince’s side The other nobles got up and paid their respects to the prince, but Cheng Yan could see undisguised contempt from the eyes of those in the crowd
Back in the keep, the castle was located to the south of the border town, he dismissed the anxious Minister Barov outside the door to his chah of relief now that he was alone
As a person who’d spent ninety percent of his ti everyone like he just had already surpassed his co Yan found the location of his bedrooot a moment of real rest as he tried to suppress his violently beating heart At the moment, the most important matter was to clarify the situation Why was the prince, who couldn’t stay in Widom, sent to this barren land?
The unexpected answer he came up with left hiht for the right to succeed the king
Everything had originated fro Wimbledon III of Graycastle’s wonderful procladoht to beco, only the person who proves the can inherit the country” He placed various territories under the rule of his five children, and after five years he’d decide ould become his successor based on the level of skill they displayed in governing their respective territories
While turning the decision of who should inherit the throne into a ender htened concepts, the real problem ith the actual iuarantee that all five of the conditions? This wasn’t like playing a real-tiiven a better territory than this border town Actually when he thought about it, it seeiven, none of the others orse than his frontier town His starting point was si Yan wondered, hoas one to assess the level of governance? By the population? Military power? Econo? Wimbledon III hadn’t htest restrictions on their methods of competition In case someone secretly assassinated the other candidates, ould he do? Would the queen stand by and watch her children kill each other? Wait …… He carefully recalled the next ht, another piece of bad news; the Queen had died five years ago
Cheng Yan sighed Obviously, this was a barbaric and dark feudal era he had found himself in Just the way they seeive hiht, ould he want to beco? With no internet and none of the comforts of modern civilization, he’d have to live the sa in a city where everyone du fro a prince could already be considered a very high starting point Even if he didn’t becohted As long as he ed to stay alive he would be considered as one of the Lords of the Realhts and went to his bedrooht gray hair, which was the royal fahtly pale and with his regular facial features, he seemed to be co in physical exercise and as for wine and woularity He had had several lovers in the King’s City, but all had been willing participants, he hadn’t forced anyone
As for the cause of his own crossing over… Cheng Yan guessed that thanks to the coress forward, his boss had arranged for hiedy that was his sudden death The victiineers, and prograot the equivalent of an extra life I really shouldn’t coht be able to slowly i 4th Prince, so that other people don’t find so amiss withto ht to hi Yan took a deep breath, looked in the mirror, and whispered, “from now on, I’m Roland”