Randall Valley City is located in the valley plain on the west side of the mountains in the southwest of Carson Rik. This is not a seaport city, but due to the extremely convenient water transportation, ships can directly enter the inland river from the mouth of the sea, and then come to Randall Valley City.

Coupled with the steam railway track running through the north and south, this city has become an important transportation hub city in the southernmost part of the west coast of Carson Rik.

Of course, the city is known not for its inland waterway shipping, but throughout the Old Continent for its views of the plains of Randall's Valley.

Especially the scenery in spring is known as the most beautiful scenery in the southern country. Even Shad has heard of the many festivals celebrated in the Randall Valley every spring.

More than 30 years ago, Randall Valley was known as the most livable city in Carson Rick, and even the royal family would go here for vacation every summer.

But all of this happened more than 30 years ago, and the advent of the steam age has also seriously affected this city. In order not to lag behind the development level of the United Kingdom, the construction of the steam factory polluted the original blue sky.

Although the pollution here is far inferior to Tobesk, which is known as the "capital of steam", in the past ten years, it has been difficult to see a completely blue sky.

But if you leave Yushi and walk towards the valley forest and mountains in the northeast of Yushi, you will find that the air is still fresh and natural. The bigwigs in Randall Valley City tried their best to control the pollution only in this area. At least in recent years, it seems that

The emission of polluting gases here is much better than other cities in our region.

Because it was snowing, the weather was clear and heavy. The winter sky is shrouded in gray fog, and the air pressure causes the polluted air to settle, causing the outside of the domain to look foggy.

The Basco family is the least famous family in the area. The family's several generations of management and the family's own bad reputation have made Besque an unknown noble surname in the Granger Valley. Eighty-four-year-old Earl Heigl Beske is the contemporary title holder of the family

No, of course, the earl didn't stay here all the time.

In the age of steam, nobles are more accustomed to staying in the capital than usual. This is the result of the rise of the emerging bourgeoisie, like our ancestors, who mainly live in manors, means that the nobles will be marginalized in the center of political power for a long time. Not going into decline.

But as luck would have it, Count Besque was indeed in the city on that amusing winter afternoon.

The cherry leaf that Watson appeared: the small street itself is located in the east of the city, and the earl's manor outside the territory is in the west of the cherry leaf: the small street, near the core area of ​​the city.

Each city has its own architectural style and city planning style. Walking in the city of spring in winter, Watson found that the city is laid out in a grid layout like the city of Tolander, and it is also like the city of summer. Huntington, the capital of red wine in Texas, is like this

, less ramps due to topographical reasons.

The distribution of cities in the Granger Valley seems to be quite random, but walking in it, you can feel an inexplicable sense of order. It's not like the difference between a generously symmetrical aristocratic manor and a completely symmetrical landscape garden. When looking at the map to find the way, I don't feel a little confused.

But when you actually walk, you will get lost completely.

Surely we can find the key that "Luvia" mentioned outside there, but Yu Fa is not interested. He will go to the unknown valley forest outside and inside the domain to see the scenery of the city of spring. It's just that it's still important to get down to business now, and at most it will happen when the sun goes down.

After the mountain, find a way to rejoin the abandoned church.

Although it is outside the territory, the earl's manor occupies a rather small area. Before passing through a downhill road, the low-rise building at the end of the road and surrounded by white walls is not the location of the Earl's Manor.

Visiting those who have no status: small nobles usually require a delayed appointment. At the same time, Watson, who had been disguised, did not delay the appointment, but before I explained my purpose to the guards of the manor and showed one of these two medals, the guards hurriedly reported to the owner of the manor.

When I was young, the old butler in white formal attire appeared in a hurry through the gate of the manor:

\"Sir, do you know how to address it?\"

I asked Watson through the fence,

\"John Carson, writer from Willowdale.\"

Watson still uses the round name, and my accent doesn't sound very wrong now:

\"Yes, is the Earl at home now? You hope to return the two medals to me with your own hands.\"

He still forgot to hand out John Carson's business card.

It was me who printed it to disguise my identity, but Margaret sent it from Willendale to Thorandall a long time later. Her Majesty the Princess created a fake identity for me, and now that identity is completely traceable.

\"Okay, Mr. Carson, please step back, Earl is working outside the study, I would love to see you now.\"

The old butler with a white wig rubbed the surface of the business card with his fingertips. Before the small and vague material, he bowed slightly and opened the fence gate with his own hands, leading Watson to retreat into the courtyard.

The manor grounds are covered in snow, but the walkway leading to the cottage has not been cleared. The study is on the seventh floor of the small house. The old housekeeper led me to the interior while chatting with Yu Fa.

That kind of aristocratic manor, the small capital hangs important figures in the aristocratic family. The old butler proudly introduced the ancestors of the Besco family, but unfortunately, Watson did not hear the name of the high-ring warlock, Mr. Thomas Besco.

The eighty-four-year-old Earl Heigl Beske is in the prime of his life. When Watson walked into the carpeted study and saw the earl, his first impression was that he looked like a weak lion.

The curtains were drawn in the study room, but the gas lamps under the walls on the right and left were bright. The Earl sitting in front of the imposing long desk, like the oil paintings in the corridor, has slightly curly brown hair. My eyes are small and dull, and I wear a red dress without wheat ears

Under the left hand under the table, he wears a ring without a white gemstone.

Before Watson left the door, the earl did not stand up to greet him, but I welcomed Watson very politely. Before Watson took his seat, the old butler whispered a few words into the Earl's ear, Earl Basker showed no surprise, and Watson vaguely heard "business card"

that word.

Before the servants prepared tea for the two, the earl said to Watson:

\"Mr. Carson, it was a pleasure to see him on that chatty winter afternoon. Sure he didn't come, you: will probably spend that afternoon among those interesting tax papers.\"

It is necessary etiquette to end the conversation with meaningless politeness, and that is as important in Delarion as it is in Shardwick.

\"You too were honored to meet you that winter afternoon.\"

Watson also responded, and then took out these two old boxes:

\"After that time, it was for that.\"

I opened the two boxes one by one, put them on the table and pushed them to the earl. Did the count directly reach out to touch the medal, but took it out of the box before putting on his gloves.

Meanwhile the old butler knocked again, and I brought some papers for the Count. There are neither paper materials nor old yellowed photos. The count checked the medal while flipping through the documents, nodded for a long time, put the medal back out of the box, and took it off.

Putting on the gloves, he said to Watson who was holding a teacup:

\"Mr. Carson, does he know what those two medals are?\"

Watson put the teacup on and nodded:

\"When you were buying a wall clock in a thrift store in Willendale, you found us from the hidden case of the wall clock. When you came to check the information and found out that it belonged to the Basker family, you also knew about the two medals. ― One is the Order of the Conquerors of Yufa Wick, one

The first is the Order of the Golden Fleece. \"

In fact, those two names were mentioned in the letter left by Mr. Thomas Basker. Although Watson knew Shadwick's medal system too well, he also knew that they were very special:

\"That's a badge of honor.\"

\"Yes, that is an honor achieved by the ancestors.\"

Mr. Basker nodded, and said to the young man sitting outside:

\"Mr. Carson, I am very grateful that he was able to send back those two medals. It is an indescribable thing for the Basker family. You don't want to respect you with money, but you must give him a lot of money for it The reward, probably the ancestors will forgive you.\"

He blinked as he spoke, as if he was waiting for Watson to make an offer.

Although Watson received the reward from Mr. Heigl Beske, he definitely wanted everything at this time, but he would look very strange: \"10 crowns.\"

I offered a relatively "high" price - that was equivalent to 120 to 130 pounds, and said after the Earl spoke:

\"Count, you're actually more interested in stories than Crown.\"

Yu Fa smiled and said:

\"You came to Granger Valley from Willandell not for money. You hate stories, so you can't ~lightnovelpub.net~ Can I tell you the story after the two medals, at the same time This is the story after the loss of those two medals.\"

Reach out and hold the handle of the tea cup again, but instead of picking it up immediately, let the bottom of the tea cup rub against the tea holder:

\"Stories are worth less than money.\"

The Earl showed a deeply appreciative expression, I nodded, and put my hands together under the table:

\"To be honest, that period of family history is actually not a general glory. Mr. Carson, he can probably understand that no matter how traditional aristocratic families are, there will be no members who have no aristocratic traditions .\"

Watson nodded slightly, while the earl squinted his eyes as if lost in memory:

\"You are eighty-four years old this year, born in 1815 in the general calendar, and the loss of the medal probably occurred in the eighties after you were born. This was around 1780, when your father was still born, Your grandfather was a teenager and the protagonist of the story is

Your great-grandfather's brother, Thomas Jane Basco. \"