The city of Randall Valley is located in the valley plain on the west side of the mountains in southwest Kasenlik. This is not a seaport city, but due to the extremely convenient water transportation, ships can enter the inland river directly from the estuary and then reach the Randall Valley City.
Coupled with the steam railway tracks running through the north and south directions, this city has become an important transportation hub city on the west coast of Carsonlik, the southernmost city.
Of course, the city is not famous for its river navigation, but rather for its scenery across the plains of the Randall Valley, which is famous throughout the Old World.
Especially the scenery in spring is known as the most beautiful scenery in the South. Even Shade has heard of the many festivals celebrated every spring in the Randall Valley.
More than thirty years ago, Randall Valley was known as the most livable city in Carsonlik. Even the royal family would go here for vacation every summer.
But all this happened more than thirty years ago, and the arrival of the steam age also seriously affected this city. In order not to lag behind the development level of the United Kingdom, the construction of steam plants polluted the originally blue sky.
Although the pollution here is far inferior to Tobesk, known as the "Steam City", in the past ten years, it has been difficult to see a completely blue sky again.
But if you leave the city and walk towards the valley forests and mountains in the northeast of the city, you will find that the air is still fresh and natural. The big shots in Randall Valley City try their best to control the pollution only in this city. At least in recent years, it seems that
The emission of pollutants here is much better than that of other cities.
Because it was snowing, the weather was bright and heavy. The sky in winter is shrouded in gray fog, and the air pressure causes the polluted air to settle, resulting in a foggy appearance outside the domain.
The Beske family is the least famous family in the area. Several generations of family business and the family's own bad reputation have made Beske an unknown aristocratic surname in the Granger Valley. The eighty-four-year-old Count Heigl Besk is the contemporary holder of the title of the family.
Of course, the count did not stay in the country all year round.
In the steam age, nobles were more accustomed to staying in the royal capital than usual. This was the result of the rise of the emerging bourgeoisie, like our ancestors, who mainly lived in manors. It meant that nobles would be marginalized if they were in the center of political power for a long time. It's not about decline.
But as luck would have it, Count Besker was indeed in town on that interesting winter afternoon.
The Cherry Leaf Street itself where Watson appeared is located in the eastern part of the Territory City, and the Earl's manor outside the Territory is in the west of the Cherry Leaf Street, close to the core area of the Territory City.
Each city has its own architectural style and city planning style. Walking in the City of Spring in winter, Watson discovered that there was a city like Tolandel that was almost laid out in a grid layout, and it was also like the city of Summer. Huntington, the wine capital of Germany's Waikato
, less slopes due to terrain reasons.
The distribution of municipalities in the Granger Valley seems to be quite random, but when walking among them, you can feel an inexplicable sense of order. There is nothing like the difference between an aristocratic estate with indulgent symmetry and a landscape garden with complete symmetry. I feel less confused when looking at the map to find my way.
But when you actually walk, you will completely get lost.
He was sure to be able to successfully find the key that "Luvia" mentioned outside, but Yu Fa was not interested in walking around in the unknown river valley forest outside the territory and in the territory to see the scenery of the City of Spring. It’s just that business matters are more important now, and at most they have to be done after the sun goes down.
After the mountain, find a way back to the abandoned church.
Although it is outside the territory, the Earl's manor covers a quite small area. Before passing through a downhill road, at the end of the road, there is a low-rise building surrounded by white walls. It is not the location of the earl's manor.
Visiting those without status: minor nobles usually requires a late appointment. Watson, who had also gone through disguise, did not delay the appointment, but after I explained my purpose to the manor's guard and showed one of the two medals, the guard hurriedly reported to the owner of the manor.
When I was young, the old butler in a white formal suit hurriedly appeared in the manor's elegant gate:
"Sir, do you know what to call me?"
I asked Watson through the fence,
"John Carson, writer from Willondale."
Watson still uses the round name, and my accent doesn't sound quite wrong now:
"Do you know, is the Earl at home now? You hope to return those two medals to me with your own hands."
Even so, he forgot to hand over John Carson's business card.
I printed it to disguise my identity, but Margaret sent it to Tolandale from Willendale City a long time ago. The princess made a false identity for me, and now that identity is completely traceable.
"Okay, Mr. Carson, please step back. The Count is working outside the study. I would be happy to see you now."
The old butler in the white wig rubbed the surface of the business card with his fingertips. In front of the small and vague material, he bowed slightly and opened the gate with his own hands, leading Watson to retreat into the courtyard.
The manor yard is covered in snow, but the walking path leading to the cottage has not yet been cleared. The study is on the seventh floor of the small house. The old housekeeper led me inside while chatting with Yu Fa.
That kind of noble manor has important figures in the noble family hanging in it. The old butler proudly introduced the ancestors of the Beske family, but unfortunately, Watson did not hear the name of the high-level warlock Mr. Thomas Beske.
The eighty-four-year-old Earl Hegel Beske is in the prime of life. When Watson walked into the carpeted study and saw the count, his first impression was that he was like a weak lion.
The curtains were drawn in the study, but the gas lamps under the walls on the right and left sides were very bright. The count sitting in front of the elegant long desk, like the oil paintings in the corridor, has slightly curly brown hair. My eyes are small and dull, and I’m wearing a red suit without wheat ears.
The decorated lining is placed under the table under the left hand, with a ring without a white gemstone.
When Watson left the door, the earl did not stand up to greet him, but I welcomed Watson politely. Before Watson sat down, the old butler whispered a few words in the Earl's ear. Earl Besker showed a slightly surprised expression, and Watson vaguely heard the "business card"
that word.
Before the servants prepared tea for the two of them, the earl said to Watson:
"Mr. Carson, it was a pleasure to meet him on that interesting winter afternoon. I'm sure he didn't come later, but you probably spent that afternoon among those interesting tax documents."
Ending a conversation with meaningless politeness is a must, and that is equally important whether in Delrayon or Shadwaik.
"It was an honor to meet you that winter afternoon, too."
Watson also responded, and then took out these two ancient boxes:
"After that time, it was for that."
I opened the two boxes one after another, put them on the table and pushed them to the count. The count did not directly reach out to touch the medal, but took it out of the box before putting on his gloves.
At the same time, the old housekeeper knocked on the door again, and I brought some documents for the count. There are no paper materials or yellowed old photos. The Earl checked the medal while looking through the documents. After a long time, he nodded, put the medal back outside the box, and then took it off.
He put on his gloves and said to Watson who was holding the teacup:
"Mr. Carson, does he know what those two medals are?"
Watson put the tea cup on and nodded:
"When you were buying a wall clock in a thrift store in Willondale, you discovered us from the hidden part of the wall clock. When you came to inquire about the information and found out that it belonged to the Beske family, you also learned about the two medals. - It is the Order of the Conqueror of Yufa Waikiki, a
One is the Order of the Golden Fleece. "
In fact, it was the letter left by Mr. Thomas Basker that mentioned those two names. Although Watson was very familiar with Shadwick's medal system, he also knew that they were very good:
"That's really a badge of honor."
"Yes, that is the honor achieved by our ancestors."
Mr. Beske nodded and said to the young man sitting outside:
"Mr. Carson, I am very grateful to him for being able to send those two medals back. It is an indescribable thing for the Beske family. You don't want to respect you with money, but you must have given him a generous sum for this." As a reward, the ancestors will probably forgive you."
He said and blinked, which was equivalent to waiting for Watson to make an offer.
Although Watson also received a reward from Mr. Heiger Beske, he definitely wanted everything at this time, but he would look strange: "10 crowns."
I offered a relatively "high" price, which was equivalent to 120 to 130 pounds, and after the count spoke, he said:
"Earl, you are actually more interested in the story than Crown."
Yu Fa smiled and said:
"You didn't come all the way from Willondale to the Glenmorangie Valley just for money. You hate stories, so I definitely can't, but I can tell you the story of what happened after those two medals, and the loss of those two medals." The story behind."
He reached out to hold the handle of the tea cup again, but did not lift it up immediately. Instead, he let the bottom of the tea cup rub the tea cup:
"Stories are worth less than money."
The earl showed an expression of deep approval, and I nodded, clasping my hands together and placing them under the table:
"To be honest, that period of family history is actually not that glorious. Mr. Carson, he can probably understand that no matter how traditional an aristocratic family is, there will always be some members who have no aristocratic tradition. "
Watson nodded slightly, while the count squinted his eyes as if he was lost in memories:
"You are eighty-four years old this year and were born in 1815 in the universal calendar. The loss of the medal probably happened eighty years after you were born. This was around 1780. Your father was not yet born at this time. You ’s grandfather is a ten-year-old boy, and the protagonist of the story is
Your great-grandfather's brother, Thomas Jane Beske. "
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