Truly, wealth in the deep mountains even brings distant relatives; without kin, one can conjure up relations.

Looking at the envelope sealed with hot wax in his hand, Luo Yan couldn't help but sigh.

Undoubtedly,

General Hamoldon has been duped!

With a little thought, Luo Yan could guess the situation: two possibilities.

Either some noble who couldn't make a living in the Imperial Holy City happened to concoct a story that aligned with his own, or some noble's ancestors, while compiling their genealogy, failed to plan properly, ending up deceiving their offspring.

An empire with a lineage spanning over a millennium, without regime changes, would accumulate an enormous number of royal descendants, a number beyond estimation.

Especially since the title of Prince, unlike Duke, Earl, or Baron, isn't associated with a specific territory, any impoverished noble with even the faintest royal connection would prefer the title Prince, rather than wear the meager title of Baron or Sir.

The reason Luo Yan chose to present himself as a Prince was precisely because he understood this historical context, recognizing the opportunity for exploitation.

In a small place like the Campbell Duchy near Brass Pass, the title of Prince can enjoy the courtesy of royalty, without the risk of being exposed due to the issue of territorial claims.

As long as he can put on a grand enough show to awe the local nobility without infringing upon their core interests, he will be an undisputed Prince.

This is akin to posing as an inspector from the Holy City to extort guilty local officials, and he's not even playing the biggest game yet.

However, even knowing General Hamoldon was being duped by a "familiar", Luo Yan wouldn't expose that "distant relative" face to face.

After all,

This play has just begun; it must continue.

Moreover, it's a good thing.

Raising a few pigs doesn't cost much.

"...Unbelievable, our branch has left the country for more than five hundred years, yet there are still people remembering us in the Holy City!"

With genuine emotion, Luo Yan said this as he opened the envelope in front of General Hamoldon, extracting the letter inside.

It was a handwritten letter from Sir Edmund Dantes to him—

Out of curiosity, Youyou also leaned over behind Lord Demon King, reading along with him.

[Respected His Highness Roxey Colin:

When I learned of you from the Holy City Port Authority staff, I was overjoyed, eager to fly to your side immediately!

Please forgive my impertinence; when I wrote this letter, my feelings were both excited and apprehensive—after all, for centuries, our two families have parted ways, and I never imagined I could reconnect with such a distinguished person as you in my lifetime.

I am Edmund Dantes, 42 years old, one of the few remaining members of the Dantes family.

You may not have heard of this insignificant person, but I earnestly request five minutes of your time to briefly introduce my family and the historic connection between our two families!

Five hundred years ago, Miss Margaret of the Dantes family and the esteemed Prince Fernando Colin were joined in marriage; their love deep and their talents and beauty were well matched... This union brought prosperity to both families, with the Colin family and the Dantes family commanding great prominence in the Holy City at the time!

However, fate is always unpredictable. The esteemed Prince Colin encountered a shipwreck while crossing the Vast Ocean on his way to Beitiao Ke Port to expand territory for the Empire, and has been lost without a trace. Lady Margaret was deeply affected, drowning in tears until her end.

This maritime disaster not only left an unfinished legend for both the Colin and Dantes families, but also cast a pall over both.

You can imagine a newlywed widow suffering such loss, surrounded by greedy wolves. How could she cope?

At that time, Lady Margaret was pregnant, and shortly after Prince Fernando Colin's disappearance, she gave birth to a son. Since the Colin family was then entangled in an internal dispute over property rights, Lady Margaret, to protect herself and her only son by Prince Fernando, had to leave the ancestral home, revert to her family name, calling him Robert Dantes, keeping their identities hidden.

As time passed, five hundred years rolled by, and the once imposing family has disintegrated, with the Colin bloodline dispersed among several families in the Holy City. Meanwhile, the line of Fernando was only continued through the son born to Lady Margaret, preserving the family's ancient tradition.

In other words, our ancestors were half-brothers!

For several centuries, we believed that beyond the Vast Ocean somewhere, the noble blood of the Colin family flowed... Saint Sis above! Our devotion and belief were not in vain, as Prince Fernando Colin indeed lives! I feel as if witnessing a miracle!

Respected Highness, thank you for reading this!

Although I know my status is humble, and I am not renowned, discovering that our family's bloodline continues brings me immense comfort.

I yearn for the opportunity to travel to the New Continent to meet you in person, tell you our family's story, and hopefully reconnect with the long-lost familial bond, even if it's a distant, faint thread.

Finally, once more, I thank General Hamoldon for his generosity and kindness, which grants me the opportunity to extend this belated five-hundred-year greeting. Regardless of whether you are willing to acknowledge our bloodline connection, I wish you good health and enduring family honor!

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