Your loyal and sincere distant cousin,

Sir Edmund Dantes.

Yours sincerely!

]

"Is your ancestor named Fernando Colin?" General Hamoldon impatiently asked as he saw Luo Yan's gaze move to the last line.

It was evident that he really wanted this favor.

"...I'm not sure, General Hamoldon. Honestly, the chaos my ancestors went through is unimaginable to you."

Luo Yan pondered for a long time and ultimately did not immediately acknowledge it, instead giving a response that was both flexible and cautious.

"In that time of extreme scarcity, we could only carve limited information onto stones and masts, while also guarding against the hostility of the Lizardman, necessitating constant migration. As time passed... the original stones have already been lost, and the masts have long since decayed into ashes. Many things from five hundred years ago have been lost."

"I sincerely hope the content of this letter is true, but when it comes to matters of bloodline, I must be cautious."

Even though Luo Yan didn't think there was a need for General Hamoldon to test him now that the trade agreement was finalized, he still had to remain true to his persona to prevent the general from having suspicions later.

General Hamoldon's expression was slightly disappointed, but he quickly expressed his understanding.

Three hundred years ago, Saint Yil Castle was just a barren island.

Expecting a destitute castaway to pass down noble glory through generations is indeed too difficult.

If considering it from my perspective, even if one encountered such a situation, one would have to strive with all their might just to survive, without caring for those things.

"Indeed... matters concerning bloodline must be cautiously considered. I was too hasty. Please don't take this letter to heart."

"How could I? I truly appreciate your concern for my matters."

Seeing the slightly disappointed Hamoldon, Luo Yan smiled and continued in a teasing tone.

"Moreover, some of the stories in this letter actually match what I know about my ancestors. Perhaps the first member of the Colin family to be shipwrecked on this land was named 'Fernando'? Or perhaps that was just one of his many names."

"In any case, I am interested in meeting that distant relative. If they really are of the Colin family's bloodline, I cannot ignore them. Furthermore, we are very eager to fill in the missing parts of the historical record, which was also a regret of my father's that he could not fulfill in his lifetime."

Hamoldon's eyes lit up and he immediately said,

"That won't be a problem! I can help you invite Sir Dantes to visit!"

Luo Yan gently shook his head.

"I'd better go myself... In some time, I plan to visit the Holy City, setting foot on my ancestral land as a Prince, to hold a funeral for my father."

Pausing, he made the sign of the cross on his chest and continued,

"I will bury his honor and ashes in the cemetery of the Holy City, which was his life's wish. Now that the condition allows it, I hope his soul can rest in peace on the land he yearned for day and night and return to the embrace of Saint Sis. Additionally, I've heard that the Academic State of the Empire is quite proficient in the realm of magic. If possible, I'd like to visit there and exchange some academic insights myself."

This was the background story he initially fabricated, so by taking this trip, he could round out the storyline, avoiding any prolonged delay that might expose inconsistencies.

As for the timeline not aligning?

What a joke!

Aligning timelines and coming up with excuses are the headaches of historians, not something someone like him, who isn't even buried yet, needs to worry about.

If any of this turns out true, it's all due to his cautiousness!

In an era with the internet, even memories can be altered at will, let alone in this old era where the information people received was even less complete than fragments.

If he loses, then it's Gutaf, the one making a mess of things.

But as long as he wins, there's naturally a thousand explanations!

...

After the banquet, General Hamoldon bade farewell to Prince Colin, leaving the fort contentedly with the accompanying officers, returning to the port of Withered Wood Port.

It's worth mentioning that although he frequently came to Ticky's place for meals during this time, he didn't live at Ticky's, but near the under-construction port.

He not only built a house for Prince Colin but also acquired land through Ticky at the port and built one for himself.

Of course, nominally, this property was one of the "offices" set up by the Saint Yil Castle logistics office in Withered Wood Port, belonging to the Imperial Navy and His Majesty the Emperor. However, as a General, he enjoyed the right to use it twenty-four hours a day.

After all, the Emperor doesn't leave the palace gates, so it's naturally impossible for him to come to a place as barren as this.

In General Hamoldon's plans, the future Withered Wood Port would be a logistics base for the Saint Yil Castle garrison and a vacation retreat for the officers.

The environment here is indeed nice, with only rainy and dry seasons, unlike the New Continent, which experiences harsh winters and hot summers.

He is very concerned about this grand plan, hence he always regarded it as his own backyard for construction...

Oh no, it should be said, as the Empire's backyard.

Soon after General Hamoldon left, Ticky finally relaxed his shoulders and leaned behind Luo Yan with a wry smile, saying,

"My lord... if you have any plans next time, could you please inform me in advance, so I can at least be mentally prepared?"

This meal was probably the most difficult one he had eaten this month, causing his stomach to still ache as if in spasm.

"Plans can't keep up with changes. I didn't know a recognition ceremony would suddenly come up in the Holy City."

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