Joseph Kadari was publicly executed for treason, aiding the enemy, and other serious crimes, and his family was thoroughly purged by order of the Emperor.

The downfall of this once illustrious family caused a tremor among the nobility within the Empire.

However, the mastermind behind this entire storm was at this moment cuddled up in his thick quilt, sleeping like there was no tomorrow.

It's no wonder; the intense work of recent times, coupled with the establishment of the council, the founding of the Inspectorate, the probing and networking among the noble forces...

It had all exhausted him.

Thus, Louis Calvin, the youngest Prefect of the Northern Territory, creator of the council, mastermind behind the Inspectorate System, designer of the Revival Fund...

Was snoring soundly in bed.

"Master Louis, it's time to wake up." Sif's voice sounded in his ear.

The heavy curtains were drawn open, and a ray of sunlight suddenly slanted in, passing through the indoor light gauze and falling on the figure bundled up in the bed.

It was his own instructions, no matter how tired, he must be woken up by nine every morning to prevent himself from completely degenerating one day.

Louis felt the sun, mumbled something with a frown, and finally opened his eyes with difficulty.

He sat up, resembling an ordinary person who has to get up in the morning, with disheveled hair and a vacant look.

"It's been over a year now." He mumbled while watching the light of dawn outside the window, "Since I've transmigrated, I've really degenerated into a noble..."

But no matter how tired his body was, or how unclear his consciousness, his habits were deeply rooted.

The first thing after getting up, he instinctively raised his hand and made a light stroke in the air.

Activating the Daily Intelligence System.

Just as Sif came in with a towel, handing him water while glancing at him, she couldn't help but chuckle seeing him staring into space again.

"Daydreaming again." She approached, casually rubbing his face like petting a sleepy kitten.

He didn't mind at all, still focusing intently ahead.

He never worried that Sif or anyone else would see anything strange.

In fact, he had long confirmed that this "Daily Intelligence System" could only be seen by himself.

No matter if it was Sif, or anyone else, even standing right in front of him, they would only see him dazing off, unaware of the faint light screen and text slowly emerging in the air.

The system's presence seemed embedded in the deepest part of his consciousness.

The slightly translucent light screen spread out quietly before Louis' eyes, the font glowing with an icy blue hue rolling slowly from top to bottom.

[Daily intelligence update complete]

[1: The arranged marriage date between Louis and Emily has been officially set by both families for July 12th.]

[2: Baron Courtney, dissatisfied with the control of the Inspectorate, has sent gifts to seek help from his cousin, Viscount Hamilton, intending to accuse Louis of being "arbitrary and domineering" before Governor Duke Edmund.]

[3: Three days later, a team of three Silver-faced Mages was attacked by an unknown creature near the Cold Fir Territory, resulting in two deaths and one injury, with the survivor Lei Xi'er hiding in a cave outside the Cold Fir Territory.]

After reading the first piece of intelligence, he blinked with a calm expression.

To him, it wasn't surprising.

An arranged marriage was just a matter of time, and now that it's set for July 12th, right before the Northern Territory truly enters summer, everything was within his expectations.

"In a little over a month, huh..." he murmured softly.

He was actually quite satisfied with this arrangement.

After all, he had already met Emily, the lady with indisputable beauty.

Unlike Sif, her style was more elegant and dignified, as if she was born to wear a wedding dress and walk down the aisle.

"It is something to look forward to."

Unconsciously, he began to imagine the scene on the wedding day, a slight curve appearing at the corners of his mouth.

Of course, as a marriage between prominent families, he didn't need to personally arrange much.

The procedure, ceremony, dowry, guest list... would all be taken care of by others.

"Hm... Just going directly at that time would be fine." He calculated silently in his mind.

With a casual wave, the pale blue light screen flickered as he switched to the second piece of intelligence.

Seeing the words "Baron Courtney," his eyes twitched slightly.

"Him again."

This Baron had long been dissatisfied with his Inspectorate and had appeared in the system's intelligence more than once.

But this time it was more amusing that he actually wanted his future father-in-law to deal with him?

"Complaining about me to my father-in-law?" Louis chuckled, a trace of sarcasm in his tone, "This Mr. Courtney truly has an imaginative brain."

Of course, he didn't intend to pursue it immediately.

Courtney was just a desperate struggle, not worth his action right now.

But he had silently noted this down in his mental notebook.

"When needed... it won't be too late to bring it up."

The first two pieces were almost trivial, practically worthless reports.

It seemed today was another day of a useless system.

Louis curled his lips and switched to the third piece with a casual move.

Then his whole body froze.

Silver-faced Mage team, two dead, one injured? The injured one was hiding in a cave outside the Cold Fir Territory?

He suddenly sat up straight, eyes fixed on the line of icy blue text, confirming he hadn't read it wrong.

"...What?"

His mind felt like it buzzed, instantly dispelling all sleepiness.

This wasn't just any ordinary team, they were—Silver-faced Mages!

He remembered clearly, the last piece of intelligence mentioned they were ordered by the Supreme Mage to investigate the death of the Grand Mage in Red Tide Territory.

At that time, he was thinking of finding a chance to contact them, possibly opening the door to the Magic World.

But now, without even managing to contact them, two were dead, and the remaining one was severely injured and hiding in a cave at the edge of his territory?!

"What a joke... Why do these Mages love dying near my territory..." Louis murmured, his expression unusually serious.

This could no longer be explained by "coincidence."

This indicated there might be some unknown, terrifying threat lurking around his territory.

This made his heart sink, a serious look appearing on his brow.

But he quickly made a decision; the survivor must be rescued.

Not only because the other party might be a breakthrough for him into magic, but also because he must find out what attacked them.

If this wasn't investigated clearly, what if one day the target of the attack became his territory?

Furthermore, there were a few resource clues around the Cold Fir Territory, which could be conveniently retrieved.

"Tsk, what a troublesome autumn."

He got up to wash, his expression calm, though his mind had already made comprehensive plans.

After washing, he called Lambert and quietly instructed: "Bring the Elite Knight Order and Official Knights, prepare to set off, we are going to 'inspect' Cold Fir Territory."

Lambert didn't ask further, nodded briskly and went to make preparations.

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