Lord: I have a Mount & Blade panel.

Richard held the map and studied it until late at night, only letting out a long sigh of relief when his furrowed brows, which had been as furrowed as a copper lock, were finally relaxed.

Even a powerful dragon needs a safe sky to grow in during its young stage before it can eventually grow into a dominant force that overlooks the earth.

Otherwise, trapped in a crisis-ridden environment, they could only survive by eating dirt, which was not a very decent way to live, and they might even die before they could grow up due to an accident.

If Gandon falls, I must stay out of the sight of the one who will ascend the throne.

Because no one can stand having a thorn in their eye all the time.

Gaoyabao is not a good choice.

Fortunately, Richard found a better place.

Un'Goro Wilderness!

This was once a no-man's-land where countless humans, Behemoths, elves, and dwarves had their blood spilled.

The location is so far away that if the rebels want to send out a large army, they have to consider whether their treasury can support a long expedition.

Poverty would lead any rational person to consider whether it's worth the manpower and money to kill a prince who has been exiled to a foreign land.

This unclaimed land, sandwiched between countless forces, will be his foothold in this world in the future.

……

Having finally found a moment of peace, Richard, a seasoned civil engineer from his previous life, was ready to give this world a good critique of its customs and traditions.

The next morning, he and his guardian knight prepared to explore the prosperous city of Baiya.

But as soon as they stepped out of the castle, they saw a group of people gathered on the only road they could take.

When he walked in, he saw Lilia, accompanied by several maids and two Golden Leaf Knights, feeding a fat orange cat that looked like a balloon.

Richard was somewhat surprised, not because he was surprised to meet the princess's daughter, his fiancée, here, but because he was surprised to find orange cats in this other world, and they were also surprisingly fat. Could this be a lineage?

Good day, Your Highness.

The other person clearly noticed Richard's arrival, her eyes lit up, and she immediately lifted the hem of her green velvet skirt, gracefully taking small steps over and bowing slightly in greeting.

"Good day, my beautiful lady." Richard smiled impeccably, handsomely.

Lilia was still a little sleepy because she had woken up early, but at this moment she felt that she had never been more awake than she was now.

I was woken up by his handsome looks.

There's no way around it, the charm of 25 points is just that it's so direct, so unreasonable, and so awesome.

The maids and girls around the other party were practically staring wide-eyed.

If His Highness were so inclined, a single glance would suffice to allow him to spend a blissful time with these girls in a corner, in the garden, in the bushes, at the right time.

Handsome is Richard's calling card, and status is his ticket to success.

The fact that Augustus was only one step away from destruction was known only to the great nobles.

Therefore, Richard, despite being a prince, remains an unattainable Mount Möbius in the eyes of ordinary people.

"Your Highness, where are you headed?" Lilia asked curiously.

She knew it was offensive to ask such a question, but she just couldn't help it.

She looked forward to every opportunity to spend time with Richard.

"I'm going to explore Baiya. It's a beautiful city, and no one can resist experiencing its beauty," Richard said in the most authentic royal accent.

This kind of tone is generally considered to be elegant and refined, but in Richard's words, it's just for showing off.

"Your Highness, I think you must be missing a local guide," Lilia said, mustering her courage.

Richard's heart stirred slightly.

Frankly, he has no interest in taking care of his daughter.

Indeed, in his eyes, Lilia, who was only sixteen, was no different from his daughter—even though he himself was not yet eighteen.

However, his age in his previous life made him prefer mature women like Sylvie—mature in every way.

"It's my pleasure, Miss Lilia," Richard said with a smile.

Lilia felt like she was flying with happiness.

She will then have the opportunity to spend the entire day with His Highness the Prince.

Richard thought to himself, "This is only because of the five thousand gold coins."

"Your Highness, have you decided where you want to go?" Lilia asked with great interest.

She had already planned where she would go with her Prince Charming.

The Saint-Nicole Opera House, the shores of Lake Celosia, the Aegean forest... listen to the songs of bards, ride a white horse through fields of wheat... Oh dear, one day is simply not enough!

Richard thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to the tavern."

"Oh, I like going to pubs too," Lilia said with a forced smile.

Anyone who has just eaten a delicious chicken leg and then suddenly sees a pile of poop would have the same expression on Lilia's face.

Falling from heaven to hell is nothing more than this.

In Lilia's stereotype, taverns were places frequented by a bunch of smelly, burly men, a melting pot of all sorts of people, including executioners, butchers, mercenaries, and outlaws...

Anyway, if it weren't for Richard, she probably would never have gone to a place like that in her entire life.

Richard turned to look at the Golden Leaf Knights and their maids who were following behind them like two gatekeepers: "Young men and women, why don't you stay here and we go out and have some fun?"

The maids hesitated, glancing at their mistress, while the knights said in muffled voices, "Your Highness, we apologize, but protecting Miss Lilia is our duty."

This statement completely enraged the guardian knight Sylvie.

Sylvie took a step forward, her cross-hilted longsword gleaming with a cold silver light in the morning glow, her whole body radiating a faint silver light.

Her hand rested casually on the sword hilt, her tone so calm it sent chills down one's spine: "Oh? So you mean I can't protect His Highness? Can't protect Miss Lilia?"

The Golden Leaf Knights' expressions changed slightly.

They then realized they had misspoke—to say such a thing in front of a Silver Knight who had condensed the seeds of battle aura was almost tantamount to declaring war.

"That's not what we meant..."

"What do you mean?" Sylvie said coldly, "Or do you think you're stronger than me? Then come down and fight me one-on-one!"

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Lilia hurriedly waved her hand: "Miss Sylvie, they are just—"

"alright."

Richard's voice rang out, neither too loud nor too soft, yet it was like an invisible hand that smoothed out all the tension.

He stepped forward and patted Sylvie on the shoulder.

"Relax, Sylvie," Richard said with a smile. "They're just doing their job, which is commendable."

Sylvie pursed her lips, but finally loosened her grip on the sword hilt.

She glared fiercely at the two gold-leaf knights.

The Golden Leaf Knights felt as if they had been granted a pardon, their backs already soaked with cold sweat.