Heloise delivered the documents and treasure maps on time early the next morning.

"The fief is...Siliki?"

This is one of the three fief candidates he listed for Mia last night, the three areas of Somi, Yevwind and Siliki are in triangular structure, while Siliki is at the corner inside.

He actually didn't know much about the humanities in this area. He only remembered that there were about three mines with abundant reserves near it, a large piece of wasteland suitable for reclamation, and of course, there were also the "Warcraft Nest" that he had to encounter if he wanted to develop it.

Whether it is Siliki, Yevwende or Somi, they are all autonomous regions without any jurisdiction. The advantage of arranging fiefs there is that when he completely stabilizes Siliki, he can safely take over the ownership of Somi and Yevwende and first build a triangle in the northeast of Amasir.

It seems that Anastasia has made a lot of efforts for her fiefdom - Cyril thought to himself, and then opened the document for the second title...

"count?"

Cyril almost couldn't hold on to this document, and the string of verbal words were left behind by him, and the only words "Earl" that caught his eyes.

Baron, viscount, Count, Marquis, Duke - it would be too generous to just give yourself a rank of Earl after you jump to the rank, right?

Cyril even wondered if the ministers had trembled their hands and wrote wrongly, but he quickly threw these messy thoughts behind his head: No matter what, what comes to my hands is mine, and you can't take it away even if you want to! Earl is Earl!

Even if you give me the title of Duke Amasil now, I can accept it without hesitation!

Earl of Cialique - Drink! It sounds very famous, and just taking out this name is enough to fool many people.

And more importantly, the title of Earl will be one or two higher than that of the aristocratic vassals in Amasil, which means that even if he is a newcomer to Amasil, he will not be inferior in his position, and he will not have to worry about being given the title to take the lead in his words.

Anastasia, you are so planning...

As an earl, the number of private troops he can have and the territory range are far beyond his expected imagination, which also allows him to "develop quietly" more time and will not be targeted too early by the old foxes in Amasil's local area.

It also means that he can have enough capital earlier to chew as much power as possible in Anastasia. If Anastasia is determined to let him be the grand duke of the Amasil region, then giving him a title of Count is undoubtedly a very beautiful step.

Although his qualifications are not as high as those of the Count, the East is not like La Rochelle in the rest of the East. There are many vacant fiefs, and there is one more Count in remote places, so Solconan doesn't care about this.

Cyril was very satisfied with the fiefdom and title that Anastasia asked for him. Next was the most important treasure map.

He took a deep breath and took the last letter out of the box he had sent, but Cyril was stunned at the first sight of it.

"This...is definitely a treasure map?"

Cyril looked at the thing lying in his hand: it was a slender golden "leaf", with the veins of normal leaves, which looked just ordinary leaves in autumn. He pinched it gently, and the texture of the leaves was hard, as if it was made of special metal.

Although we know that treasure maps often contain many puzzle-solving factors, it would be too much to not even give the starting point of a roadmap!

And has there been such a "treasure map" in the game?

Cyril was deeply puzzled. He claimed that he was a high-intensity game player and had many built-in forums for the game. Even if it was rare to be in the game, he would go to websites like ANG to check out the information related to [The Road of Huiyao].

But he has never seen such a treasure map before.

Maybe I have to ask Miss Misha if there are any clues to the "local" elves?

But just when he found Misha with such thoughts, the Elf Miss shook her head and said that she had never seen any related golden leaves.

In desperation, he could only suppress the matter of the treasure map for the time being. Fortunately, he himself did not expect to obtain a peerless magic weapon, such as the "Prophet Sword" and other equipment, so he did not feel much difference.

And as Heloise brought these things, Cyril's days in Solconan were over.

"Caroline, don't take the doll away, it's very troublesome to hold it." Cyril looked at Caroline running down the stairs with a big cloth bag on his back. The little girl was holding a soft doll in her hand, and said helplessly.

So Caroline ran back to the room again, threw the doll onto the big bed, then returned to Cyril and raised her little hand: "Cyril Cyril, everything has been sorted out!"

"Very good. Go and call Narora and be ready to go." Cyril gave Caroline a new task, then turned to look at the people who had gathered in the hall.

Alina is still wearing a rigorous and light swordsman costume. After Miss Misha has added a new space bracelet to Solconan, she has learned to put all her idle items in the bracelet, and is now standing leisurely beside Alina.

Not long after, Caroline pulled Narula and appeared in the hall. Next was the dwarf Cran, who had just prepared the carriage and returned to the hall happily - there were so many girls in a team that he could only continue to be a coachman.

Lydia Shelley is still fiddling with her research in the laboratory, and she doesn't care about Cyril and others' imminent departure.

Mia wore a mage robe and hugged the girls she had already met, watching them get into the carriage with a smile. Finally, Crane sat on the horse's back, leaving Cyril still outside the carriage.

"Mr. Wei." She walked forward, her eyes facing Cyril, "I will be your help as soon as possible. I hope that when I arrive in Cyliki, I will see an excellent territory."

Cyril nodded slightly at her: "I won't let you down."

"Then I'll look forward to it."

The mage covered his mouth and chuckled, watching Cyril get on the back of the horse, the horse neighs out of the castle, runs across the plain, and penetrates into the dense forest until it disappears.

She clasped her hands on her chest and gave her a soft blessing:

"May the star shine on you."

Leaving the magical plains, in the outer city, Cyril found the agreed driver... Knight, Rod Sergey, who had already greeted Rod and had set a time to leave. At this time, he happened to meet.

Then a group of people drove their carriages and ran out of the gate of Solconan in the morning sunlight.

Go east all the way.
Chapter completed!