“We are now entering the Archivold marquisate, Sir Eugene.”

After crossing a river and a few small mountains over the period of two days, Eugene was finally able to catch a glimpse of the Archivold territory. The great noble had reigned as a monarch of the Carls Baggins Peninsula and a margrave of a kingdom.

“Almost half of the peninsula belongs to the Archivold marquisate?”

“Yes, sir. Although the land that they actually ruled was smaller, they had numerous nobles as their vassals, since they were such an ancient, powerful family. Of course, they are now separated and living out their own lives.”

“Oho. You are quite knowledgable for a merchant,” Galfredik expressed his amazement.

“You flatter me, sir. I have been traveling all over the peninsula since a long time ago. As I see it, I am fortunate to know just a little bit more than others.” The merchant Magat humbly bowed. He was certainly worthy of having been recommended by Gardye.

“By the way, did you say that Lord Gabriel’s territory is quite far from here?”

“That is correct. We would have to travel for at least three more days, and we would pass through two other territories.”

“Hmm. And one of them belongs to Lord Essandra, the eldest daughter of the Archivold family?”

“Yes. According to principle, Lord Essandra should have succeeded the title…”

Marquis Archivold had three sons and two daughters. His youngest son, Bemos, was dead, and the remaining children were currently at a standoff, each claiming...