Chapter 618: Chapter 618 - 364: Reymont’s Ambition

Grey Rock Fort, Upper City, Balcony Garden.The air in late spring is fresh, the flora in full bloom, neatly trimmed rose walls laden with pale pink buds, and the fountain on the lawn gently emits a mist.In the distance, the sounds of birds and hooves can be heard, the entire upper city like a peaceful painting.Duke Spencer Raymond stands at the center of the garden.His deep blue, gold-trimmed suit is spotless, the golden threads glinting in the sunlight, the collar as white as snow.Noblewomen, guild representatives, and maidservants surround him, long tables set up in the courtyard, laden with bread and warm soup.Raymond raises a silver cup, saying warmly to everyone, "Let them remember, Grey Rock not only possesses great power, but also warmth."Applause ensues.The children from the orphanage are led into the garden, holding flowers and handmade cloth dolls.The smallest girl runs too hastily and almost trips, but he gently steadies her.At that moment, everyone around holds their breath, his actions natural, as if he truly cherishes these children.He takes the bouquet of white roses, and says softly, "This is the best gift."He then pins the flowers in the vase on the table and turns to smile at the noble representative.More enthusiastic applause bursts from the crowd, a lady tearfully exclaims, "Your Excellency is the kindest noble of the Empire."Raymond nods slightly, instructing for the reserve warehouse's boxes to be opened.Bags of flour, medical kits, and leather boots neatly arranged inside glimmer softly in the sunlight.The attendant distributes the supplies according to the list, while he patiently asks each headmaster about their needs, even personally signing the relief agreements for the next quarter.Nobles and merchants exchange whispers, even the maids quietly praise his nobility.As the last child presents their flowers, musicians begin to play music, the light melody drifting through the air.Raymond stands at the highest point of the garden, overlooking the crowd, akin to a perfect statue, bright and flawless, making people dare not gaze directly.At this moment, a knight steps quickly into the scene, whispering a few words in his ear.Raymond, still smiling, sets down the silver cup and says, "Apologies, everyone, I must take my leave. The food for the needy is prepared. May you be safe."He concludes the conversation politely and perfectly, turning to leave with the knight, footsteps softly echoing on the stone floor of the long corridor.The sunlight pursues him until that noble figure disappears into the shadows.The heavy door of the study closes, the light dimmed instantly.Raymond removes his gloves, sits by the fireplace, and takes the envelope handed over by the knight.He unfolds the letter and carefully reads it, his gaze finally resting on those few lines."The Frost Dragon Territory meeting has ended.