Ten days later.

Weiley rode a majestic horse, beside him, followed by the energetic Sandor and several cavalrymen.

At this time, they had just patrolled the villages and villages under Baixiong Town and returned to the town.

As the new baron of the territory, Willy needs to figure out the current situation under the White Bear Town. Otherwise, the territory situation that was only understood in writing would not be comprehensive enough.

The lack of information will cause deviations in the expected results when making certain decisions in the future, so Weili worked hard once and took about ten days to roughly go through the White Bear Town.

"Sir Baron, this morning a gentleman who claims to be your friend came to visit you."

As soon as Willie rode into the manor, he saw the guards guarding the gate coming up and reported to him.

"My friend? What's his name?"

Willie was a little surprised.

"He didn't explain his identity, he just said that you will definitely meet him."

The guard replied truthfully.

Willy frowned and said that he was his friend but did not tell the guards' name, which seemed a bit unethical.

Among my friends, no one would do such a thing.

"Where is he now?"

Weiley asked.

"Because you are not here, we dare not neglect him, so we invited him in the side hall next to the living room."

The guard was a little guilty when he spoke. He peeked at Willy's expression, fearing that the Baron would blame them for letting strangers in.

But they had no choice at that time. After all, no one knew what the strange visitor had to do with Willy. If someone who had a close relationship was neglected by him, he would definitely have to bear the Baron's anger.

"Okay, I get it."

Weiley nodded without showing any angry expression.

He also knew the difficulties of the guards, so he did not deliberately make things difficult for him.

What just made him curious was who this friend was.

Weiley handed the horse to the guards, and walked alone towards the side hall.

As soon as he walked to the door of the side hall, before he could enter, Willy heard a strange man complaining.

"Why haven't your Baron come yet? He has to be so neglected by my respectful guest!" The man said in a very impatient tone, "Also, your tea drink is really hard to swallow. Are these all soaked in sea water? A salty smell directly lowered your Baron's identity."

Weili raised his eyebrows, no longer hesitated, but went straight into the side hall.

As soon as he entered, Willie saw a middle-aged man stuffing dessert into his mouth.

He was about forty years old, slightly fat, dark-skinned, wearing a skewed and dusty gentleman's hat, and a black dress that was still wrinkled. The cane he placed on the table had cracks and the upper was covered with mud.

Weiley could hardly imagine that this guy dared to claim to be his friend.

In front of the man, a young waitress broke out in cold sweat on her forehead, looking submissive. She was afraid that this strange friend of the Baron would talk to her in front of the Baron and let her accept punishment.

"Baron."

Just when she didn't know how to deal with the guest, she saw Willie suddenly come in and saluted quickly.

"Um?"

When the strange man heard this, he quickly turned around and saw Vili with a look of scrutiny.

"You go down first."

Willie waved to the waitress.

The waitress immediately felt relieved, looked at Willy with gratitude and quickly left the side hall.

After the waitress went out, the strange man smacked his lips and cleaned up the pastry scraps on his beard.

He stood up, straightened the gentleman's hat on his head slightly, then pulled his dress and held the cane in the palm of his hand.

Then he straightened his back, cleared his throat, and looked serious: "Barrie Willy, it's a privilege to see you."

Weiley did not pay attention to him immediately, but sat casually on a chair, stuffed the pastry at hand into his mouth without saying a word.

"Ahem..."

When the man saw that Willy ignored him, he was a little embarrassed. In his script, Baron Willy should take the initiative to ask about his identity and then introduce himself seriously.

But the young baron in front of him seemed to be a little unremitting to play by the rules.

The man touched his nose of the wine tank and said with a little guilty conscience: "Hello Baron Ville, my name is Mib, and I come from the Golden Flower City in the province of Daweipur."

When saying this, the man felt a little more confident.

Golden Flower City is the city where Count Lumbar lives, and it is the central city of the entire Davipur province. Mib introduced himself this way to tell Willie that he was from a big city, and that he came to White Bear Town was in a remote place.

"Golden Flower City?"

Willie raised his eyelids and showed a smile.

Seeing this, Mib thought that Willie was interested in his identity, so he took the opportunity to say, "Yes, I come from the prosperous Jinhua City, which is not comparable to a small place like you."

As he said that, Mib gave Willie a complacent look.

"I am a famous writer in Jinhua City. This time I came to Baixiong Town to travel to some remote towns and accumulate some literary materials. So I hope Baron Willy can give me some cooperation. In this way, I will write Baixiong Town into my works to make your territory famous."

When Mib said this, she finally felt like she was regaining control of the situation.

"Are you a famous writer?"

Willie suddenly smiled. This was the first time he had seen such a poor writer.

This era is completely different from the world before traveling through time. Those who can become writers in this world must read books and master a lot of knowledge when they are young. Most of the people who can come into contact with these are from aristocratic or from a big businessman family.

Like Hudill, the teacher of Willy before, his father was once a big businessman.

But even so, his talent and family background can only make him a scholar, not a writer.

And this Mib was sloppy and had no temperament, but she claimed to be a writer, which really made Weiley funny.

"Well, Mr. Mib, whether you are a writer or not, we have to solve another problem now."

Willy's expression suddenly became serious: "How do you plan to bear the charge of impersonating a baron friend?"

From the beginning, Virley didn't even believe Mib's words.

As a hangman who has the power of justice, he can easily detect any negative human nature.

Mib's lies were full of lies, and he could not escape the scrutiny of the power of Wiley's justice.
Chapter completed!