The Duchy of Crawford was a country of beautiful natural scenery.
Of course, it wasn't the best vacation spot, as nothing could match the exotic feel of the Grand Cape in the South Sea.
However, this place was still frequently visited by imperial nobles.
"The snowy scenery is amazing."
Heaps of snow and densely growing conifers.
A small boat floating on a vast lake without a single ripple.
A fishing rod standing alone and still.
Wasn't that incredibly romantic?
Everyone imagined this picturesque scene and built a villa in the Duchy of Crawford.
"Uh… there are quite a few boats on the lake."
"I know."
Vargas looked a little dejected.
Abel also smiled bitterly at the sight, which was different from what he had imagined.
Romance, my ass.
What was this? It was almost like a flea market.
The villa he had received from Count Schultz was just one of many mansions in the area.
Of course, it wasn't too crowded.
