After I died, my personal maid rebelled.

"Minister Evelyn, I have delivered the herbs you ordered."

Upon arriving at the medical department building in Ice City, Dane carefully tidied his appearance, covered the scar on his head with a gentleman's hat that didn't suit his style, and cheerfully knocked on the laboratory door.

The door was then pushed open a crack, and Evelyn, wearing a white coat, poked her head out, smiled politely, and said, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Dane."

"No trouble at all," Dane quickly waved his hand, but Evelyn, who was busy, didn't have time to chat with him. After confirming the quality of the herbs, she went straight back to the laboratory.

Dane was not discouraged. With his S-class adventurer strength, he could bring back the herbs for Evelyn no matter how remote and dangerous the places where they grew.

Next time, we'll definitely be able to chat a bit more.

Dane turned and left the building made of cement and white ceramic tiles, beginning a leisurely stroll through the streets. The life of an adventurer was long gone, and those days fighting alongside dragon slayers and archmages had become cherished memories.

Dane, who has suddenly lost his purpose in life, wants to return to a normal life, but before that, he needs to find a way to get Miss Evelyn's attention.

Dane even sought advice from the Saintess on this matter, but the Saintess's expression was quite strange that day.

"Miss? Next time, please call her 'Madam,' she's probably a bit older than you..."

Never try to find out a witch's age; this was the advice the saintess gave him.

The July sun was shining brightly, and the streets were less crowded, but the cool pubs were bustling with activity.

"An ice-cold beer, please." In a good mood, Dane went to the bar. The young bartender knew him well and knew that he liked to enjoy being alone while drinking, so after handing him the beer, he immediately turned around and went to do other things.

The doorbell rang abruptly, and the familiar scent of perfume filled Dane's nostrils. Dane, who was admiring the peace and tranquility of the Northern Territory, suddenly felt his hair stand on end.

"You think I won't recognize you just because you're wearing a tasteless hat?"

The woman, dressed simply yet exuding luxury in the details, slapped her high-heeled boots against the wooden planks without saying a word and pulled off Dane's hat.

The glass in his hand slowly cracked, and Dane barely managed to suppress his rage, refraining from punching the cynical, twisted face.

"Catherine, why aren't you taking care of your little boy properly? What are you doing bringing him up from the north?"

"Look at what you're saying, of course I need your help." Catherine sat down next to Dane with a smile and reached for the bartender to order a glass of mead.

Catherine, one of the three S-rank adventurers in the human royal palace, was the youngest and retired the earliest. The last news Dane received about her was that Catherine had signed a contract with a nobleman to wholeheartedly teach a young nobleman.

Don't assume she's just tired of adventure; she's a pervert who drools over five-year-old boys...

Just then, the power grid in Ice City was completed, and Dane inexplicably had an urge to tie Catherine up and electrocute her.

"Speak if you have something to say."

Dane thought for a moment, wondering how he could help Catherine. To put it bluntly, the Adventurers' Guild was no longer around; if they encountered a monster horde, they would have to contact the army or Paladin Commander Paul.

Holding up her wine glass, Catherine looked somewhat resentful. "It's all because of my husband. The Northern Army invaded his territory. Although his parents didn't do anything wrong, according to regulations, they have to undergo some kind of labor reform. I was hoping you could help me and try to get a lighter sentence."

"He's only eleven years old, Dane. He can't lose his parents!"

Dane's lips twitched. So, you call an eleven-year-old "my husband"?

Dane had also heard about the news of the Northern Army's attack on the noble territories. Although the main force had already returned to their garrisons, Duke Oswald had left Erión in the royal city, with the aim of letting Erión independently expand his territory and recruit new troops.

If I'm not mistaken, Catherine has run into the line of fire with Eryon.

"I really can't do anything about this. Erian is a confidant of the Duke and Duchess. He is meticulous in his work and upright in his character. Even if I could meet the Duke, I wouldn't be able to ask him for help."

Dane decisively refused Catherine's request. He had promised Mr. Medivh that he would help the Northern Territory and improve people's lives.

Moreover, rules are rules, and there's no room for favoritism. Most importantly, he feared that a gentle smile might suddenly appear on the Duke's tyrannical face.

Dane took a sip of his cold beer and silently turned around. A strong hand was already on his shoulder. The newcomer was none other than Robert, another S-class adventurer.

Well, the Adventurers F3 team building activity is in big trouble now...

"Please, Dane, we all have happiness we want to protect."

Dane covered his face in anguish. Why? Why compare me to those who are obsessed with daughters or boys? I have done great service for humanity, I have shed blood for humanity. While you were chasing happiness, I was fighting against calamities!

Robert chuckled. He had thought that the Eastern Territory, which was undergoing a major construction project, was already bustling enough. He never expected that the once sparsely populated Northern Territory would have such a huge city.

To help her future in-laws, Catherine used almost all her connections. The first person she thought of was Robert, who had fought alongside the Union army.

Catherine rushed to the Eastern Territory without stopping. Upon hearing Catherine's purpose, the chivalrous Robert patted his chest and declared, "Leave this to me!"

I'm close to Miss, and I'm good friends with Paul. As for Ariane, needless to say, we're all friends with Bagu.

Then they were turned away...

Erión was dumbfounded. "No, you've never seen a central authority before, have you?"

Erión, who believed he had done his job fairly and justly, couldn't understand why anyone else would bother to investigate and distinguish right from wrong. Back then, the young lady led them to overthrow the nobles, but she cut down countless heads along the way!

What do you mean by saying you've done good deeds? In the face of struggle, merits and demerits cannot offset each other!

Faced with the stubborn Erian, the two had no choice but to go to Ice City to seek Dane's help. After all, Dane was in the inner circle and should be able to say a few good words for them.

"You overestimate me. Alas, we can only approach His Excellency the Duke about this matter. Catherine, you'd better offer a condition that satisfies the Duke."

Dane knew that from the moment the three of them met in Ice City, he had no choice but to help.

The two guys in front of me have no idea what politics is. The report that Eryon submitted might be on the Duke's desk right now, and the news of their meeting can no longer be kept secret.

Ice City is not a chaotic royal city; every old man and woman here could be a spy planted by the Duke.

In the strange tales of the Northern Territory, the intelligence department is omnipresent; every intersection is an intelligence station. Step over it, and you will find…

Dane downed his drink in one gulp, wiped his mouth, put his hat back on, and led the two out of the tavern toward the Duke's mansion.

As they passed the medical department building, a window on the second floor was opened, and Evelyn, wearing a white coat, put down the utensils she was holding and kindly reminded Dane.

"Mr. Dane, His Excellency the Duke orders you to go to the Duke's mansion."

"Thank you for letting us know, we'll go right away."

Upon catching a glimpse of a lush green figure by the window, Dane quickened his pace. The Holy Maiden rarely went out during this time, and if even she had to avoid this conversation, then he had to be on his guard.

Those two damn guys have really ruined my life.