Castle study.

"Your Majesty, there's a letter for you."

Sean knocked on the door, then quickly walked in, placing a crumpled paper envelope on the table.

Now that long-wave radio, wired telegraphs, and Listening Charms equipped with magic storage devices are mature, even commoners can spend a few coins to send a long-distance telegram. Letters delivered by hand like this are becoming increasingly rare.

"Oh? Where did it come from?" Tilly put down her pen, rubbing her sore fingers.

"I heard... from the sea." Sean coughed twice, "The first to receive it was a fjord explorer, then a sea merchant, Daqing Port, and finally Shallow Beach Port. If I hadn't seen the signature, I wouldn't have..."

Before he could finish, Tilly had already torn open the envelope.

Those who could send a letter from the vast sea were probably only a few people.

Sure enough, as she unfolded the letter, lines of familiar words came into her eyes. After being handled by many people and exposed to the sea winds and sun, the paper was somewhat mottled, but that distinctive handwriting and writing style were unmistakable, even if they turned to ash.

Greetings.

This is the first greeting letter sent by the exploration team.

As usual, the team leader will write first.

Hi, Princess Tilly... no, Your Majesty, we are now on our way to the Sky-Sea Realm. To be more precise, we have already reached the edge of the Floating Continent.

Until I saw it, I didn't understand what a true Floating Continent was. Compared to it, God's Creation is like a fjord compared to the Dawn Border. It has mountains and rivers, and thousands of seawater streams pour down from the cliffs. This spectacular sight is simply indescribable. If possible, I really want to bring you and Soroya.

Although the monsters of the Sky-Sea Realm have all turned to ashes, this continent is still an unknown land. Will there be new ruins on it? Will there be a core instrument to support the land? It's all questions! I bet it will be the most desirable destination for explorers in the next decade.

But I'm destined to be the first!

I'll tell you more later, Father's fleet is chasing me from behind, but this time he can't get ahead of me. So, I'll continue on my way!

Missing you, Lightning.

The handwriting suddenly changed.

It's my turn, Maisie, gu!

I don't know what to say, gu, I just feel happy every day, gu! Although carrying the wolf is heavy, everyone has endless things to talk about, and there is new scenery to see. It's much better than staying on the roof beam alone, gu!

Oh, right, there are so many kinds of fish in the sea, almost inexhaustible, gu! But without spices, barbecue has no soul. If possible, can you send some spices to the Sky-Sea Realm?

Tilly suppressed a smile and turned to the second sheet of paper.

Your Majesty, greetings. I am Roja Firebrand of the Wildflame Clan. Also, because Joan is always soaking in the seawater, her content will be written by me.

Exploration is indeed a very interesting thing. It has made me realize that in addition to land, there is a wider field in this world. Our plan after this is to land on the Sky-Sea Realm, first establish a foothold camp, and then delve into its core, looking for the node connecting the seabed of the Shadow Isles. After all, this continent is extremely far from the Dawn Border. If we want to develop it, a shortcut that can be quickly passed through is absolutely necessary.

Because everyone has not found too many results for the time being, I will not waste too much of your time. Finally, I have a request, can you help me convey to my father and clansmen that I am well? Thank you.

Oh, please don't take Maisie's words to heart. We all know that there are many government affairs now, and Eleanor wouldn't be able to open the floating island to the sea. But... but if you really send the spices, then please bring more of Evelyn's bar by the way.

May the Three Gods be with you.

At the end of the letter, there was a signature replaced by stick figures, representing a person, a bird, a wolf, and a fish.

Tilly closed the letter, took a deep breath, and then signaled to Sean, "This letter does not need to be replied to, you can go down first."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The latter bowed and turned to leave the room.

Seeing the door close, Tilly was silent for a moment, then suddenly buried her head in the pile of documents.

"Aaaaaah!"

She let out an envious murmur, rotating her head left and right, causing the documents on the table to rustle.

Flying around the world in the Phoenix with partners, that's the life she wants!

It's all her brother's fault, saying that he can't go back because he's looking for Ashes, and that she has to inherit the throne until there is no separation between witches and ordinary people. As a result, it's been five years, and Anna and Nightingale are nowhere to be found. Now, she can't figure out if he's just fooling her!

Look at what she's dealing with now.

The Fertile Plains are being developed on a large scale, and the lands of Wolfheart and Everwinter are going to be reused, and there are calls everywhere for her to ask for money and people. Please, these resources don't grow out of the ground!

There's also the news of the Son of Ryan trying to "rebel." The merchants he invited turned around and sold the information to Neverwinter. He doesn't know that his plans are on her desk? He finally got his freedom, but stubbornly sends himself back to prison. Tilly doesn't know whether to treat him as a normal opponent with this childish and unwise approach.

Of course, these are all small problems.

What really gives her a headache is the direction the kingdom will take in the future. What technologies to prioritize, the friction between private companies and the administrative office, and how to balance the power of the various factions, these are the real big issues affecting the world.

She used to think that being a king was nothing great. After all, even a careless person like Roland could handle it, let alone her. But now Tilly realizes that this is really not a job that ordinary people can do. What's more, Roland was juggling government affairs while searching for knowledge in the Dream World with books and a large group of God's Punishment Witches. Looking back, it's really admirable.

"Creak."

At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

Tilly raised her head sharply, putting on a look of diligently handling official business, and said with slight displeasure, "What's wrong again? Didn't I say that if there's anything, you have to notify me first?"

After all, in addition to the guards, Wendy, Book, Agatha, and others were frequent visitors to the office, especially Book. If she saw her slacking off, she would definitely get a lecture. So early warning is also one of Sean's duties... or, the most important task.

But no response came.

Tilly looked at the door in surprise.

"Clatter."

The pen in her hand fell straight down, dropping on the floor.