481 The City of Neverwinter 6yr

Translator: Transn, MehEditor: Meh, Transn

On the designated Groundbreaking Day, Roland got up very early.
He shaved the stubble on his face, tied up his long gray hair with a simple band, and used a small pair of scissors to trim his brows. After a year of living in this world, he was very experienced in grooming himself and did not need a maid's help.
Looking at his blurry reflection in the silver mirror, he felt that he somehow had the divine manner of a reclusive Taoist priest, if he put on a wide robe.
Roland nodded in satisfaction and left for his office.
There was Barov waiting for him in the room.
"Your Highness," he said with a bow, "a flying messenger has already been sent to Longsong Stronghold and will probably arrive at the Stronghold castle in half an hour."
"Uh-huh, is the venue set up?"
"It was all completed by yesterday afternoon, and right now it seems enough to hold the entire population of this town," replied the City Hall Director.
"Great job." praised Roland, and he slowly walked to the window.
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