"How is the security here?" The girl thought that if she were to stay long-term, poor security would be quite exhausting.

"Don't worry about security. In several hundred miles around, this is the only place that can truly be called secure." Guy raised his finger.

"It's because of the order here that the Grey Feather Species can maintain their upper-level status on this land."

"Then I guess I'll have to stay for a while. I heard there's a library here. If I want to return home, I need to at least determine my location."

"That's right, the library is also a place we must visit during our travels." Flan recalled something.

Afterwards, the four parted ways, with Flan preparing to find some simple work to earn money for temporary residence. Hexia took Ores towards the central council hall of Shilin Mountain Castle.

Ten minutes later, Hexia stopped at the plaza. In front of the hall's building, which resembled a church, stood two guards, while there seemed to be resting members inside.

As she approached, the girl was just about to greet them, but the two guards vigilantly lowered their long spears.

"What have you come for?" Although by their physique, they should be girls, their faces were almost entirely covered, making them appear quite suspicious.

"I've come to apply for permanent residency." Tilan observed the two guards slightly; their strength was probably around Sequence 2, with simple Transcendent Core construction, but a unique physique that is considerably stronger than native humans.

"You? What can you do?" The two were skeptical.

"Me, I'm quite skilled at tailoring clothes." After thinking about it, she decided to mention her tailoring ability rather than her healing ability, as being a doctor would take up a lot of time, and she didn't want to get involved in overly complex interpersonal relationships.

"What's the big deal?" The two showed disdain, thinking tailoring clothes was not rare.

"My work is quite good."

"Go back; we don't lack tailors here. If you persist, it will be considered offensive."

"Alright." Not rushing to apply for residency, Tilan decided to visit the market instead.

In the afternoon, she and Ores passed through the market, where there were many vendors selling items ranging from common foods like flour, potatoes, fruits to less common firearms and steam engines.

"Flan is over there." Tilan saw the silhouette in the distance helping someone adjust a steam engine, her recently departed companion.

She watched for a while but didn't squeeze in with the curious observers, instead deciding to check how Guy's coat sales were going.

Weaving through the crowd, she arrived at the area selling clothing and fabrics. Tilan saw there were 6-7 vendors, each displaying many sewn clothes and bedding items.

"See, this is the master's work..." Guy stood on a box, each hand presenting a coat sewn by Tilan, promoting it to the crowd, identical to his words from the Red Pomegranate Settlement.

"Indeed, it looks well-crafted."

"The stitching is very delicate and neat."

"The clothes are symmetrical, with no crookedness or unevenness." Some experts commented.

"The workmanship is excellent, the quality is good, but unfortunately the material is too ordinary. This fur is of low grade and won't fetch a high price."

"Indeed, regular folks might buy this, but the Grey Feather Species in the castle definitely won't wear it."

"I'll offer 120 steel coins." Someone bid.

"That price is fairly high."

"150 steel coins." Another bid, resulting in smaller increments after that.

In the end, Guy sold four pieces for about 160 steel coins each, while others who seemed interested were hesitant with the price. Guy didn't rashly lower the price and instead invited them to return the next day.

Gathering his things, Guy saw Tilan approaching and handed her 200 steel coins, as a share for her, since she made the clothes.

"Some was deducted for our food and drink on the way." Given that he had covered meal expenses before.

"It's alright." Tilan was not concerned about the money, only curious how Guy managed to sell them so quickly.

Then she recounted her cold reception experience at the council hall.

"Ha, it's normal for those folks not to recognize people. If you want to apply, it's best to find a Grey Feather Species to vouch for you. Fortunately, I know one and can speak to them for you."

"Come with me." Guy waved his hand, then led Tilan and Ores towards the wealthy district within the Mountain Castle.

At the entrance to the wealthy district corridor, he took out some steel coins and handed them to one of the guards, asking him to convey a message.

After about half an hour, a middle-aged man wearing a hat and dressed properly emerged. He saw Guy and approached slowly.

"Guy, you're still alive. This time specifically seeking me out, are you planning to work for me?" He was once Guy's employer, and they were acquainted. Guy had left a good impression on him previously, otherwise, he wouldn't have come out.

"No, this time I want to introduce a friend who plans to reside here." Guy stepped aside.

"Recommendation." The man frowned, not liking the idea of vouching for strangers for no reason.

At this moment, Tilan decided to remove her hood and veil. Her smooth hair fell from her shoulders, looking somewhat disheveled. Her youthful face, though slightly immature, held a distinctly clear and tranquil beauty, even catching the man, accustomed to various beautiful species, off guard.

"Who is this?"

"This is Miss Hexia. She and her companion accidentally fell from the sky, got lost on the plains, and now plan to find a way to return home, aiming to reside in the castle for a while." Guy quickly introduced.

"Miss Hexia, is it."

"Yes, and may I ask who you are?" Tilan recalled the rigorous teachings of her etiquette instructor, responding with poise, resembling a lady in a painting, causing those nearby to unconsciously become serious in their demeanor.