Twenty kilometres west of Fort Partenham, there is a remote estate.

To say that it is remote is to be far away from the main traffic arteries and urban centers compared to other places. Located on the southern edge of the Ott Mountains, the estate is dominated by gentle hills and mountains, which were previously inaccessible, barren and economically backward.

Many of the local farmers have lived from sunrise to sunset for generations, and many have never seen what a city is like.

When werewolves invaded the south a few years ago, it was devastated, many died at the hands of werewolves, and the young people left for the cities of Darlington or Poitou to make a living, with only a few old people remaining.

Now it is thriving because of tea cultivation, and many people are coming back. Because rich people come here with a lot of gold coins to buy land and forests. Although the tea trees were planted at the beginning of this year, it is expected that the local area will become rich because of tea in the coming year.

Nearby farmers were curious about the new owners of the estate, whose family had died at the hands of werewolves, and the heirs had sold the estate, including some land and pasture, two years earlier because they could not run it well in the provinces.

Its original owner is said to have regretted it now because the land he had sold was suitable for growing tea, even though he secretly laughed at the fact that he had met a rich fool from Poitou.

The scenery is beautiful, and in the afterglow of the setting sun, to the north is the majestic Ultra Mountains, whose mountains hold the land in the middle like open arms.

Slightly higher up is a large tea plantation, which looks like it is now alive, and from a distance it looks like rows of soldiers dressed in green.

Underneath the tea plantation is a green pasture. Herds of cattle and sheep graze and drink quietly, and unknown white, blue, and purple wildflowers dot the ground, looking like a colorful carpet in the distance. There are also white dandelions, which drift around in the summer evening wind.

This is one of the rare pastoral areas in the South, and the Robinson family has similar pastures, which are more extensive and fertile than here.

Audrey sat in the carriage, curious and nervous as she surveyed the scenery around her, while her guards wrapped the True God priest who led the way, just in case.

The priest found Audrey with Sean's handwritten letter and directed her here.

Although Audrey recognized Sean's handwriting and family seal, she was still skeptical, even though she knew that Sean was not a natural ally with the Cult of God, as outsiders knew.

In front of it is an old country house, and from a distance you can see vines with small yellow flowers crawling all over its walls.

Audrey's carriage stopped at the door of the villa, and she saw Clark Nelson running in small steps.

Seeing him, Audrey's hanging heart finally relaxed, but her heart suddenly jumped with excitement.

"Welcome, ma'am!" Nelson respectfully opened the carriage door.

Audrey grabbed Nelson's arm and got out of the carriage and asked urgently, "Clark, how is the Viscount, I heard that he was seriously injured?"

In fact, the news she had heard about Sean was even more terrifying.

"Madame, rest assured, the Viscount is all right. Nelson replied.

Walk through the vestibule of the villa to the backyard.

There is a large pond surrounded by carefully cultivated and tended flowers and trees that are full of life and interest, and there is a babbling stream from the Ott Mountains.

Audrey was shocked to find that the true God Cult's Pope, Yusuf Lombardi, was sitting cross-legged under a luxuriant willow tree, meditating, and it looked like he had been sitting there for a long time.

Not far away, Sean was fishing by the pond, with cigars, wine, and various fruits by his side.

Audrey suddenly felt very aggrieved, she had been worried about Sean these days, but he seemed to be hiding here, living a very comfortable and comfortable life.

Hearing the footsteps, Sean put down the fishing rod and greeted him, looking at his radiant appearance, where did he look like he had been seriously injured?

Even his complexion was much better than last time, and Sean hadn't let go of everything like this for a long time, and had a good rest and relaxation.

Audrey's pink fist beckoned to Sean's body, but Sean hugged her, kissed her hair, and said with a smile:

"Honey, I know you care about me. Don't be in a hurry to deny it, your presence here is the best proof that I have seen your heart as much as mine. I'm sorry for worrying about me, it's my fault. ”

A thousand words melt Audrey in an instant. She couldn't control the emotions in her heart, snuggled up in Sean's broad chest, and sobbed.

His Majesty Lombardi had quietly left, leaving the manor with his men without saying hello. The Pope has just reached some consensus and deal with Sean.

Nelson watched the Pope leave on behalf of Sean. In recent years, the True God Religion seems to be downtrodden and severely suppressed, but it is precisely because of this that the power of the True God Religion has really penetrated into the people and into those small people.

The last rays of light dissipated, and the moon rose.

Under the bright moonlight, it is poured into the room through the glass window, like a soft white veil covering the room.

Audrey presents herself unreservedly in front of Sean.

Her perfect body fascinates Sean and inspires all of Sean's passion. The strength of her surface over the years was gently torn apart on this night, and every piece of skin became hot and sensitive because of love.

The scenery is infinite overnight.

In the early morning, the birds chirp happily outside the window.

Audrey woke up from her deep sleep, and the gasp of the pillow man seemed to be still around. Just like the agitation of the flood, she couldn't stop the desire in her heart, and just an opportunity for her, a woman who clung to tradition, to completely fall, and all reserve and calmness were gone.

Her valet knocked lightly on the door and walked in.

"Madame, are you going to get up?" asked the maid.

The maid was brought from Roenburg by herself, and in the face of the maid, Audrey suddenly felt a little ashamed, as if her mistress was an immoral woman and a betrayal of the Robinson family.

"Hmm. Audrey whispered, like a little girl who had made a mistake.

The maid is not what Audrey thinks, the fact is that in the minds of the servants of Rohnburg, everything is a natural thing, and the remarriage of a woman in the upper class is not an uncommon thing in itself.

If it were another man, outsiders would think he coveted her wealth and beauty. However, it was Sean, and people thought that he should have a better marriage, such as the daughter of a grand duke in the Holy City, and so on.

Under the guidance of the maid, Audrey took off her pajamas and bathed, and the crazy pleasure of last night left too many traces on her body.

She suddenly heard the maid talking to Sean, and Sean walked into the bathroom. Audrey instinctively sank her body under the water, and said angrily:

"Get out of here!"

Her anger aroused Sean's interest and desire, and Sean quickly removed his clothes and jumped into the wide bathtub:

"I just worked out in the morning, sweat, wash together!"

The inevitable skin-to-skin blind date triggered another big war.