720 Month of Wisdom 20.

More than a month had passed since that war, the outcome of which was clear: the Lutheran kingdom had won the final victory, and Setin Arrenniu, who had started the war, was imprisoned.

King Misser Midrus spent most of the month after his return to Dryden - the Holy See was not removed, and its powers were further limited according to the advice of the Lutheran Council.

The most important part was the reward for the nobility - during the war, it may have been about the honor of the kingdom, but when the war was over, it became the honor of the family and the individual - and the focus of these honors was on the Duke of Wizdem, Fatney Wizdem.

Misse first presided over the funeral of the old Duke of Wizdham, Aldrich Wizdem, and re-knighted Fitney Wizdem in Dryden – with as much pomp as any Duke of Wizdem in history, even at the end of the war.

There was no doubt among the nobility that the female Duke of Wizdem had been recognized by all the nobles for her exploits in the war, especially in the final battle of the front line - and her magic, known as unprecedented, summoned a golden army and saved everyone at the time.

For the commoners, those who know these things adapt her story into poetry, and those who don't know are happy with the day off that the kingdom has specially given.

For a time, the Duke of Wizdham, Fitney Wizdem, was famous—but to the commoners, especially those of the Shevrin Domain, they liked to call her Fitney Frayton.

[With white blonde hair and blue-purple eyes, she is an epic celebrity.] 】

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"So, you already knew that Ironia would be persuaded by you?" Letta Uzed, the red-haired woman, one of the Three Sages, who had just finished her report to Willongton and had gone to visit her disciple, was none other than the recently famous Fitney Wyzdem.

Leteta sat on the couch and sipped a cup of tea.

Fitnair sat across from her, as usual, with a book on the table, expensive and monotonous: "Well—though Ironia lent them her power, she wouldn't let them survive until this time if she really had the intention of destroying humanity." The recent cycle of magic has normalized, and I don't think it will happen again until the goddess is instigated again. ”

"Good work." Letta said slowly.

The two were silent for a while.

"I've heard—you've been teaching Aubrey lately?" Letta seemed to suddenly remember something.

Fitney did not deny it.

"What about the Wizdem family? Do you want to leave the Kingdom of Lutheran? Leteta looked at her.

"Now it's just a preliminary assumption - I can't find a suitable person to succeed the Wyzdem family, and I have decided to entrust its affairs to Cleveland. As for the title of Count of Chévrin, I have already consulted with Your Majesty, and in view of the age of Mr. Lawler, we have decided to give it to Aubrey Lillai in the near future. "When the kingdom doesn't need me, there's no need for me." ”

There was something in the kingdom that she wanted to protect, but now it was safe. After settling down, she has no goals and will face the aristocratic life day after day.

She disapproved of Setano's approach, but agreed with his assessment of aristocratic life.

Everything may be going to ruin, but the road is still long, and she doesn't want to think about that, she just wants to live the life she wants.

"Alright, then I'll send you the Potionsist's badge as soon as possible, with that kind of thing, it will be easier for you to live wherever you are." Leteta said.

This refers to being in the Luther kingdom abroad.

In the territory of the Kingdom of Luther, she can use the status of Duke of Wizdem, and no one will have trouble with her.

Letta watched as Fitney drank tea with a calm expression and picked up the unfinished book—as if none of this seemed important to her.

However, the always perceptive Leteta soon discovered that her blue-purple eyes no longer had the stunning light they had before.

Although it is still a rare color, it is very dull.

Fitnair may have wanted to leave sooner rather than later, but she had been delayed by construction in Luther's kingdom.

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The month of blessings in 723.

Three years later, the kingdom of Luther had long since returned to peace - the war was so short that most people quickly forgot about it, and of course, some ruins of the battlefield, or some legends.

Legends may eventually be sealed, but some legends have been extended and are alive.

For example, the Duke of Wizdham.

The name of the Duke of Wizdem is becoming more and more legendary, because she has done many things in recent years - helping Misse dissolve the Hilton Investigation, establish a cabinet based on the Lutheran Kingdom Conference, and improve the arrangement of the army. The Duke of Wizdem's iron-fisted methods are still impressive.

But what she did was more notable - she presided over the establishment of a discipline called history, which became an indispensable part of the kingdom, translated obscure books, promoted the printing and dissemination of books, and most importantly, she opened schools for civilians to participate in, and promoted the popularization of the use of magic.

It didn't happen overnight, but it did open up a new situation for the Kingdom of Luther.

Of course, these events brought the commoners a great deal of praise to the Duke of Wizdem, but also caused her to suffer just as much criticism - some nobles resented her favor of the commoners, and even considered her blue-purple eyes to be extremely dull and unworthy of being a member of the Wizdem family.

But Fitney Wizdem was completely unconcerned about all of this by virtue of the deep majesty of the Wyzdem family.

This was the private life of the Duke of Wizdem, who had long been the talk of the nobility—she barely appeared in public, let alone private parties, and was rumored to be keen to attend balls during the war, but these rumors were denied by her few friends. What's more, she was about twenty-three years old, but she didn't even have a lover.

Those who have seen her know that he has inherited the neat and three-dimensional facial features of the Wyzdem family, and the softness of the faces of the beautiful women of the Janelle family, coupled with the impression that her actions give people, at this age, the degree of description of the word beauty has already surpassed that of her mother, Adele? Janelle. At the same time, she was wise and had impeccable manners—a frenzied object of courtship, but as the nobles commented on her, she was so withdrawn that she could even be called indifferent, and some said that she only smiled at a very small number of people, and sometimes did not even give the face of the king.

While all this was gaining traction, Fitney Wizdem left the kingdom of Luther – some say she became a magician of Willronton – because of her close relationship with the sage Letta Uzild and never returned, others say that she was just traveling, and some even say that she fell in love with an adventurer and gave up her noble life for his sake......

There are countless rumors.

In short, the Duke of Wizdem's domain in Highwag was managed by a steward named Cleveland, and the affairs of the Shevrin domain were entrusted to Aubrey Lillai, a young man with a lovely daughter who had been born three years earlier at the end of the war.

The king's run was in good order, and King Misser Midrus appointed Corifo as his own chancellor – a new position never before seen in the kingdom of Luther, and the first time a commoner had become a minister.

However, some people say that this Coriford was actually a nobleman who was once ostracized, but no one doubted his loyalty because he did many things that benefited the kingdom during the war, and he was injured and comatose for a while.

Speaking of loyalty, no one ever doubted General Robert, who continued to serve as the general of the Shield of Dryden after the war, occasionally approaching Monson to compete with him in swordsmanship, which he was getting better at, and whether it was due to the rumored defeat in the battle with Fitney Wizdem.

As for King Misser Midrus, in addition to thinking of Misse's increasingly mature style, there is also his much younger wife, Vanessa Spark, from the Duchy of Ansendil, because this empress, the Kingdom of Luther and the Duchy of Ansendir still maintain the wartime alliance - Christie has become the real administrator of the Duchy of Ansendir by this time, and although her status is very high, she has to worry every day whether there will be any assassins she is "familiar with".

The Raymond Sage returned to the town near Camante and lived his old life.

And many things about other people.

Misse's two younger sisters, Lucy and Daisy, stayed in the castle of the Finley family to study potions, and the other became a pianist with some ability through hard work, and I heard that she often went to the Duchy of Ansenday for the sake of Joyce Spark, who had helped her in the Duchy of Ansendil.

Lady Gabriel, Lylia Wizdem, became a famous widow and seemed miserable – in fact, with the permission of His Majesty Misé, she was rightfully Duke Gabriel, free to do what she liked – mostly in a war with the nobles who were dissatisfied with the Duke of Wizdem.

In the Schaevrin domain, in addition to Aubrey, who took over the affairs, Mr. Lawler announced his retirement, and in Tasha Polri, he planted flowers and read books every day, and occasionally helped his daughter take care of his granddaughter. Sturya, the butler, Martha, the cook, and Elaine, the maid, are still busy, but Dick and Philip, who are the guards, are much more idle.

Dick occasionally travels to the Bassin Mountains to see his former friends, Tritan and Eureka, who are still bandits, but more often than not, they only work as mercenaries.

Ingrid became a governess, teaching simple magic, and her younger brother Barrett became a servant in Tasyapolri, with a commendable clever appearance and performance.

Count Uzild, who is similar to Count Isop, has returned to the realm and has a great deal of plans to never leave the realm again. According to some of the nobles who visited Count Isop, Count Isopp had a good friend who had been living in the Isopp family's mansion, and that friend had a similar level of cultivation to Greed Midrus, who died many years ago.

As for those magicians, their whereabouts are uncertain, and Adez is mostly hiding in a corner of the Luther kingdom and living a quiet life; Clarence and Jill return to Willenton to conduct research that may never end; Hellis and Hubert, who were saved by General Robert, may have stabbed the dagger into his lover's body too much to stimulate Hubert's heart, which made him let go of his long-standing hatred and live a simple and ordinary life with Herris in the former territory of the Hayson family.

At the end of the war, King Misse re-presided over the trial of the traitors to the Battle of Shavrin, the "House of Hazen" – and finally condemned the dead Pope Sassoon, on the grounds that it was part of a conspiracy in the first place.

There is also some connection to the reform of the Tribunal – but not much anymore.

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The Wolf King Tavern.

This tavern in Aesop's Forest is still in its own business, and Rohen has a good temper and his wife, Lakayse, Laurenna.

They had one more helper in their shop—a woman who was a good moveer, who had been mistaken by adventurers for their "long-lost" daughter—but even Rochen and Lorenna didn't know where the woman came from, except that she appeared on a rainy night and told them that she had forgotten everything but her name.

So I stayed here.

But there are some who remember her.

"Sharon, pour this water out." Recently, the Wolf King's Tavern was being cleaned, and Rochen asked the woman, named Sharon, to drain the water from the bucket.

Sharon nodded.

The years spent in the forest had calmed her mind – something that the people who had sent her here were happy to see.

She had been unrecognizable because of her pursuit of profit, and now she was reborn by giving up those pursuits.

As Sharon poured water, she seemed to see a figure in the forest.

"What's wrong?" Rohen paused when he saw her figure and asked her in the distance.

She shook her head, thinking she had misunderstood.

However, it was true that a figure flashed.

It was a white, blonde woman who had come all the way to get here, just to take a look.

It seemed like a good decision to have your summoner send the scarred stubborn girl here.

Of course this woman is Fitney? Wizdem.

It's been two months since she's been away from the Kingdom of Luther, and she's been walking along the way.

When she arrived, she also met Elliott and Wickel in a tavern near the Kingdom of Luther - Elliott did not want to live a noble life anymore, and lived as if she had known herself before she knew herself, and she played cards with Fitney and still lost badly; Wicker is still adjusting to his state of life that can't be recycled, but he can tell from his smile that he's adapting well.

This is good.

Thinking of Sharon, Fitney remembered his summoning system.

Soya's legacy of craftsmanship caused problems in many parts of the system, and after three years, it finally stabilized.

"The time limit for the summoning seems to have become 'permanent.'" Fitney sighed softly, and only showed such a slightly sad expression when no one was around.

After watching Sharon, she walked to a clearing in the forest, and finally felt a small stone in her heart fall to the ground.

She felt a little empty in her heart, so she raised her hand.

Looking at the golden lines, Fitney couldn't help but laugh.

As she waited for the pattern to take shape, she looked up and looked around - in the sunlight, the trees were growing in a patch, and the pillars of light pierced through the gaps in the leaves, casting uniquely shaped spots of light on her arms, and the sounds of birds chirping and streams in her ears......

This will probably be her life from now on.

Until we come to the end......

Sand......

The breeze blew, and she turned her head slowly, the curvature of her face frozen because of the scenery.

Her dull blue-purple eyes, a little light from the depths, and unstoppable tears, slipped from her eyes, crystal clear in the sunlight.

Until the figure came to her, stretched out his slender fingers, and said in her familiar voice, "Don't cry." ”

She looked up a little dazedly and looked at the black-haired youth.

He is like a perfect work in the hands of a sculptor, and when he laughs, the statue comes to life – it feels very unreal.

Black hair, azure eyes, dark blue coat - Eddard.

He looked at his affectionate gaze, as if engraved in her mind, unfaded.

"Lornay doesn't know this - her summoners usually disappear normally, but I, as a forced disappearance, keep it."

The golden one makes up the magical "heart" of the summoner.

"You're a magician, and with it you can become a summoner - the posture is preserved, and then, the other way around."

So, the black-haired young man stood in front of the white-haired woman.

The collision of blue and blue and purple is like the confluence of a river.

"I'm back." It seemed to be the most beautiful sound in the world.

[The remorse given by an irreparable love, the anger that had to be delivered with past failures, concentrated on the weak body, and thus exchanged death for life - fate, irreversible. 】

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