When Trode entered the house, he found that Anselm was not in the living room, and seeing Trode's slightly puzzled expression, the servant explained directly: "The master is working on the second floor now, please wait a moment." ”

With that, Trode was invited to the dining room. Although Trode hadn't eaten much good food in the barracks, it wasn't to the extent that he wasn't uninformed. But even so, his nose couldn't help but sniff twice, and his mouth began to secrete saliva very unproductively.

But it's no wonder that Trode has only eaten in the morning since the end of the day. But because of the predetermined plan, there was no physical labor, so Trode did not eat much. But the reality was that Anselm had him wait from morning to night, and it was already six o'clock in the evening, and Trode's stomach was already empty.

Although Trode has walked on the battlefield so many times, it is not that he has not been hungry to fight, but if Tlord is asked to choose one, he may really choose to fight hungry, because it is better than looking at the food in front of him and not being able to move his mouth.

This time, however, Trode's wait was not too long, and Anselm came down by the time the servant had finished preparing a sumptuous dinner. And even though Trode was hungry and had a stomachache now, she immediately stood up and saluted Anselm. It wasn't wartime, but it was the rule, they were soldiers, and at least until Anselm didn't say he was free to move, he had to behave like a subordinate.

"It's early, sit down." Anselm beckoned Trode to sit down, and said to the servant, "Open the penultimate bottle of wine in the cupboard, and pour it for the two of us." ”

When Trode heard this, Anselm was going to hemorrhage profusely, and he was willing to drink red wine with him. Trood wasn't a drinker like Natle, but he didn't mind if he had a good wine to taste. After all, he was tired of drinking inferior spirits like Nattel's.

"Ding!"

With the skillful maneuver of the servant, two goblets were placed in front of Trood and Anselm, and then bright red wine poured into them. Although Trode is not a master taster, just by smelling this taste, Trode knows that this red wine is not ordinary, and it is definitely not the kind that can be bought casually. Even if Anselm went to drink with some military and political dignitaries, this wine probably would not lose its identity, and now it is used to drink with him, but it seems a little uncomfortable with this wine.

"How about a taste first?"

"It's better to be respectful than to obey."

Trode and Anselm gently clinked their glasses, and then poured the red wine down their throats, and a cool and slightly burning sensation spread throughout the body from top to bottom, and the feeling was so wonderful. Even people like Trode were defeated by this wonderful glass of red wine at the first time.

But, after all, Trode came on an empty stomach. Although red wine tastes good in the mouth, a stomach that is always empty does not like this stimulating drink. Although it was not obvious yet, Trood could already feel the pain in his stomach that was more intense than before.

"Wine is good, but my old body doesn't seem to allow me to drink to my heart's content." Anselm's words didn't make Trod understand, but he smiled lightly and said, "It seems that if I don't eat something, my stomach will be bad......"

With that, Anselm beckoned the servant to serve him a set of cutlery, and then took the steak in front of him, and began to taste it slowly. But Trode is still sitting here. It's not that Trood can't let go of his hands and feet to eat in front of Anselm.

It's that the maid didn't prepare cutlery for Trode at all, so Trode had no way to eat at all!

Trode naturally knew that the servant's refusal to prepare cutlery for him must have been Anselm's idea. And Anselm's eyes can be said to be all over the entire 47th Division, and he naturally said that Trode did not eat lunch and dinner, so this is a new test entirely. As for Trode, he thought that by the time Anselm came down from the stairs, the test would be over, but now it seemed that this time it was only halfway through......

"After being transferred here, you have suffered a lot, right?"

"No, compared to the battles on the Eastern Front, the coalition forces here are nothing."

"Oh?" Hearing Trode's answer, Anselm paused slightly, but did not raise his head, but continued to cut the steak on the plate and said, "But I heard about your recent achievements, but I can't get into their eyes?" ”

"This ...... This is indeed ......" Although Trode was a little flustered when he heard Anselm say this, he immediately admitted his fault, after all, he didn't think he could pretend to be in front of Anselm.

However, Anselm was one step ahead of him, and before he could say this, Anselm interrupted him and said, "Maybe it's because those people are too demanding, it's good to put your hopes in the young people, but don't go too far." ”

Trood didn't expect Anselm to take the initiative to excuse him, which made him a little speechless for a while. However, if it were someone else on this occasion, Trode would naturally still take the responsibility on himself, because it would seem more responsible. But between him and Anselm, it was better to forget it, because Trood could clearly feel that the reason why Anselm said this was probably because he was not satisfied with the answer he had just given.

"Come, you can't waste such a fine wine!"

While Trode was silent, Anselm toasted Trode a second time. Although this wine is indeed very delicious, it is really a torment for Trode, who is now on an empty stomach. But fortunately, he had drunk a lot of wine with Natle, and he still had a little bit of alcohol so far. At least, this level is nothing for him.

"How are you getting along with that kid named Andre?"

Anselm's second question is arguably one of the most closely related to Trode's current mission. While Trode was sure that Anselm must have known something, Trode knew that only the two of them knew about the deeper relationship between the two of them......