More than ten years is enough for ordinary people to complete the life journey from an ignorant girl to raising children. However, for Wolfe, the "Ruby Pupil", the perceptible physical changes will definitely not exceed the share of five years.

In addition, she is also hungry, and her injuries do not heal quickly, and the noble man who helped her has also said that she will eventually grow old.

But she was still suspected of being a living god, and even received a lot of admiration and respect due to misunderstandings. This made her very confused - why was she so different from others?

In the end, the man who had protected her for several years was not a father but taught her the common sense of the world like a father, and the man who guided her out of her confusion left quietly at night or in the early morning, leaving no trace at all. She first cried and searched for it that morning, then determined to use her knowledge and the aimless name she had accumulated as the "Ruby Pupil" to wander aimlessly across the continent of Elta, in search of a shadow that didn't even have a real name.

They didn't find anyone, but a large part of the Elta probably knew about the presence of such a red-eyed bachelor who traveled around at a young age.

And for Wolfe, who has not found anything, this problem is not a problem - even if the simple "who is he" can understand the more crucial "who am I", and Wolf has almost all of Elta and cannot find anyone, then he has to stop there......

Wolf wanted to forget all this and live as an ordinary person. can live with Clough, and his life will inevitably become an insurmountable hurdle.

This hurdle and the puzzle about the pronunciation of a different world language were intertwined for a while, and climbed into Wolfe's heart. The barbs on the vines awakened all the helpless memories of her being abandoned and alone more than ten years ago.

Before Clough on the pillow here could start his words in his ears around the meaty topic of "stay with you forever", he heard a slight sob.

"What happened all of a sudden? ......" Clough was a little overwhelmed. To be honest, he doesn't coax a crying girl at all, and he has always been like this since he was a child - men with insufficient emotional intelligence often have to sit on the sidelines at this time.

Wolf had a lot of troubles on his mind, but he didn't know where to start. The puzzle of one's own identity, the fear of the future, the bondage of longevity...... She wanted to confide in her travel companion in front of her, who was also her future partner. But she could only keep sobbing and shrink deeper into Clough's arms.

She hugged herself tighter, and then she didn't resist...... Clough's wooden-like cranial nerves are finally in motion at this point, so you can just hold her tight, right?

“…… Clough. After sobbing for almost half an hour, Wolf was finally able to utter a complete syllable.

"Huh......?" Paralyzed by the warmth of the girl's abdomen, Clough was about to fall asleep, and immediately became awake with unimaginable speed.

"You'll have to promise me." Wolfe's voice was tinged with a trembling cry. "You can't leave me. You can't go before me. ”

The former sentence is an order, and the latter sentence is destined to turn into an empty expectation, and even Wolf himself knows that it cannot be taken seriously. For Clough, however, both sentences are a force majeure command from a lover.

After receiving a rightful affirmative answer, Wolf didn't make up his mind whether or not to let Clough know his true self. Of course, not making a decision is objectively "Clough doesn't know yet".

She didn't have the courage to speak, nor did she have the courage to let Clough listen. I am different from ordinary people, and I don't know whether to say that I am sad or lucky.

It was so muddy that he didn't even feel it was even aware of saying goodbye to the tent he had spent the night with. Wolfe, who looked like he hadn't slept all night, curled up in the body of the cart, and in the blanket-covered corner that Clough had prepared for himself, he was silently escorted by the Elta Army all the way to the city gates of Hazelal.

Within the borders of the Elta Empire, there are no forces that dare to express "open secession". Looking at the watchtower at the city gate, most of the soldiers stationed there were already wearing camouflage uniforms and carrying semi-automatic rifles of Type 5 or 6 on their shoulders, while the local militia of South Elta with spears and axes on the ground was already a handful......

A round, black searchlight stood very abruptly above the doorway of the watchtower, and from the wall that extended from the watchtower were the classic torture racks - if anyone who was familiar with the bandits in the nearby mountains would have recognized the newly hung corpse on it as belonging to one of the gang's leading figures, Hit-Erg.

After sweeping away the remnants of the bandits around Mount Vitagore the previous afternoon, they were sent to the old barracks between the outer and inner cities of Hezelal for surprise interrogation, where more than a dozen bandit leaders were hung with street lamps of different heights depending on the severity of the crime, while less than 100 others were scattered and sent to the "pioneer camps" where there was still a huge labor gap in the various parts of Elta.

"It didn't even turn out like this the last time I went west from here. It's amazing, it's amazing. I've wanted to see the end of the gang! Clough led the horse and looked at the newly painted slogans on the city walls. The first impression of the "New Elta Government" organized by the people of another world is its extremely fast reaction and action speed, which he has already learned in Mendong City and Shield City. However, when the wind blew near his active area, he could not help but sigh.

"Well, today is only the seventh day of signing the agreement with the city lord and mayor." Beside him, the soldiers escorting the motorcade into the city could not help but answer his admiration.

Seven days earlier, before the representatives of the central government of Elta and the Elta Army entered the city of Hazelal, the Elta Army had first "taken it upon itself" to remove the surrounding security badspots one by one. With the help of these bandits, road ragepers, and thieves, several cities and villages around Hazelal instantly became submissive, and the bloody lamp poles were more than 10,000 times better than the legend of the fiasco of the Church of the Two Moons.

Regardless of whether the city of Hazelal wants to start a municipal transformation immediately, power is always absolutely necessary. The city is guarded, and the parking place for the caravan carriage separated by wooden planks is very revealing. Without the power of the bayonet and the violent guards, merchants like Clough and Wolf would not have dared to park their wagons in the city guards without fear of thieves and go in search of supplies. What happened to the thief? The lamppole version of the city gate will never be suspicious, and there will be no one to hang on it.

Merchants who have some small money will naturally not be stingy with the few small money thrown to the hotel guys. For the sake of the inn's business and reputation, the guys not only did not dare to guard and steal, but also had to keep an eye on the thieves with pitchforks and short knives at any time to prevent the thieves from flying off the wall. Clough had even heard that several down-and-out foreign magicians had come to Elta to be hired as thieves, and for a time the word spread among the merchants of Southern Elta, and wanted notices were posted on bulletin boards and gates in every city......

"I don't know what happened to them." Clough's carriage walked slowly down the streets of Hazelal, and the sight before the coachman's eyes was quite familiar, but the orderly order reminded him of the guys who had had a good time in this area, and I wonder if they had washed their hands in a golden basin. Or have they been hung into neatly clad skeletons on the lamp poles of people from other worlds?

Except for the human element, Hazelal is basically the same as before. The horse in front of Clough could still trove its hooves in a slightly fluffy pit on the snowy dirt road, and in some places near the heat source stove, the snow still flowed unscrupulously into the open ditch and culvert.

The situation of garbage dumping has improved. All the businesses operating along the street were informed in writing and verbally that they must be responsible for the sanitation of the two meters outside the rectangular area outside the crossbeam of their stores, in other words, regardless of the garbage dumped by pedestrians or by themselves, was discovered by the army soldiers of Elta with armbands, and immediately ordered to "close business for rectification" for one day, and the daily labor quota of one person in the store must be used for cleaning work in the entire city of Hazelal.

Years of manure, sludge, garbage, these have to be cleaned up. And after just a few days, the reason Clough could no longer see them was because of the "whoever makes the mistake, whoever makes the mistake" system. Supplemented by the surplus disinfectants, disinfectants, insecticides and other sanitary consumables brought by the Elta Army, the smell of the city of Hazelal is finally not as strong as it used to be - and it is still dissipating day by day.

After the two most important indicators of public security and health, especially for maintaining the "momentum of the horns" of the population, the task of the central government personnel of Elta sent to the city of Hezelal was basically completed. At this stage, the new Elta could not count on the tax, conscription, urban construction in the western and central regions, and the transportation development along the Minerva River. After that, the Elta Empire can embark on the road of self-hematopoiesis, and only then can it take the turn to enjoy the blessings of modernity in the southern region of Elta, which is now stable, and the cities surrounded by frozen land and snow-capped mountains with great development costs.

Until then, the spread of civilization could only reach South Erta through commerce. As long as the law and order and sanitation in the localities can be basically controlled, there will be no less susceptibility to plagues and public order cases that endanger the peasants and the farmland they own in relatively mild years. If the peasants stabilize the grain and the crops tie up the peasants, the vigorous development of the market brought about by surplus value is naturally completely expected.

Of course, Clough didn't know that his little daughter-in-law could be described as priceless. Of course, he didn't know that in fact, he himself was also a key node in the entire Elta Empire.