In comparison, the countryside of Novgorod is less prosperous, but more unpretentious.

Far from the hustle and bustle of market life, it was more of a place where the industrious farming of the peasants was made, and since Novgorod was a commercial city, the serfs here were emancipated at an early age, and less oppression made their lives very leisurely.

"Daddy!" The girl suddenly pounced on her from behind, and the man's strong back caught her daughter steadily.

"Ekarina, what's wrong?" Wiping the sweat from his face, Chuikov looked at his daughter holding him and asked.

"Mom said it's almost time to go back to dinner, let me call you back!" Ekarina playfully stuck out her tongue.

Since coming here, the villagers of the fishing village have been living here for more than ten days, and although they don't know who it is, they will be given daily relief to work here. Although the pain of losing their homes and loved ones has not been completely erased, they can finally return to their peaceful lives.

Looking at his daughter, Chuikov smiled, people like him are not too good at expressing their feelings, so he could only touch the top of his daughter's head and say, "Okay, let's go." ”

Looking at his daughter's happy back, Chuikov's face was full of heaviness.

He has always felt a little guilty about the destruction of the village, everything is like a coincidence, and no one can blame it, only the creation of people. But was there really no way he could have avoided those tragedies at that time? The village where most of the men were killed would have been unsustainable if it had not been for help, and Chuikov's work was only a drop in the bucket, but Chuikov could only alleviate his guilt by constantly working outside, because he was still deeply blaming himself for the disaster of the village.

"Brother Constance Dante!"

But at this moment, Ekarina's exclamation interrupted Chuikov's sad musings.

Constance Dante!? He's alive?

Following the prestige, the man walking on crutches on Tian Long is the long-lost Constance Dante.

Unable to believe what was happening before them, the father and daughter were speechless, and they hadn't heard from him since the time when Dante Constante had fledged off the Teutonic Knights in his terrifying dragon-like mech. Even Uncle Chuikov, who insisted at first, thought that Cons, Dante was really dead.

"I didn't expect you kid to really not die!" Chuikov ran forward and slapped Consei-Dante on the shoulder, laughing.

"You're still the same as before, and your hands are still so strong!" Constance, who almost stumbled and fell, couldn't help but laugh.

・・・・・・

With the arrival of Constance Dante, the village suddenly became lively, and there were no men, and now the village is only old and young, women and children. Despite his sadness, Dante could still feel the strong vitality and cohesion of the village.

Chuikov was worthy of his title as village chief, and he made the devastated village recover quickly, rather than getting lost in the wounds in vain.

"I really didn't expect you to come back alive!" Chuikov sighed slightly and drank all the wine in the cup.

"It's like I'm not living a normal life." Constance Dante also quipped that he didn't mind, and that this was normal for Chuikov, who was born in the country, - he didn't need to care about these things, and he was always straightforward and open-mouthed.

"Drink slowly, dad boy! Your hurt ・・・・・・" beside Chuikov, Katyusha couldn't help but complain and reminded as she watched her husband drink so violently. Although the Rus have always been very fond of spirits, Katyusha had to make a reminder for the sake of her husband's body.

"It's rare to be a little happy!" Chuikov was drunk and interrupted Katyusha's words with a snort.

"Injury?" But Constance Dante, who heard Aunt Katyusha's words, couldn't help asking.

"It's just a few minor injuries from the past! It's rare for you to come back, cheers! Chuikov said nonchalantly, wanting to pass casually.

And Ekarina on this side was also busy helping her mother bring the prepared beet soup, although it was just some coarse tea and light rice in the countryside, but Constance Dante felt a rare warmth, compared to staying with the Poles, it made Consitine Dante feel a warm feeling here. It was only here that Cons-Dante had the illusion of being at home, but he was only a pathetic outcast.

"It's really like family!" Subconsciously, Constance Dante muttered but was heard by the Chuikov family.

"Aren't we your family, Consité Dante?" Chuikov asked, with a surprised expression.

"Relatives ・・・・・・" Constance, who realized that he had lost his words, Dante did not expect Chuikov to say such a thing. "You treat me as a relative?"

"Could it be that after being together for so long, you haven't treated us as your relatives?" Chuikov's face had a fatherly and kind look. "I originally thought I'd marry you when Ekaliena grows up."

"Father, what are you talking drunk!" Suddenly hearing what her father said, Ekalina was ashamed and angry, and the girl said reproachfully with a crimson face, and ran away in a panic.

"You've drunk too much again." Katyusha complained to her husband, but looked at Constance Dante's gaze became very soft.

"You've drunk too much, uncle!" Although Constance Dante will not be as shy as a young man who has just fallen in love, he can't help but say embarrassedly, but looking at Ekarina's small figure, he is also imagining such a dull life in his heart.

At this moment, a noisy sound came from outside the door and caught the attention of Constance Dante.

"Brother Constance Dante!"

"Constance Dante!"

At this time, the villagers who heard the news also came to the door. Most of them are still half-grown children.

I saw that they immediately gathered around and chattered non-stop.

"Everyone!" Looking at the familiar and unpretentious faces, Constance Dante was a little stunned, because he saw something different in the eyes of these people.

No longer fear, hatred and astonishment, but joy and adoration.

Obviously, they had seen themselves driving the Niederhogg, but from their eyes, Constance Dante could not see any negative emotions.

"You saved us, and none of us will forget you. This will always be your home, Constance Dante! The door is always open for you if you want to. At this moment, Chuikov's voice rang in the ears of Constance Dante. (To be continued.) )