The morning sun slowly rose in the sky, and Don Quixote was still tossing and turning in bed and unable to sleep.

On the one hand, there is the uncontrollable grief of the death of a loved one.

He now seemed to be more empathetic to the feelings of the families who died because of him.

On the other hand, his father told him everything Altes knew about what had happened on the mainland in recent years, and at the same time expressed his eagerness to return to the family himself.

The first thing they talked about was the problem of demons.

A few days ago, the knights of the kingdom annihilated the demon army in the Hartmil Forest in one fell swoop, and Don Quixote knew about it.

The victory of this battle finally made the active demons stop for a few days.

However, according to the analysis of the information stolen by the Kingdom Shadow Bat Organization, the orc kingdom of Angarmarsi seems to have some intention of sending troops to attack the demon world.

The kingdom is extremely concerned about this matter, not to mention whether they can watch the fruits of their victory being plucked by other countries, what they are most worried about now is whether this action of the orcs will provoke the demons, causing them to fight back wildly.

The demon's damn race mechanics are incredibly tiresome.

Not to mention the Forest of Life, if the orcs did this, Altes would definitely intervene.

When the time comes, it is estimated that it will inevitably let the flames of war burn again.

And the friendly relationship between the Forest of Life and Altes is more stable, which is something that all civilians would like to see.

The last thing I talked about was the movement of the witches.

Just a few days ago, Sercy, the current leader of the witches, had left Darkmoon Witch Castle and began to travel the continent.

The reason for this is very easy to guess, she is close to three hundred years old, she is already in the waning years, and her life is short.

Of course, none of this is the point, the point is that she passed her position to the Witch of Fadra.

However, the name Don Quixote had not heard of it, and so did Yárvis.

It was only when the king informed him of the news that he had first heard the name.

It's no wonder that witches are really a bit unknown on this continent, and except for the genius who is said to be the most magically accomplished in the past hundred years, no one else cares about it.

But the focus is on Sercy's departure and the heir to the throne of the witch named Fadra.

Because Fadra seems to have a good relationship with the elven princess Ilul, and Sersi's departure has dealt a heavy blow to the power of the entire witch, it is very likely that she will lead the witch to form an alliance with the elves.

That's not a good thing for Altes.

The Holy See, with its advanced technology and complete magical system, has made the Kingdom of Altes the most powerful kingdom on the continent at present, and they fear that the Living Forest after allied with the witch will threaten their position.

However, it is already too late to stop it, and Altes can only keep a close eye on the elves and witches in order to respond in time.

Of course, in its current form, it is only a matter of time before the two form form an alliance.

In thought, Don Quixote finally closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long later, the maid of the house gently woke him up from his sleep: "Marquis Don Quixote, Duke Jarvis told you to come downstairs. ”

"Well, okay, I'll go down now. With that, Don Quixote sat up from his bed.

He felt his head feel a little drowsy, probably from lack of sleep.

After a moment's pause, he got up and walked to the side window.

Gently open the curtains, the dazzling sunlight shines in, judging from the position of the sun, it is not very late, it is probably only noon.

Then Don Quixote went back to bed and sat down for a while, and only after he was a little sober did he get dressed and went downstairs.

When he reached the top of the stairs, he found that there was a guest in the house, and the maid beside him was serving respectfully.

Don Quixote expected this, and today was the day of his grandfather's burial.

His grandfather was one of the few dukes in the kingdom, and his status was naturally under one person and above ten thousand, which was of great significance to the kingdom.

Not surprisingly, he was able to see all the nobles of the kingdom today, although he had little interest in it.

But he didn't expect someone to visit so early.

Well, it's also possible that he got up too late.

Thinking so, Don Quixote looked down at the clothes on his body, and he felt that something was wrong.

The interaction between the royal family and nobles was a troublesome matter, and even the clothes were clearly regulated.

Don Quixote complained helplessly in his heart, and then he reluctantly turned around and went back to his room to change his clothes.

Fortunately, the clothes of the year were neatly arranged in the closet, otherwise he would have to waste some time.

After tidying up, Don Quixote slowly went downstairs.

And those who were sitting in the living room subconsciously turned their heads to look at Don Quixote when they heard the noise, fortunately he knew all those people, otherwise it would be troublesome and rude to ask for names directly.

"Long time no see, Dear King Charles. Don Quixote smiled and greeted Charles IV, who was sitting closest to him.

"Oh, I miss you, Don Quixote, I'm glad you're back. With that, Charles, the fourth king, stood up and gave Don Quixote a hug.

The previous king, Tupu III, had only recently passed away, so Charles had just succeeded to the throne.

He grew up with Don Quixote, and the two have been good playmates since childhood, which is why Charles seems so close to him.

After greeting Charles, Don Quixote continued to walk towards the pastor next to him.

After stopping, he raised his hand to his chest and leaned slightly to show his respect: "May you be well, noble pope." ”

"The Lord is with you. Pope Ratzinger bowed his head slightly and blessed Don Quixote with kindness.

Immediately afterward, Don Quixote continued to the right, but he had already cursed those damn etiquettes in his heart: "Grandpa Aldrich, I'm sorry, it seems that no one can play chess with you." ”

"This old guy really said to go, and so did you, I don't think he wants to see you so sad. Duke Aldrich sighed, his heart filled with sadness.

There was only one man left, and it was a relief for Don Quixote, who really hated the cumbersome etiquette.

Thinking so, he walked quickly to the man, and then shrugged his shoulders rather helplessly: "Grandpa Bazel, I think you also hate this kind of time-wasting thing. ”

"You boy, you look like me when I was younger, but you've been away from Azeroto long enough, welcome back. Duke Bazel grinned, unconcerned about Don Quixote's faux pas.

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