"If I asked you to add a few footnotes to 'love,' what words would you choose?"

"From the beginning to the end, there is still ...... Death. Theresa was silent for a moment and whispered.

"Then have you ever thought that in your life, you will fall into multiple stages of love? Even after Griff, you will meet many men who are just as good as him, and with them—don't put on that expression," Duke Elfwan looked at Teresa, who looked away, and sighed helplessly, "Of course your mind will not change at this time, but who can say what will happen in the future?" I remember the director of the Great Library telling me that it was many years ago, but I remember his words very clearly: Man is an abusive but self-proclaimed creature who has spent their lives in love and will never let themselves drown in lifeless pools. The object of their affection changes like a marquee, perhaps only the first one can be called true love, and the future may be substitutes, but it cannot change the nature of their promiscuity. ”

Teresa still didn't turn her head, leaving her father with a back of resistance. Duke Elfwan sighed again—he didn't know how many times he had sighed, and he had sighed more often than he had ever faced Teresa.

"But it doesn't apply to me." Teresa whispered, "I love Griff, not because of any one of his qualities, but because he is Griff, the only individual in the whole of Pande, just as Marions has always had only one cavalry commander." She finally turned her head, her eyes calm and sad, like black tulip petals slowly withering, "Before you persuade me, Father, you could have promoted a new cavalry commander instead of leaving that position vacant until now." Obviously, my father also understands that Griff is irreplaceable, so what position do you use to convince me? ”

Duke Elfwan was speechless for a moment.

"But in any case, I am grateful for my father's concern," Teresa whispered, "but I am ready to drown in a pool." Maybe one day my father will say that I will fall in love with another man. But the day I realized it was my death. ”

"Well, my daughter," Duke Elfwan saw in Theresa's eyes with unquestionable determination. He knew that there was no need for this conversation to continue—and perhaps not again. He slowly got up, his broad palm gently caressing Teresa's head, and finally sighed heavily and sadly, "I will pray to the goddess of order, that day will never come." ”

……

On the Dragonguard Castle, Viscount Ivanles held the battlements with both hands, and watched the yellow-bottomed beluga flag gradually disappear below the horizon, relieved. He turned around and said in a loud voice: "The enemy has retreated!" We've won! ”

The cold north wind sent his voice throughout the city, and the soldiers who had been on guard for many days finally loosened their taut strings, some embraced each other excitedly, jumped up and slammed into each other's chests, but many more, especially most of the Ravenston Third Ranger Regiment, leaned against the ramparts, clutching their longbows and falling into a deep sleep.

After nearly two months of stalemate at the foot of Frost's Breath Mountain, the Marquis of Sigiesmond chose to withdraw his troops. The logistics base of Pohulaban was burned to the ground, and the Marquis of Sigimund had only two options before him, to retreat or to storm. Despite the fact that the defenders of Fort Dragonguard were only more than 3,000 men, and Moby Dick had an army of 10,000 people, the Marquis of Siggimond was still not confident that he would be able to break through the sky net made by the Livingston Ranger with a rain of arrows, and the exhausted military rations would no longer allow him to launch multiple large-scale assaults in a row. Despite his desperation, he withdrew his troops to Iron Oak Fort.

"It looks like Mr. Baranduke and Mr. Kisia have succeeded, but I don't know if they have returned to Silverlake safely." Galbord whispered as he stood behind his father.

"I hope those young people are safe." Viscount Ivanles said, "While I still find their motives suspicious, it is undeniable that they have done a great job for Livingston. ”

Just then, a sentry ran up to the city: "My lord, there is a wandering knight outside the city who wants to see you, and he says that he has a letter to be handed over to him. ”

"Did he put his name on it?" Gellbold asked.

"He said his name was Rennes Ríodre Odil."

Hearing this name, the old man turned around suddenly: "Are you sure his middle name is Leo Dere?" ”

"Sure." The Sentinel said categorically.

The expression on the old man's face suddenly became extremely complicated when he heard the name, and his brow furrowed and furrowed; Uncertainty and excitement flickered in his eyes; Hesitation and relief were tangled between his brows, until the cold wind of Frost Mountain swept by, and those emotions that were in fierce conflict were frozen into a depression, as if the sea that was still a huge wave would freeze for thousands of miles in the next moment. Gal Bod had never seen his father look so embarrassed, which made him feel a little uneasy in his heart, although he had not heard of the name of the wandering knight, but it was not difficult to guess the origin of the Viscount Ivanles.

"It's someone from the Falcon Knights." Gelbold whispered, "Father, do you want to receive him?" ”

"See, why not?" Viscount Ivanles regained his composure and said lightly, "I've been entangled for most of my life, what's the point of clearing it up now?" ”