The wind blew through the fields of Nogo, bringing the breath of revival in the war-torn territory of the Elantt kingdom -

From the Tarun fortress to the Nogo mountains, large forests rustle in the spring breeze, buds gradually grow into new green shoots, and everywhere is a scene full of life, birds and flowers.

The war taking place in this land seems to have no effect on everything in the forest.

The undead had not entered the forest, and Ensada's enemies were still far away—information from various sources indicated that the knights and legionnaires of Ensada had been stationed on the edge of the two realms for more than a month, and had not made any further moves.

What a strange thing.

Whenever Savaren Wolf sat at his desk and thought of these troublesome things, he would walk about the room like a restless male wolf, the hard soles of his leather boots squeaking against the polished floor, and at this time, his wife, the Countess of Talon, the charming lady who had been with him for nearly thirty years, would graciously offer some delicious snacks or hot tea—

No alcohol.

Throughout the Taron Fortress, it is known that Count Savaren Wolf was not an avid drinker. He would almost only drink a little at a banquet or on a special occasion or situation, and when he was thinking, he would not touch the sporadic drink.

As a husband and wife who love each other, the countess is naturally very aware of this -

She did not send any maids-in-waiting, but went to the earl's study herself. She lifted the dress of the long skirt with wavy gauze lace in one hand, and the tray in the other, and although the revolving wooden staircase to the study was steep with each step, her steps were steady and gentle, and her slender arms seemed to have a strength that did not match them, and the hot tea with a few mint leaves in the cup seemed to be quietly still, without the slightest shaking.

"If you're reporting the same stuff every day, I don't mind handing it over to someone else. This will also mean that you should all get out! ”

Half an hour earlier, the Count had finished reading the recent intelligence documents from Ensada, and there were several uniformed figures standing straight in the room, and these figures shrugged their heads one by one, like hunting dogs empty-handed and dejected—

In fact, they were indeed the hunting dogs of the Earl, and "hounds" were a widespread term for a certain profession in the Elantt kingdom, not only in the Talon fortress of the Wolf family, but also in the territories of other nobles, large and small, as well as the royal family of Edwin, who wielded power......

The Earl seemed to be in a very bad mood at this time—Savalen Wolf had always been a calm, emotionally reserved man, but when he said this, anyone could easily hear the stern rebuke in his tone.

The "hounds" were undoubtedly frustrated. They guessed that this time they might be punished very harshly, but the future was always unpredictable, and just as they were ready to endure a storm, footsteps were heard in the hallway.

Familiar footsteps.

The footsteps drew nearer, and a slender but mature figure appeared outside the room, who only glanced at it hurriedly, and then immediately lowered its head—it was the Countess, and it was obviously disrespectful to squint her eyes and salute on such an occasion.

"Savalen, I didn't see you all morning, I found the dining room, I found the courtyard, and finally I guessed that you might have come to the study. The maid told me that you seem to wake up early and don't eat breakfast, which is a bad habit......"

The Countess did not pause, and as she approached Savaren Wolff, she placed the snacks and hot tea on the tray one by one on the desk, and although there seemed to be some complaint in her words, the soft tone was closer to caring—

If the "hounds" looked up and observed, they could see that the count's face instantly soothed, revealing a gentle smile.

"Thank you, dear madam."

"Something that seems to have bothered you a lot lately?"

The Count lifted the ear of his teacup, feeling the heat in his palm, and after taking a sip, he picked up a freshly fried, buttered, golden round cake. Made from eggs and fine flour, this small snack has always been a favorite of the Count himself.

The Countess pulled over a chair and sat down on one side of the desk.

"Well, these things—where is Fred now?"

The Count munched on the small round cake and said—

He was reluctant to pass on the troubles in his heart to his wife, so he quickly changed the subject. At this time, he raised his head and glared fiercely at the "hounds" in the room.

Such as amnesty.

The "hounds" suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and after saluting in unison, they all hugged their heads and ran away.

"These guys, huh!"

"Troubles don't help solve problems, Savalen. Half an hour ago, Fred had already met with me, and he greeted me with Her Royal Highness the Princess, saying that he wanted to take advantage of the rare free time of the past few days to make rounds of the nearby territory. My dear, I think our child is a very good heir......"

Speaking of her eldest son, Fred Wolfe, the Countess always had a deep sense of pride and pride, and when she spoke of this, it was as if she had changed someone, and she gushed endlessly—

Even in the face of the cruel reality of Fred's young age and massive hair loss, she saw her handsomeness as very different from the others.

This is the mother. She always habitually ignores the shortcomings of her children.

At this time, the Count smiled and listened silently - in normal times, few outsiders could see the famous "Count of Wolves" Savaren Wolf actually show such an appearance.

"In the past two years since he returned from the royal capital, he has finally looked like a little bit."

Speaking from the heart, compared to the heirs of the nobles of the Northlands, Fred is definitely excellent, but in the mouth of Earl Wolfe, as a future lord, Fred's performance still does not seem to be completely satisfactory to him-

At this point, when he is alone with his wife, he always expresses opposite attitudes and evaluations.

Especially after knowing that outstanding young man, he even began to wonder if Fred was a little lazy in his daily martial arts practice.

The Earl and the Countess Sword seemed to have a heart—and when the thought crossed Savalen Wolf's mind again, the Countess suddenly mentioned the young man.

"This time back from Kingfisher Castle, Fred and I told me about a very good young man who was said to have entered the first stage of awakening at the age of his early twenties...... Let me think, that young man's name—"

"Gross. Just yesterday afternoon, Fred, Brandt and Eugene made a joint recommendation to the young man, so I decided to meet him. ”

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