Volume 1 - Showers Chapter 63: The Bonfire Dinner (1)

Letter from Wilhouse Munster to the Falkenridge Chapter of the Silent Order of the Holy Falcon Empire: Vice President and Instructor of the Silencers, codenamed "Verdant":

Dear Madam Green, Hello.

Under the Orzhov Chamber of Commerce Wilhouse Munster. As part of the transaction, we expect to send Miss Susan Dundees to Falkenridge in the near future, at which point we would like to receive Ms. "Green" on our behalf.

I hereby assure by virtue that Miss Susan Dundees is of noble status, of outstanding appearance, of resolute character, and that she joins the Silent Man completely, absolutely out of her own true will.

If Miss "Green" believes that Miss Dundee meets the requirements, the Orzhov Chamber of Commerce sincerely requests that the transaction continue and cooperate with the next step, and if Miss Dundee does not meet the requirements or has not completed the Silence training, the Silencer will send her back to Orzhov.

Miss Dundee has gone through a terrible ordeal, and I hope that Miss "Green" will properly protect Miss Dundee's safety in consideration of the noble glory of the Dundean family.

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Codename "Green" wrote back to Wilhouse Munster:

Mr. Munster, I have received your letter. We are ready to receive Miss Susan Dundees. The royal meeting is approaching, Falkenridge has strengthened the guard, Miss Dundee, I am afraid that the process will not be easy, we are outside the city, three types of case numbers.

During Falkenridge's training, we will be responsible for keeping Miss Dundee safe. As for whether Miss Dundee fits the bill, I'm sorry, but it doesn't count if you or I said it, but the question is for Droplins, the divine incarnation of black mana.

The Silencers had heard of Miss Dundee's suffering, and the Logwood massacre was a mistake—a mistake that should be corrected. The victims of the Dundees family carried honor and justice with them - until Elsa, no one in the world sang their songs.

There are many forces currently focused on Falkenridge: the Thieves' Guild, the Facelings, the Gruul, Dimir, Slardor, Borros, the Mercenary Guild, the Hunters' Guild, the Sisterhood of Laughter, the Lords, plus you Orzhov, and countless smaller factions. Quite a few people secretly took the executioner's bounty. However, the Silent Man does not allow anyone to provoke.

Miss Dundees will be safe and sound.

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"Welcome, welcome. Ah, old lady, are you here too? Bolt immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Humph! I walk in my lord's land, how? Shouldn't I come? The old lady said displeased.

As soon as Bolt heard the old lady say this, he hurriedly played a round for himself: "How come! How could it be! The Old Lady has extraordinary rights in the Eagle's Nest, and the Greon family is the most important and trusted family of Griffonheart. You've come just in time. I'm just afraid of disturbing your peace. With that, Bolt took the old lady's hand from Mebis and led her to the most luxurious seat.

"Oh! God, don't come to this set, Usain Bolt. True trust doesn't need to be talked about over and over again, and besides, can you be honest, Bolt. To be honest, I admit that you are a competent advisor and steward, but I think we need to be honest with those who come with sincerity. The old lady did not move, but stood still and looked into Bolt's eyes and said.

"Hey! Old lady! You're really worried, my lord has never had such thoughts, never had such thoughts. I just want to say that your family has achieved the glory of Griffonheart, Madame, Griffonheart's coat of arms will always have golden grains of wheat on it. To be honest, the master is still thinking of introducing Master Mahatt to Miss Bilas Grein! ”

"Oh my God! Mebis, men are all the same, is my granddaughter a sow? Funa rolled her eyes.

"Master, don't arrange our young lady like this. Besides, is there a better man in this world than the master? Mebis gave Bolt a look and motioned for Bolt to say something good.

Bolt understood, and immediately launched his mouth, and it didn't take long for the old lady to be happy, and he took the old lady to the seat.

Tonight, there were quite a few people who came to the party. As the host, Bolt stood on the high platform and poked his throat with his little thumb, making his voice loud - for his wizarding identity, Bolt thought there was no need to dwell on it anymore - he could hide it for a while, but not for a lifetime. Besides, it doesn't matter anymore.

In fact, Bolt and his master Griffinhart Sr. are gradually losing patience, and Bolt has one last killer feature, if he can successfully arouse the emotions of Zanmir and his party, Griffin Heart will undoubtedly gain greater benefits in the next negotiations.

However, what Bolt didn't know was that his master, Griffinhart Sr., had been wavering from the beginning, and he was really a little old, so old that he couldn't figure out whether it was in the interest of uniting the wolf to fight against the executioner or whether it was a big profit from the war between the wolf and the executioner.

This work has been entrusted to Funa for several years, but when he learns that Funa and the messenger of the Zamir Territory have met first, he is afraid to face Funa, although he is sure that Funa will not betray the Griffon's heart, but there has been a recent trend and wave among the Griffon's vassals against the Gryon family, which has forced the old Griffinhardt to deal with it carefully.

At the critical moment when the elder Griffinhardt was preparing to pass the throne to his grandson, he did not want a dispute over his own territory - which would not be conducive to Griffinhart Jr.'s rule. In the midst of this paranoia and wandering, the matter was unconsciously delayed, dragged on, and old Griffinhardt's original confidence was gradually replaced by some inexplicable anxiety.