As one of the five Marquis sitting in the Supreme Council of the Neville Federation, Marquis Snape can be regarded as one of the few people with the highest status in the Netville Federation, and even in the entire human world, although the Marquis of Sitting is not qualified to become the rotating speaker, but he has the power to submit issues as a member of the parliament, and more importantly, he has the right of impeachment and the right of veto on the issue, as he himself said, in his capacity, as long as he wants, such an important meeting must have his qualifications, even if he is not responsible for most of the logistics。 Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"This is a great opportunity. Obviously, the form was very serious, but the old marquis still said happily: "After the masters enter the forest, you stay here for a few more days, and I will hire you to be responsible for the transportation of the logistics troops, which is also a major event that is enough to determine the direction of the war, and it is not too much to hire a few of you masters to assist." ”

"Uh......" Catherine wanted to speak and stopped, but finally smiled bitterly and said nothing, but Freya squinted her eyes and smiled like a little fox, and said in a low voice: "Lord Marquis, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, this time into the forest, a few of us will also go with us, including your little Catherine, so you can only find someone else for the transportation of the logistics troops." ”

Catherine turned her head and glared at Freya's smiling face, but Freya was unmoved, leaning back in her chair and looking back calmly, with a deep meaning hidden in her playful gaze. After a moment, Catherine let out a long sigh, withdrew her angry gaze, nodded with a wry smile, and said, "Yes, Grandpa Snape, we will also participate in this deep into the Forest of Death." ”

The old marquis still maintained a smile on his face, but his body stiffened visibly for a moment before he took a deep breath, turned his head to the old butler who had followed him for decades and asked, "Let Linda go and get the wine, why haven't you come back yet?" ”

"She's back, master, and I see she's running this way. Before the old butler had finished speaking, a chubby woman who looked to be about fifty years old, dressed as a maid, trotted into the drawing-room, carefully holding a dark blue bottle with a cork stopper, and unsurprisingly without any packaging or labels.

The old marquis took the opened bottle, poured a glass for Catherine and himself, and motioned for the old butler to fill the drink they wanted for the others, and then stretched out his hand and clinked glasses lightly with Catherine, took it in front of him and sniffed it. Catherine looked at the old marquis's countenance, which seemed to be unusual, smiled reluctantly, repeated the same action, shook her eyes shut, took a deep breath, muttered for a moment, and said, "Mackinway wine, cellar twenty...... Huh?"

"You guessed it. The old marquis sighed, maintained a smile and said: "This is what you bought in the year you were born, and the wine production of Mackinway was not high that year, and in addition to my own quota, I gave away the profit equivalent to one-third of the income of that year, and only then did I get a part of their quota from several other families, and I bought a hundred bottles in total." In previous years, I would only open one bottle a year, but this time, I thought that you would come too, so I brought one here, and it was used. ”

Catherine's eyes were lowered, the wine in her glass rippled with the shaking of her palm, and under her calm exterior, her heart was as uncalm as the liquid in the glass. Although the old man's voice was very soft, thinking about the emotions hidden in the words, it was full of heavy weight. The knightly maiden could even imagine that every year on her birthday, the old marquis shut herself in her study poured two glasses of wine, and drank silently in front of the empty seat opposite, while the person who was supposed to sit opposite to accompany the old man was, for various reasons, in habitual danger.

The girl took a sip of the wine in the glass in silence, and the originally mellow and delicious wine was full of bitterness in her mouth this time. Catherine sighed deeply again helplessly, and whispered, "Grandpa, I'm sorry. ”

In a few minutes, the old marquis seemed to be several years old, and once again touched Catherine's deliberately lowered head, and said bitterly: "Your family, alas. After your grandfather died, I suffered for a few years, and I wanted to worship him, but I couldn't even find his body, but fortunately, there was still your father, and I transferred all the guilt of your grandfather's death to your father, and even wanted to make your father the heir before I died, who knew that your father also died early. I've been scared, very scared, all these years, afraid that one day you'll leave me. Your deeds have begun to be sung among the bards, and I have hired a few bards to sing your stories. But every time I listen to these deeds, which should make me feel proud of you, I am even more afraid, because I know that every legend is accompanied by the danger of dying at any moment. Even so, even if you are constantly in danger, even if you refuse my care and care because of the honor of your family, I still hope that such days can go on forever, as long as I can hear the news that you are safe every day, it is enough for me. It's a pity, it's a pity, are you going to take this path too?"

"Don't worry, grandpa. Catherine bit her lower lip hard, lowered her head and said, "Although the Forest of Death is dangerous, we are not blindly rushing in to die, we will only make this decision if we have a certain certainty." So rest assured, we'll be back safely and join your ball when you come to the Holy Capital for your vacation. ”

"Heh, I'm not old foolish. Snape shook his head and said, "The danger there, the two little guys have already told me today, even if the demigods enter, the chances of survival are very low, not to mention that you are only a few legendary ranks." Moreover, if it weren't for the fact that she was mentally prepared for death, this lady would not have told me the truth against your will just now, because you would have told me the truth for the same reason. ”

"I'm so sorry, Grandpa. Catherine whispered: "In fact, in any adventure, we will be mentally prepared for death, this is the fate of adventurers, and no one can change it." Although the odds are higher this time, we will do our best to fight the danger and will never die. ”

"Is that really the case?" the old marquis's smile was full of amazement, and he was stunned for a long time before he held Catherine's hand tightly and said, "Son, I will not advise you anything, but you must come back alive." ”

"Huh?" Pannis, who was on the side, raised his eyebrows and glanced at the old marquis in surprise, but said nothing. (To be continued.) )