Dali Einfurt graduated from the National Military Academy with honors, which, combined with his good performance in anti-bandit operations, eventually earned the rank of major.

As soon as he left the campus, he was promoted to the rank of colonel, and this miraculous speed of promotion was quite rare in the armies of the whole continent.

He was assigned to the Third Army, under the command of Marshal Roland Casper, as commander of the 153rd Infantry Battalion of the 7th Division of the Third Army, with more than 600 troops at his command, including five private companies and one grenadier company.

Now Dalí is no longer the fugitive who was hunted down by the noble alliance, he joined the camp that his father intended to join before his death, and became a citizen of the Duchy of Valstad, at first he had nothing, and had to rely on the help of Dean Simon.

Now, the officer's apartment in Fort Midknight has officially become real estate in his name, and he finally no longer lives in a temporary residence, but has a real home.

He had risen to become a high-ranking military officer with a high annual salary and allowances, and now he had managed to rise to the high society of the Duchy of Valstad, where numerous salons and banquets opened his doors.

Some nobles with a keen sense of power had begun to draw closer to him, recognizing that Dalí was a promising young man, and that his feat of stopping the Duke's carriage to save his sister had become a word of mouth among the inhabitants of Fort Midknight, and that the young man was highly regarded by Master Simon Gallieni and would surely flourish in the future.

One of the baroness even took the initiative to introduce her daughter to Dalí, but the nobles still did not know that the young man already had a heart, and his lover could only be the woman who grew up with him and left him countless good memories.

With some days to go before his enlistment date, Dalí made an important decision, now that his life in the principality had gradually stabilized and he had the financial basis to talk about marriage, it was time to think about his life's events.

He is determined to gradually elevate the relationship between his brother and sister to a relationship of lovers as soon as possible, everything must be gradual, and a good start will lay a solid foundation for the relationship, and he plans to accompany Janen around Fort Midknight in his free days before enlisting in the army to strengthen the relationship between the two.

It's autumn and winter, and the streets of Fort Midknight are stunningly beautiful, with the treetops yellowing in green, the occasional few leaves falling, and crunchy leaves creaking when stepped on.

A square in the city is filled with statues of Havest, the goddess of fertility, who is gentle and amiable, dressed in traditional peasant attire and holding a handful of golden ears of wheat.

Locals spontaneously organize street parties to celebrate this year's harvest, with street vendors selling sausages, ale and bread, and destitute painters and musicians putting their hats on the ground and earning a few pennies by performing their talents.

Dalí proudly wore a new military uniform, silver hemp rope-like epaulettes and collar badges to show his status as a colonel, golden ribbons and tassels fluttering in the wind, the medal for saving the village glittering on his chest, he held his head up and walked down the street with Janing's arm crooked.

Passers-by cast envious glances at them, and a non-commissioned officer, who was also shopping with his female companion, smacked his heel and gave him a military salute.

Janen Winstede had never been so proud of her eldest brother as she is now, and in those nostalgic old days, she had always silently paid attention to her second brother William, William's muscular figure and handsome face naturally attracted the attention of the girl, at that time, Dalí was not as proud and confident as he is now, he was still a solitary nerd living a hermit life at that time.

Since Dalí's miraculous escape from prison, his temperament has changed dramatically, and he seems to have become a different person, becoming more courageous and resolute, and more eloquent.

He refused to reveal the reason, as if there was something unspeakable, and Jian Ning never asked him again. With the passage of time, he has changed more and more, and even his appearance and temperament are completely different from the past.

The gaze emanating from those cyan eyes was no longer lazy, but sharpened. He was no longer as unkempt as before, he began to grow a thick beard, his hair became refreshed after being groomed by the barber, and even though he was not tall and thin, all these changes in appearance, coupled with the decoration of the gorgeous military dress, were enough to make him more attractive.

Janine happily took her brother's arm, for her, the memory of the last time she attended the Harvest Festival party was so distant, as if she were a world away. Now that she has finally escaped the shadow of the nightmare, she no longer has to worry about housing and food, and the future is bright, and she really hopes that this will last long, and she hopes that her brother-in-law will marry a local noble woman, and she herself is willing to spend her life wearing them.

Dalí took her to taste a variety of snacks along the road, and as it got late, the market vendors and tourists gathered more and more. Janine was attracted by a strange tent with an exotic atmosphere in the distance:

"Brother, that tent looks weird."

"It was a gypsy tent, they had no nationality, no home, they were wanderers who traveled the world in caravans, and they made a living by performing magic tricks, peddling knick-knacks, or divining people with tarot cards," Dalí explained. ”

(And, of course, theft, fraud, and robbery, with Gypsies having a high percentage of crimes.) He only added in his heart, without uttering the unpleasant truth.

"Ah, magic! Divination! It's romantic, I want to go over there, is that okay? Brother? ”

"As you wish, my good sister, but you have to keep up with me."

The environment inside the Gypsy tent is eerie, with candlelight turning purple by the lampshade, the smell of inferior incense wafting through the tent, and exotic carpets and hanging decorations adorning the periphery.

Jane Ning looked around curiously, she was a little excited by the strange decoration in the tent, and girls loved these mysterious and beautiful things.

Behind the countless light gauze curtains sat a woman with heavy makeup, who looked weather-beaten, the thick fat powder could not hide the traces of time, she looked at least fifty years old, her eyes were surprisingly thick, as if they had been smoked by the smoke of flintlock gunpowder, and a pair of terrible brown eyes staring at the crystal ball on the table.

"Welcome! You may be seated. I'm Mrs. Cesar, and I'm honored to serve you! She said in a hoarse voice.

"Hello, Madame Cesar, I would like to tell my brother's fortune for the future, and I would like to know which noble lady he will marry!." Jian Ning asked timidly,

Dalí's question embarrassed him, and it seemed that his sister still hadn't noticed her love.

The gypsy woman no longer stared at the crystal ball, she took out a flannel bag, rolled up the wide sleeves of her robe, revealed her hand tattooed with strange patterns, and took out an old tarot card from the flannel bag.

With a nimble and skillful movement, she arranged the tarot cards one after the other, then shuffled them quickly and folded them into a neat stack:

"Honorable lady, each card reflects a different chance in life, you must be concerned about the future of this military master, whether he will be happy? Let's wait and see. ”

Dali saw the Gypsy woman's hidden glimpse, and he took out a silver star and placed it on the table.

"Thank you, generous benefactor! Look, I'm going to tell you the future in an unfathomable way! First of all, please relax, my spiritual eye perceives that you are sealing your heart with a wall, in order to improve the accuracy of divination, please open your mind, relax your ......, relax ......"

Dali saw these tricks as completely tricks, and when he saw that Jane Ning was looking at him expectantly, he thought: (Hey, it's all some charlatan's trick to trick women and children, but she's on the rise, and I'm going to cooperate.) ）

He really relaxed, and involuntarily exuded an aura in his body that was different from that of mortals, and at this moment, he didn't know how much of a mistake he had made!!

A pure black kitten in the tent sensed the aura, it jumped on the table and made a strange purr, the little black creature with a pair of golden eyes, it stared at Dali, its hair stood on end, it trembled, and then jumped off the table at an alarming speed and sprang out of the tent.

The gypsy woman was suspicious, her pet had never reacted so much to a guest, the money had already been collected, so it was better to finish the business first and then think about anything else.

She pressed her hand to the crystal ball and began to look into Dalí's eyes, and with her other hand she drew three cards from the deck, and then there was a long silence......

Janening asked with some trepidation, "Lady Cesar?" Are you alright, I don't see your face is good......"

The gypsy woman's face was as dead as ashes, one of her hands slipped off the crystal ball, and with the other she turned over three tarot cards, "Tower", "Death", and "Wheel of Fortune".

The soothsayer, named Madame Cesar, stood up suddenly, as if trying to escape from her client, and said in a trembling voice:

"Oh my God! God forbid! You ......" she pointed to Dali and took another step back, and she knocked over an incense burner.

"Who are you, sir? Oh...... Wrong...... What are you? ”

Dalí Einfoot realized that the gypsy teller was not only playing tricks, but that he was unconsciously exuding an aura as he was relaxing, and that the gypsy woman's senses were as keen as those of an animal, and that the customer in front of her was a non-human being.

Dalí quickly reined in his breath.

The soothsayer's expression changed from shock to fear, and suddenly, she realized that the strange aura of the officer in front of her had disappeared without a trace.

The rapid heartbeat finally eased, she sat down, apologized to the two, and then divined the fortune for Dali, saying that he was about to marry the daughter of a certain nobleman, and the future was about to soar. Finally, she gave Jane Ning a cheap heart-shaped obsidian amulet, saying it would bring good luck.

After stepping out of the tent, Jian Ning looked extremely excited:

"Brother, I love the gypsies' divination, and I will always keep this obsidian amulet. But the reaction of this lady Cesar was really frightening, and I wondered if she was performing some kind of mysterious ritual by pretending to panic like this? ”

Dali wiped the beads of sweat from the tip of his nose, and he pretended to be calm and digressed the subject:

"These people in the divination industry are a little nervous, don't be surprised. Look, there's a magic booth over there, let's go check it out?"

"Great! I love you, brother! Janine jumped like a child by Dalí's hand, and she excitedly joined the crowd of onlookers, covering her mouth in surprise every time the magician conjured a dove or a little white rabbit, and then applauding happily.

Dali secretly said in his heart:

(I'm sorry, my dear.) You have been alone in your apartment for so long, and I am so busy with military affairs that I seldom accompany you, and God knows how lonely and boring you are. How beautiful it is to be able to stand here and look at your innocent and bright smile! Everything I gave for you was worth it! ）