Listening to Kevlar's words, Gwen's gaze darkened.

From an early age, Gwen was guided by the laws of the Righteous Knight, her heart is for justice, and she continues to learn the skills of knights to strengthen herself.

But her father was different.

Angus Delin.

He is an absolute profiteer, who sees his children as a tool for his benefit.

Because Gwen was too upright to bring him any benefit, Angus Delin sent Gwen to the Knights early to learn combat skills, and never asked again.

As a result, Gwen had almost no childhood, and stood out from the endless grind of fighting and killing since childhood.

As for Gwen and Viktor's engagement?

After the death of Victor's father, the engagement seemed to become a joke.

It was as if the Cravina family had completely forgotten about it, after all, it was Victor who was in charge.

As the head of the family, Victor didn't want to fulfill this marriage contract, so he naturally chose to ignore it.

And what's even more ridiculous.

Because Victor became the head of the Cravina family, coupled with Victor's behavior of nearly nine years of abandonment, Gwen's father thought that Victor could not bring benefits to the Delin family.

This marriage contract hangs on Gwen's body and becomes a transparent existence.

Only a part of the nobility knew that there was a marriage contract between her and Victor.

Until now.

In a trance, Gwen saw Cave's hand stretched out and shook it in front of her.

"Gwen? Little Gwen? ”

Gwen's eyes gradually focused, looked at Kevlar's fingers, and lowered her head:

"I'm sorry, I lost my mind."

Kevlar sighed as she lifted her forehead, knowing how much her sister hated the people in the family.

But in this matter, even if she is the eldest sister, she can't call the shots.

"So, do you want to go back?"

Gwen lowered her head, her fists clenched, and didn't reply.

……

"North?"

Victor sat at his desk, one leg on the other, leaning against the back of a leather chair, fiddling with a novelty in his hand.

Those were two iron plates, and Lea frowned as she watched Victor intently inscribe strange and subtle runes on them.

When she looked at it again, the lines on the iron plate were gone.

After all these years, Leah has long since lost interest in things like magic.

So she didn't say much, just shrugged her shoulders and patted the envelope on the desk in front of Victor.

"That's what Uncle Angus said, if you don't go to see you, if you don't go, I'll help you refuse."

Early this morning, the Victor Mansion received a letter from the Delinben family from the northern frontier of the empire.

The contents of the envelope were clear and concise, and they intended to invite Victor to sit with the Drin family.

His "Uncle Angus" had something to say to him.

Victor put down the iron card in his hand, propped his elbows on the armrests of his chair, and held his head in thought.

Does he have time now?

Very timely.

After the lecture, the academy went on vacation, and he had a long vacation.

But the identity of his professor, Wang Duwai should be very few people clear.

It wasn't until yesterday's lecture topic was a big success that his name as a professor spread along with it.

But it's only one night.

"It seems that this uncle cares about me."

It's normal to think about it, after all, he was able to become a professor because of Gwen's help.

Maybe the other party invited the power of the family.

But the other party just seized the time of his vacation to invite him, and it is difficult not to feel that it was premeditated.

So, Victor's answer is......

"Go, why not?"

He slowly opened his eyes and replied lightly.

Leah was surprised that she didn't expect Victor to agree to such a cumbersome invitation.

At one point, she thought that she had come to deliver the message as a symbolic gesture.

"Gwen will go back too."

"Yo, you know all this?"

Leah raised an eyebrow, the uncle had indeed informed Gwen.

By this time, she might have been ready to go home.

"Tell her and I'll go back with her."

"What?"

Leah couldn't believe Victor's request.

What's going on with her brother lately, enlightened?

Although she was a little confused, she turned away and obediently did so.

When Leah left, Vega opened her hazy one-eye.

"Why, are you going to go out?"

This crow seems to have taken this as a tour.

But for Victor, it was a risk-free tour.

"Angus Delin wants to invite me to the North, and by the way, he has to call Gwen back in advance."

"Obviously, he might want to do something about my engagement with Gwen."

Vega glanced at Victor with some surprise.

"How can you be so sure?"

Victor pointed to its head and chuckled.

"If you don't use your brains, you can donate them to those in need."

Vega felt angry because she heard the other party scolding her for being brainless.

"Why should I use my brain, I'm just a crow."

"No problem, I respect you."

Victor picked up the two iron plaques again, engraved with magic on them, and explained lightly:

"In everyone's eyes, my relationship with Gwen has always been a 'fiancé'."

"This is the only motive for this uncle."

He summoned Gwen back in advance, perhaps to say something to Gwen in advance.

Then he might as well go with Gwen, and the soldiers will cover the water.

Victor loved it.

Finally, something seemed to be carved on the two iron plaques.

The power of the two origins seems to be infused into the card, and the two colors represent the power of one 'fire' and one 'wood'.

On the back of the iron plaque is also engraved a portrait of a 'clown'.

There is another line of handwriting engraved on the side.

‘iOker’

Vega's eyes widened in curiosity, tilting her head to look at the two cards.

"Are you really?"

"Did you really make two big and small kings? But what's going on with this portrait, you painted two clowns? ”

"Nope."

Victor tapped his fingers on the table, and the two cards stood upright.

The front of the card seems to shimmer with a flowing shimmer, faintly visible, staring at the outside world as if the two clowns had come to life.

A slight amount of energy radiated outward, but it could still make people feel that it was a very powerful aura.

With a smile in his eyes, Victor looked at the two masterpieces with satisfaction.

"It's a trump card."

The card instantly retracted into Victor's waist, and the energy dissipated into the air, leaving no trace.

Victor stood up, patted Vega, and said lightly:

"Let's go, go see Hernie."

"I've got something to do with her."

Vega flapped her wings and stood firmly on Victor's shoulder, and quietly left the study with Victor.

During this time, Hernie enjoys spending time in the garden.

After receiving the servant's positive news, Victor walked towards the garden.

And as soon as he entered the garden, he saw the scene in front of him:

Cocote and Herney are in the flower bed, with Cocott lying on top of the clouds.

Cocott slowly built up the formation in the air, drawing and explaining to Hernie beside him:

"Here, the Rune Rune can be inserted, which will cause the wood elemental magic to tremble, making it more flexible."

"And what about here?"

Hernie pointed to a blank space in the formation in the air.

"If the Rune Rune is linked here, wouldn't it be better to build a new line between it and Kaeya's Rune."

"No, no, it will make the magic tremor irregular, and if it is too flexible, it will be unstable, so guess what?"

"Explosion."

"That's right."

As a second-order mage, Hernie is now able to study and use more profound and complex magic.

The two seemed to be chatting about magic.

After all, Kokot is already an old mage who doesn't know how long she has lived, and as a former councilor, she can definitely be called a 'master' in terms of knowledge.

Kocot, who was lecturing with his eyes closed, suddenly felt that the sunlight in front of him had dimmed a lot.

As if sensing some crisis, she opened her eyes sharply.

Victor's face appeared before her eyes.

She suddenly became alert, and the clouds below her quickly drifted back a little.

"Dimension...... Victor, what are you doing here? ”

"I told you in advance, I'm on vacation now, and you don't want me to continue working!"

Without waiting for Victor to say more, Kokot hurriedly kicked the cloud under him, and the cloud turned into a mournful face and hurriedly carried Kokot away.

The moment she saw Victor, Hernie, who was so surprised, didn't care that Corcott hadn't gone far yet, and hurriedly ran towards Victor.

"Professor!"

So Victor rubbed it on Heny's head.

A warm current rose from Hernie's heart, and Hernie was satisfied.

Although she has become a second-order mage, and the experience points contributed by touching her head every day like this are not too much, Victor can still do it.

After touching his head, Victor said indifferently.

"I'll be away for a while in the next few days."

"During this time, you need to pay more attention to the affairs of the family."

He must not be able to count on that ruined house elf, even the bolted dog can take care of the house more than Cocott.

So I still have to ask Hernie to help.

Hernie was stunned, she wanted to say that Miss Leah was there, but the words became:

"Where are you going?"

"The Northern Frontier of the Empire."

Victor replied lightly.

"Leah has a territory to do, and it is impossible to deal with the affairs of the royal capital all the time."

"If there is a difficulty, go to the elf, she will not be lazy in the face of great rights and wrongs."

Hernie didn't know what to say, feeling a little lost, but nodded anyway.

"Oh."

Is it a long time before you see the professor?

"By the way, give me Liteton."

Hernie nodded, she would never ask for any reason for the professor's request.

A cloud of red slowly coalesced from Hernie's body, and a small crocodile lay on Hernie's shoulder.

It yawned lazily.

"What are we going to eat today?"

As soon as it finished asking this question, it suddenly shuddered when it saw the iceberg-like Victor in front of it.

"Big ...... Eldest brother! ”

"Don't get excited, Letterton."

Victor stared at it and reached out his hand, taking Lightton into his own.

The tiny crocodile could not move in the palm of his hand, and it could only hear one word.

"I'll go take you something better."

With that, Lightton's consciousness drifted back into darkness and was imprisoned again.

After doing all this, Victor turned around to leave, only to see Hernie in front of him squirming a little.

"What's wrong, Hernie?"

The people under him are not in the right state, so he naturally has to care more.

Hernie just glanced at him snuckly, as if she was a little timid, and said in a soft voice.

"Can you, come closer?"

Victor didn't quite understand, but he tried his best to meet Hernie's request.

"So?"

He was already almost in front of Hernie, a distance that could be hugged as long as he stretched out his hand.

Victor probably knows what Hernie wants.

Probably a hug, after all, she loved it.

But Hernie didn't do that, she just plucked up her courage slightly, looked up at Victor, and continued:

"Can you lower your head a little?"

"I want to talk to you."

It must be too shy, and some words are difficult to say.

Victor did so, bending down as much as he could.

Even though she was doing so, Hernie still had to stand on tiptoe to bring her mouth to Victor's ear.

And she did.

She struggled to stand on her tiptoes, trying to whisper something to Victor.

Without waiting for Victor to react, it was like a delicate bird pecking lightly on a tree.

When I came back to my senses, there was already a touch of wetness on my cheeks.

He was slightly stunned and looked ahead.

Among the green leaves, the delicate girl was slim, her face was crimson, and she smiled slightly.

"Professor."

"I like you."

The wind swept across her ears, and the girl left in a panic.

Only the softness of the face remained.

It's cleaner than the wind.