Victor followed the servant through the hallways of the mansion and towards the hall.

As he walked to the door of the hall, he heard a noise.

"Are you crazy!?"

"You're bringing a homeless man back on the street, and you're going to marry him?"

The familiar voice, which barely changed much, made Victor judge who the other party was at once.

Gwen's eldest sister, Kevlar.

Ten years ago, it was through his manipulation, coupled with Erica's help, that Kevlar was saved from death at the hands of the greedy demon.

So, she lived to the present.

As Gwen's last relative, Kevlar is also a shrewd politician.

Victor was confident that he could get the intel he wanted from Kevlar.

"Gwen! What are you asking me to say about you!! ”

"Now that you are standing in this position, doing such a thing will definitely be gossiped about!"

"Then kill them all and shut them up."

The last cold words came from Gwen's mouth.

Then, Kevlar's voice trembled, full of disbelief.

"You...... Gwen, how could you say such a thing? ”

As a knight of justice, she actually wanted to kill all those gossiping nobles because of an outcast?

If she was going to do this, would she still be worthy of her knightly vows?

She couldn't believe what the outcast had poured Gwen with ecstasy.

It was able to make a knight like Gwen who was so righteous and ruthless that he could say such a thing.

But they only met for the first time, and the first meeting allowed Gwen to let go of his infatuation with Victor and turn to each other?

Kevlar couldn't help but feel sad for her brother-in-law, who had been dead for ten years.

After a slight emotional adjustment, she said to Gwen again:

"Gwen, listen to me, my sister doesn't prevent you from falling in love with another man, it's your freedom."

"The Cravina family will not bind you with a marriage contract that has long existed in name only, because we all know Victor's ......"

With that, Kevlar looked carefully at Gwen's changing expression.

saw that her cold face did not fluctuate at all.

At this moment, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

It's over, even mentioning Victor's death can't stir up the slightest emotional fluctuation in Gwen.

Now, Gwen has become like this.

Her younger sister wouldn't really be moved by a homeless person she had just met, would she?

"In the end, I'd like to advise you to think carefully, Gwen."

Kevlar lowered his brows and said to Gwen with a serious face:

"Don't fall in love with someone you don't know on the spur of the moment."

However, after hearing this, Gwen still did not react.

As if he didn't listen to it at all, he said lightly:

"I'm up to my heart."

"Moreover, the Cleviner family will not object."

"What!?"

After hearing this answer, Kevlar completely blew up.

A head of purple hair hung down like a purple waterfall, almost trembling into a few flowing strands.

Why is this sister of hers so disobedient? What else do you say that the Craviner family won't mind?

Even if Gwen had a crush on someone and finally decided to get married after a long period of contact, she would not be so angry.

It was Gwen's free love, and neither she nor the Cleviner family had the right to object.

But now, Gwen casually picks up a homeless person on the street and decides to get married, and tells her that the Clavenna family won't mind?

Although the marriage contract between the two families exists in name only, isn't Gwen's behavior just a slap in the face of the Cleviner family!

Kevlar gritted her teeth, and finally, she stood up from the couch and slapped the table.

For the first time, he showed his anger at Gwen:

"What are you kidding! Do you have to cut ties with Leah before you give up? ”

"What else do you say that the Craviner family won't mind? I'm telling you! If you want her to mind, unless the person you're marrying is Vic......"

Squeak –

With the sound of the door being pushed, the door of the hall slowly opened.

At this time, Victor was standing in the doorway, leaning against the door frame.

Kevlar stood up and reprimanded Gwen as he turned his head to this side.

The originally angry words suddenly stopped, and the last word was said with a dull expression.

"To?"

……

At this point, Victor was already sitting on the couch, and Kevlar was sitting across from him with a serious expression.

From time to time, her gaze wandered over Victor, carefully examining the brother-in-law who had 'come back from the dead'.

Her heart was filled with shock and disbelief, and she muttered:

"Like, it's like......"

His demeanor, his temperament, is exactly the same as the original Victor.

If it weren't for the absence of the iconic one-eyed crow, she would have almost asserted that the man in front of her was the real Victor.

Being looked at by the other party, Victor was also looking at Kevlar.

Aside from appearing more mature, her appearance doesn't seem to have changed in the slightest since Victor left.

Victor is not surprised.

This is the Witcher.

Once you become a witcher, your appearance is permanently fixed and will never grow old with the years.

Nowhere is this more evident than in the case of Empress Claudia.

She is about the same age as Oberly, but decades have passed, and Oberly has shown signs of vicissitudes.

But the queen is still charming.

Of course, Oberly's rapid aging is largely due to the fact that he is a blood-draining warrior.

Still, the passage of time did leave its mark on his countenance.

But soon, Kevlar's expression became serious again.

She sat cross-legged, her deep purple eyes glinting with a judgmental sparkle as she stared at Victor.

"You can fool Gwen, but you can't fool me."

"Tell me, who are you? Why do you want to impersonate Victor? ”

Gwen has been broken away by her,

Otherwise, there were some things she really couldn't say in front of that love brain, to the man in front of her who was very similar to Victor.

And, what made Kevlar even more angry was that

When she asked Gwen to leave just now, Gwen was unmoved.

In the end, it was the pretender in front of him who looked like Victor who said a word.

"You leave for a while, and Kevlar and I will talk to each other alone."

Gwen was very obedient and left obediently.

In the entire hall, only she and Victor in front of her remained.

At this moment, Kevlar's heart was full of determination to expose this fake Victor.

As for why she firmly believes that Victor in front of her must be fake?

Because it is impossible for the dead to come back to life, and the Clavenna family has already made clear the news of Victor's death.

Half a year ago, Lea Kravenna had been guarding Victor's tomb for ten years and had officially taken over the head of the Klevenna family.

Thinking of this, Kevlar couldn't help but feel a little tightness in his chest.

When she first visited Leah, she could feel a deep sadness in the melancholy eyes of the other party.

However, for some reason, she vaguely caught a glimmer of hope in Leah's eyes.

It's as if I'm expecting something.

But as time passed, Kevlar, who visited Ria every year, gradually became aware.

The only glimmer of hope in Leah's eyes was fading.

As time passed, disappointment and despair accumulated, and heavy pain and suffering loomed over her like a shadow.

The hope in her eyes vanished, replaced by deep grief.

The first and last time, when Kevlar last saw Leah.

She noticed that Leah seemed to be a completely different person.

The hope and color in his eyes have completely disappeared, replaced by a full numbness.

Even the sad look had dissipated, and his face was like an ice-stone face with a fake smile full of social nature.

As the head of the family, she finally lost all her enthusiasm and was no longer as energetic as she was back then.

All of this is because of Victor.

But what could she say to Victor? Could it be that Victor did something wrong?

He is fighting against the gods and sacrificing for the sake of his country, and no one can say his mistakes.

And now, this outcast, pretending to be Victor, has swaggered into the Delin Mansion and even captured Gwen's heart.

As soon as he thought of this, Kevlar was so angry that his body trembled uncontrollably.

She smiled coldly, thinking that she must puncture this man's disguise.

He was put in prison and put to death.

However, Victor, sitting on the couch, seems undaunted.

Instead, he behaved as calm and composed as the real Victor.

His calm temperament is no different from the Victor she remembers.

The other party even looked at her in front of her and methodically put his hand into the windbreaker.

Then, he reached out again and placed a red bottle of potion on the table.

Seeing the blood-like potion in front of him, Kevlar was instantly stunned.

She looked up at Victor in front of her in almost disbelief, and heard his familiar and indifferent voice sound:

"Do you remember the western bottle of potion I sold you ten years ago?"

Swish!

The moment these words rang out, Kevlar was instantly recalled.

That's what she's grateful to Victor.

Because of her arrogance, she went to challenge the demon that was impossible to defeat.

If it weren't for Erica's magic and Victor's timely potion, she would have died on the spot.

The Western bottle of potion that was sold to her, no one knew about it except for her and Victor.

She didn't even tell Erica that otherwise, the lady would have to pay for her.

And most importantly, the formulation of this rare elixir.

She knew that only Victor could master it, and only he could refine it.

Because after Victor's death, it was probably more than a year.

The inventory of the Clevenna prop shop was sold out, and the prop shop announced that it was completely closed and no longer open for business.

Today, magical potions, which originally cost only 1,000 giorgio, have become increasingly scarce and rare treasures.

After all, one bottle is one less.

Some even treat it as a collector's item and never use it.

Anyway, this thing doesn't expire, so you can keep it for as long as you want.

At this moment, Kevlar stood up from the couch in shock, her eyes widening.

Her body leaned forward slightly.

He almost put his face in front of Victor, trying to carefully identify the man in front of him.

"You, really ......"

"Is it really Victor!?"

Victor didn't respond, he just propped his elbows on the table, his chin crossed with his hands crossed.

The same body leaned forward slightly, quietly staring at each other.

Their faces were almost close together, and Victor could even see the tip of Kevlar's nose clearly.

Followed by.

Rumble!!!

The trench coat behind Victor suddenly burst into a dazzling red light.

The ferocious fire rose suddenly, like a demon god in purgatory descending on the earth.

The blazing flames scattered in the west, burning the silk curtains and carpets of the Western Zhou Dynasty into ashes in an instant.

All that was left was scattered black ash and sparkling.

A wave of heat covered the space, violently striking the western perimeter wall of the hall.

Shriveled cracks slowly burst out from the walls of the Western Zhou Dynasty, cutting through the floating golden lines from the center.

In the blink of an eye, the spacious hall seemed to be transformed into a furnace, burned by the flames of calamity.

The magic of a fifth-order mage was fully displayed by him at this moment.

In the midst of this fiery wave, Victor's voice was still calm and flat:

"It's just ten years."

In Kevlar's dull gaze, it seemed to reflect his appearance back then.

It's like a sunset falling into the sky.

Powerful, confident, and arrogant.

"I'll tell the world myself."

Victor looked up slowly, his obsidian-deep pupils burning with ferocious flames.

Like a swaying dragon, it exudes absolute majesty:

"I'm back in this world—"

"Still standing on the top of the unbeaten."