On Earth, in the West, France.
The night was as black as ink.
A full moon hung in the night sky.
Cool moonlight poured down from the heavens, casting shimmering waves on the broad Garonne River.
On one side of the Garonne River, there lay an expansive vineyard stretching over a hundred thousand hectares. Deep within this vineyard, near the banks of the Garonne River, in a rarely visited area, was a vast sycamore forest.
The French sycamores stood tall and majestic.
It was already late autumn, and the leaves of these sycamore trees had turned deep yellow, covering the ground with a thick layer.
In the depths of the sycamore forest stood an ancient estate, and at its center was a magnificent castle.
Around the castle, large patches of dark blue aconite grass grew, adding to the tranquility of the night.
This place served as the stronghold of the Bordeaux Clan, and was also the residence of the Wolf Emperor and the elders of the Wolf Race Council.
