"Very well." Mathew Bade nodded and softly said, "For this reason, I want to keep Fiona and marry her."
"Because in my future plans, she's very useful! She'll be the key to destroying this country."
...... I am a very useful dividing line ......
Time passed unnoticed, midsummer and golden autumn flew by in military preparation and harvest.
Soon, the peaceful and serene Count Glamorgan domain welcomed the first snowfall of the year.
This also marked the ninth year since Laine came to Brittania, and the snowflakes fell densely, quickly turning Laine's black parted long hair and his bearskin coat white.
The world was silent. Only the sound of snowfall remained, along with the footsteps of two people in the wilderness.
"You look more and more like him." Anggron, the Devourer Gene Primordial, carried two axes on his back, gazing at Laine's face as if reminiscing.
