I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

Mordred asked, blushing slightly.

After observing her for a moment, Habertrot quickly came to a realistic conclusion.

"She's still a young girl, getting married is too early."

"Does this guy look down on people?!"

Mordred was somewhat annoyed and embarrassed.

As an artificial human, her mental age is indeed not very old.

But mischievous kids never like being told they're immature, so Mordred's anger and embarrassment are understandable.

"No, I've always been telling the truth. If someone is qualified to be a bride, I will naturally make the suggestion."

"It's still infuriating!"

Mordred was furious.

She really couldn't handle someone like Habertrot, whose words carried no ill intent.

Besides, the other party is the Empress Dowager's close friend.

So Mordred could only sulk in silence.

And so the women left with Habertrot for the time being.

Even excluding the time spent making the wedding dress, they could probably chat for a whole day and night.

Du Wei couldn't join in the women's conversations either.

Therefore, Du Wei doesn't need to worry too much.

What troubled him next was how to deal with Klar.

I imagine she has a lot to say to herself.

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They managed the city according to the orders given by Du Wei.

I never imagined that his passing would last for a century, during which time I have reminisced about and longed for his image countless times.

Governing Lentinion is not an easy task.

Not only are they facing suppression from Salisbury, but they also have to endure the pressure from the international community created by the coexistence of humans and fairies.

But these are nothing at all.

Whenever I encounter these difficulties, I think of that person.

Like the first rays of dawn, they brought light, and the memory of being redeemed remains deep within my mind.

I bear the trust bestowed upon me by Du Wei.

To live up to this trust and the feelings in my heart, I burned like firewood.

Even the most difficult obstacles are nothing more than this.

For her, the greatest enemy was not others, but the long and invisible passage of time.

There was also some resentment and dissatisfaction with "120" in my heart, and the fact that I didn't meet with Du Wei immediately was part of the reason.

What she was really thinking about was how to face it.

I pondered for a long time but still couldn't find the right answer.

When I saw him face to face again, the ocean of emotions in my heart surged uncontrollably.

We meet again after a century.

For a moment, I even felt it was my own hallucination.

"Klara, I'm back."

Du Wei said calmly.

Just like the gentle tone and manner of his voice in my memory.

Instantly, all the extraneous emotions in my heart vanished, leaving only the burning desire to be led.

It hasn't changed at all since a hundred years ago.

That affection not only did not diminish, but actually increased.

"Welcome back, Lord Du Wei."

Clara did not show any anger.

She was bowing to Du Wei with utmost respect.

The fact that he didn't get angry was somewhat unexpected for Du Wei, but this development seemed to be quite good.

However, her contributions cannot be ignored.

"Klara. For a hundred years, you have devoted yourself to Lentinion. If you have anything to say, say it. I will accept whatever you say, no need to worry about it. I have the right to."

Du Wei explained it clearly to Clara.

As a subordinate, she was undoubtedly purely loyal, so Du Wei would naturally reciprocate with "love".

Otherwise, it wouldn't fit his personality.

To the woman who has sacrificed so much for him.

It would be too heartless not to express a stance, but Du Wei is not that kind of heartless person.

"I hope, Lord Duwei... that I can continue to follow you... All I need to do is reciprocate the trust you have placed in me..."

This was all that Clara wished for.

I don't want to be separated like we have for the past century; I want to offer my strength to him from a closer distance.

This is a very simple wish.

It was so simple that Du Wei couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, if that's all you're thinking, then I'll allow it. I thought you'd be even angrier."

"Hmm... I did get angry with you before... but I absolutely don't feel that way now...!"

Clara replied, her cheeks slightly flushed.

They were speaking the truth.

I don't want to be dishonest with Du Wei, because that would be a lie about my loyalty and love.

She is exceptionally adorable like this.

Despite having been separated for a century, Duve and Clara had no communication difficulties during their conversation.

It still feels just as familiar as it did a hundred years ago.

"After I left, besides maintaining the city, I was also tasked with improving my reputation within the Wind Clan. How is that progressing?"

Du Wei asked the crucial question.

It seemed that Krall had been prepared for this all along.

"As you arranged, Lord Duwei, I now hold forty percent of the power within the Wind Clan. Most of the remaining Wind Fairies are on Aurora's side. Her influence is very deep; if I had a little more time..."

Clara reported the situation.

As Du Wei listened, a slight smile crept onto his lips, and a hint of danger seemed to flicker in his eyes.

Aurora is a great fairy who has lived for three thousand years.

Even if Klara worked hard for a hundred years, he could only leverage 40% at most, which is already quite good in terms of results.

"No, this is enough. Clara did a great job. Leave the rest to me."

Du Wei already had an idea in mind.

In fact, fairies are extremely fickle creatures; they usually follow whichever side is stronger and more advantageous.

Having 40% control over the discourse is sufficient.

The remaining 60% will likely choose to follow the trend.

"Understood.. .... "

"I plan to go to Gloucester afterward. The Winged Clan Chief Morian has helped Lentinion so much, it would be inappropriate if I didn't go to thank her. This will also make it easier for me to move around."

A pleased smile appeared on Du Wei's lips.

A dangerous, cold glint flashed in his eyes.

Now that Clare's reputation has been built up enough, it's time to go to Salisbury and settle all the old and new scores.

As for the existence that threatens themselves and Britain.

He would not tolerate it in the slightest.

Aurora has been on her death list for a long time, and now the perfect moment has finally come.