It's so hard being a hero!

Sophia nodded and turned to leave.

But after taking two steps, she stopped and looked back at Xinuoya.

"Sister Xinuoya."

"If there is an opportunity, please mention it to your superiors and request an inspection of military fortresses throughout the country."

Hinoya was taken aback.

"What do you mean?"

After thinking for a moment, Sophia finally voiced her concerns.

"The Truk fortress is certainly not an isolated case; similar situations may exist in other places as well."

Hinoya's expression turned serious.

She was silent for a moment, then nodded.

"I will speak to my superiors."

Sophia said nothing more, turned around and took a few steps, then a blue light rose from beneath her feet, and she soared into the air and disappeared into the horizon.

Chapter 71 Each with their own thoughts

Sophia's figure quickly disappeared into the horizon.

With her hands on her hips, Xinuoya watched the figure gradually disappear into the distance, her expression slowly turning strange.

"Tsk tsk! It really looks like it."

She smacked her lips, as if savoring something interesting.

But just then, Eileen, who had somehow gotten close, followed Xinuoya's gaze to look at the sky, and then looked at Xinuoya's face, which was covered with a strange smile.

"Your Excellency, what are you looking at?"

"It depends on the person."

Hinoya answered without turning her head.

"A person? Who is it? That little girl?"

"if not."

Xinuoya finally looked away and asked with a sigh.

"Eileen, do you think it's possible for two people in this world to look exactly alike and even have similar personalities?"

Eileen was stunned for a moment, clearly not following Xinuoya's train of thought.

"What does Your Excellency mean?"

"I mean, that damned senior uncle, Su Lan."

When Xinuoya uttered the name, her tone was filled with reminiscence.

"Although this little girl is not very old, her face is not just similar to mine, but even more so than Leila's. She looks more like my senior master."

Eileen understood.

"Oh, Your Excellency, do you believe that Miss Sophia has a connection with the deceased Holy Son?"

Hinoya shook her head.

I don't know if there's any connection.

"I can only say that the world is full of wonders."

After saying that, she straightened up, dusted off her hands, and turned to walk towards the city center.

"Alright, let's get to work. This mess is still huge."

At the same time, in the capital city thousands of miles away, at the Duke's mansion.

Frey sat in a chair by the window, with a life-sized magical mirror floating in front of her.

The mirror had just been displaying the scene of Sophia leaving the fortress in real time, but she had now put it away, leaving only faint magical fluctuations in the air.

On the sofa opposite her, Vic was sitting with his legs crossed, holding a glass of red wine, and his expression was priceless.

His mouth was agape, his eyes were curved, and his face was filled with a sly smile.

The two exchanged a glance, and then Vic couldn't hold back any longer.

"puff!"

He almost spat out the black tea in his mouth and quickly covered his mouth with the back of his hand, but he still couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahaha……"

He put down his teacup, leaned back, and laughed so hard his shoulders were shaking.

"Frei, Frey, what can I say about you?"

Frey's face darkened slightly, but she didn't say anything. She simply crossed her arms, leaned back in her chair, and looked at him coldly.

"How could you do something like spying on your own students? If word gets out, don't you have any shame?"

Vic laughed so hard he almost cried.

Frey immediately glared at Vic.

"Leave me alone."

"I don't care, I don't care."

Vic waved his hand hastily, but his "I'm going to interfere" expression was clearly written on his face.

"I just find it interesting, you two are really hilarious."

He slumped onto the sofa, his tone full of amusement and a desire to stir up trouble.

"You recognized her at a glance, and she knows you know who she is, but neither of you dares to break the ice. Aren't you tired of it?"

Frey's eye twitched.

She took a deep breath, as if suppressing her emotions, and then said something unpleasantly.

"What do you know?"

"Oh, I don't understand?"

Vic raised an eyebrow, put down his glass, and asked.

"Then tell me your story."

Frey remained silent for a moment.

My gaze drifted to the window, where the sky was already tinged with the colors of dusk.

After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice softer than before.

"I'm just giving her time."

"time?"

Vic repeated the word.

Frey sighed softly, turned to look at Vic, and her expression became more serious.

“You know her well. Given her personality, she probably wanted to tell me everything a long time ago.”

"However, he also knew that once he confessed, it would be difficult for him to hide any longer, and Lilith's side would likely follow the clues to find us."

"He didn't say anything because he didn't want to involve me and Leila in danger; he wanted to handle it himself first."

After hearing this, Vic's smile faded, replaced by a thoughtful expression.

"So you just went along with his act?"

Frey nodded.

“If he wants to act, I'll act with him; if he wants to keep it a secret, I'll help him keep it a secret. When he feels the time is right, he'll naturally speak up.”

Vic immediately asked a question.

"What if he keeps refusing to say anything?"

"Then I'll wait for him."

Frey answered without hesitation.

Vic stared at her for several seconds, then slowly shook his head and let out a sigh that was hard to decipher.

"Tsk tsk tsk, you two are really something..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning in his tone was clear to everyone.

"Alright, you still haven't answered my question."

Frey didn't give him a chance to continue his lament. Her gaze sharpened again as she stared into Vic's eyes, her tone carrying a hint of scrutiny.

When did you find out who she was?

Vic chuckled, leaned back on the sofa, and put his hands behind his head.

"I knew it the first time I saw her."

Frey frowned slightly.

"That banquet?"

“Yes, you brought her with you on the day she came to the capital for Laila’s investiture ceremony. I felt something was off the moment I saw her.”

When Vic talked about this, his tone carried a smug "I'm awesome, aren't I?" vibe.

"You have no idea, her eyes, her expression, the way she speaks, and the way she looked at me—it's exactly the same as your husband's back then."

Frey was silent for a few seconds, her eyes flickering slightly.

"Then why didn't you tell me sooner?"

"Tell you?"

Vic tilted his head and looked at her with a "you're kidding me" expression.