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Winter is the harshest season in the north. The whistling cold wind is as sharp as a blade. It is difficult to break the frozen ice with a hammer. The land covered with ice and snow is almost impassable for any vehicle, not to mention the most deadly biting cold.

In the coldest time, take a cup of hot water out of the house, walk around the house, and pour it down. What drips down is the cold water mixed with rustling ice chips. It will not disperse when it falls to the ground, but will freeze into a small icicle.

In such terrible weather, want to do outdoor activities? That is definitely the birthday star hanging himself, and he is tired of living.

But outdoor activities can be done in the Void City. With the divine power barrier of His Majesty the Void Mask, the severe cold is blocked outside the barrier. Of course, it is not cold in the city, but the temperature is not so cold that people can't stand it. As long as you don't run around in summer clothes, even ordinary autumn clothes are enough to resist the cold for a short time. As for those who were wearing winter clothes, many of them couldn't help but take off some of them to avoid being too hot.

"December 25, the 20th year of the Republican calendar, sunny. The outdoor temperature is 5 degrees, the northeast wind is level 2, and the air quality is good." Cambronne picked up a pen and wrote this line at the top of the daily government record sheet, and then sent the record sheet to the archives.

As the on-duty staff of the Municipal Affairs Office this week, he had to get off work later than usual for six consecutive days, and he had to work overtime on weekends. And sending this record sheet to the archives for filing every day is an important part of the duty work.

After finishing the work, he packed up his things and came to the door of the Government Affairs Office. His wife, who had changed into casual clothes, was already waiting for him. Beside her, there was a rented carriage, and the driver was holding a picture album and looking at it with a smile, and he was quite oblivious to himself.

"Where are we going to eat today?" He asked with a smile.

"Prole Restaurant." Jane also smiled and replied, "Tomorrow is Beta Grill, and the day after tomorrow is Frog Prince Hotel."

"Ha, you are ready."

"Who told them to negotiate that one restaurant will have a special price every day until the celebration." Jane said with a smile, "Let's go quickly. Those low-end and mid-range restaurants are fine, but Prole Restaurant is a high-end restaurant. If you go too late, there will be no seats."

"I think even if we run now, there may be no seats..."

"Don't worry, I have already made a reservation before I came, and they said they will wait for us for half an hour."

Cambronne was relieved and took his wife's hand to get on the carriage next to him.

The coachman put away the picture album, gently waved the whip, and the strong packhorse pulled the carriage, clattering forward all the way.

Thanks to the flat roadside, the car went fast and steady, and soon arrived at the famous restaurant.

Without waiting for the coachman to put down the pedal, Cambronne jumped out of the car. As a knight with a formally registered status in the Knights of Tolerance, he could jump from three or four floors without any injury, and this height had no effect at all.

Seeing him standing next to the car door, Jane did not wait for the pedal, and jumped directly into his arms. He caught her steadily and held her in his arms.

"Am I a little heavier?" she asked.

"No, very light." Cambronne said, "I think you eat too little, which is not healthy."

"But eating too much will make you fat."

"What's the problem with being fat? Being a little fat is also cute!"

Seeing the two of them firing flash bombs as if no one was around, the young driver sighed and advised: "You two, don't show your love on the street! Also, can you take this bag, please? I still have to do business."

Cambronne hurriedly put his wife down, touched his nose and smiled awkwardly.

After taking their bags from the driver and paying the fare, the couple walked in with laughter. They said a few words to the receptionist at the door, reported their reservation number, and then the receptionist took them to the seats specially reserved for them, and ordered the kitchen to start preparing the dishes.

Just as they were about to walk to the back of the hall, Jane suddenly frowned slightly, turned around, and looked out the door.

"What's wrong?" Cambronne asked.

"It seems that someone is watching us." Jane said, "I don't know if it's my illusion."

"You are so beautiful, it's not strange at all that someone is watching you." Cambronne laughed, "Or maybe he is watching me, studying how this toad eats swan meat."

"What's 'swan meat'! I'm already old..."

"You are still very young, even if another hundred years pass, it will still be swan meat."

"Dried swan meat?"

"Dried swan meat is also very cute! It is the most suitable for dried toads!"

The two walked away with a smile, not taking what happened just now to heart.

At the same time, in a relatively quiet room, an old magician with his eyes closed took a deep breath, and finally let go of his worries.

"What a terrible intuition. I used magic to spy from a distance, but it was detected!" He opened his eyes again and said with some fear, "It is worthy of being a 'divine weapon'. Even if it is now in the form of a mortal, its status still exists."

"I have to be more careful to avoid irritating her. Otherwise, even if I escape to the ends of the earth, I am afraid I will not be able to escape death!"

"I think you think too much." A young man's voice suddenly sounded beside him, "Before considering escaping to the ends of the earth, you may have to spend a few years in prison. We in the Northwest Republic have always been very strict about espionage activities."

The magician was stunned, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch a ring, but before he could touch the ring that could instantly cast a life-saving spell, a gust of cold air hit his neck, making him stop immediately. He stopped the movement of his hands and stayed in place without daring to move.

"Very good, you made a wise decision to save your life." The air around him shook slightly, and the handsome legendary strong man Clitor appeared, and at the same time, the black man on the old magician's neck appeared. The sword was firmly held in Crito's hand. With just a slight push forward, it could pierce the spy's neck or even cut off his head.

Based on the sharpness of this high-level magic weapon, the latter may be more likely.

"I'm not a spy." The old magician did not look down on Crito because of his young appearance. Instead, he hurriedly explained, "I'm just curious about that woman..."

"Abduction and trafficking of women and children will result in ten years' imprisonment if the attempt is successful, and the death penalty if the attempt is successful. Repeat offenders will have their souls drawn out for further punishment." Klitto said expressionlessly.

"I didn't intend to kidnap her!" the old magician hurriedly shouted, "I just wanted to get a little divinity from her..."

Crito was stunned for a moment, looking at the old magician with increasingly unfriendly eyes.

"Murder," he said.

"No! You really made a mistake!" the old magician shouted anxiously.

"Don't be so loud. It's useless to tell me yes or no. You can save some energy to tell the judge." Crito said coldly, "By the way, let me tell you that the woman you are secretly planning is her husband. He is one of Void City’s legal advisors, and he usually works as a lawyer. I hope you won’t be so unlucky to meet him in court.”

"If you are really so unlucky, you will definitely be severely sentenced. Even though that Cambroner guy looks tall, he actually has a very small mind..."