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Felissa didn't expect this, and felt a little emotional for a moment.

"I was just taking advantage of the situation," Felissa sighed. "Those wounded soldiers who were discharged from the army were injured while defending us. They should do something."

But I didn't expect it to be repaid to her.

This is always a good thing, whether it is for her, Cliff City, or even the human race.

However, the nameless lady was keenly aware of something. She squinted her eyes slightly, her gaze moved quietly around Durant and Felissa, and then asked Durant to stay for dinner.

Durant agreed, but said not to cause too much trouble, as he would rush back to Nannuo in the afternoon.

The unknown lady asked Felissa to entertain Durant, and then she went to the kitchen to take a look.

Of course, this is just an excuse for Felissa to talk to Durant alone.

As soon as the unknown lady left, Durant returned to Felissa's familiar look. He smiled frivolously: "Are you surprised to see me?"

Felissa ignored Durant's words. Not following his train of thought was the correct way to respond: "Please convey my gratitude to Senior Nannuo when you go back."

Durant suppressed the smile on his face and lightly reminded Felissa: "This is my suggestion. Nannuo would never think of this."

Nannuo is a very standard nobleman. He will not arbitrarily interfere in the affairs of other lords' territories. If he thinks there is anything wrong with the unknown baron's guards, he will communicate with the unknown baron and ask them to make corrections.

, rather than directly intervening like this.

Only the wild Durant can do this kind of thing.

Nannuo didn't even think about it. The unknown baron's territory was in such a state of ruin. It was impossible for them to improve their combat power.

Felicia responded kindly: "Thank you too."

Although the thank you was very perfunctory, Durant did not pursue it.

In short, his goal was achieved.

Durant said goodbye and left after lunch. Before Felissa could celebrate sending away a plague god, she heard her mother ask: "What is your relationship with Mr. Durant?"

Sure enough, my mother asked.

Felissa sighed: "That's the relationship you see."

Seeing her mentioning Durant's frank appearance, the nameless lady knew that her relationship with Durant was just an ordinary one.

"Don't you like him?"

Felissa asked back: "Do you like him?"

The nameless lady thought about it carefully and replied seriously: "I don't think I like it."

Felicia was speechless. She originally just wanted to shut up the unknown lady and had no intention of forcing her to answer.

She originally thought this topic could be ended.

"I don't like Durant as a colleague," but Mrs. Anonymous continued to comment, "but I don't have a bad feeling about him as a person."

Durant likes to take the wrong approach too much, and he will come up with a plot every minute, but Nannuo can suppress him. Nannuo will listen to many of Durant's suggestions and refer to them, but most of the time he will not adopt them.

Overall, there was nothing bad about Durant, and she could see that Durant seemed to be particularly interested in her daughter.

Felissa has also reached this age.

"Mother," Felissa sighed, "I don't mean that to Mr. Durant."

Of course Mrs. Anonymous could see it, but she didn't take it seriously: "Get in touch more, Mr. Durant is not a bad person."

Urgent marriage is an eternal topic, no matter where in the world you are.

Felissa thought about it for a moment, and decided to show her cards to Mrs. Nameless, otherwise this topic would never get around in the future.

She held her heart and smiled slightly: "Mother, I still have an agreement with another person."

The blood contract is the contract between her and Azarez. It is the most profound contract in the world, because this contract connects the lives of both parties.

The nameless lady was stunned for a moment, and then she understood what Felissa meant, and her eyes suddenly turned sharp: "Who is it?"

She is not against her daughter having a partner of her own choice, but the person she has made an agreement with has not appeared for more than a year, and has not even spoken a word. It is difficult not to make people suspect that the other person just wants to play with her daughter.

Felissa shook her head: "I can't say."

Her cover-up made Mrs. Wuming think about the bad things even more. She couldn't help but wonder if her decision to send her daughter to the royal city was really the right one.

What is it about that person that makes my daughter so obsessed with him? He cannot even be mentioned.

Once you start imagining this thing, you will involuntarily think about worse things.

Seeing Mrs. Wuming's face getting more and more ugly, Felicia knew that Mrs. Wuming would not give up until she explained the matter clearly. However, the matter of the blood contract must not be discussed, so she could only say in a vague way: "Don't

I asked him, but he didn’t know if he would be alive to see me again.”

She smiled lightly, and there was indescribable sadness and helplessness in her smile. When looking at such a smile, the nameless lady couldn't press any further.

What happened to her child? There is only one situation for a person who does not know life or death and cannot be mentioned - he has a special mission. Think about it again, Felicia has entered Fred's circle.

It's not surprising that she would meet such an unmentionable person.

Mrs. Wuming took a deep breath and suppressed the astringency in her eyes: "Then you, are you just going to wait like this? What if he dies?"

Although she is unwilling to hurt her daughter's heart with such assumptions, as a mother, she must ask these questions clearly. If her daughter has any paranoid or obsessive thoughts, even hitting her will wake her up.

She only has one child, and she wants Felissa to be happy instead of waiting for someone who doesn't know whether she will come back. This is her simplest wish as a mother.

"If he dies, I will know," Felicia said. "As for how I know, I hope you don't ask. I can't say more. But don't worry, although I will indeed be sad, I won't do anything.

Anything stupid, because he also hopes that I can live well."

Having said that, Mrs. Wuming really couldn't continue to ask any more questions. If she asked any more questions, she would start an argument. Mrs. Wuming didn't want to irritate Felissa any more.

She stood up and prepared to calm down her emotions, but after taking a few steps, she finally couldn't hold it back. She stopped and looked back at Felicia: "Have you ever thought that there would be a good outcome?"

When Felissa talks about him, she always has a sense of sadness, and you can feel her pessimism.

This speculation made Mrs. Wuming even more heartbroken, but what made her find it hard to breathe even more was that Felissa nodded slowly: "Yes, so I thought, at least we can get together and get away."

A fruitless relationship is like a moth flying into the flame.