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Valera turned her horse's head: "What does that have to do with me?

Everyone should know who I am.

Let's set off! It's getting late."

The reason Valera and Ortiz were communicating here was to confirm each other's attitudes.

Although Fabrice has been following Lorry, he is, after all, a Count, and he has so many people behind him.

No one knows when he will decide to go his own way.

Valera would never assume that both sides had the same attitude before the other side expressed their position.

It's just that Ortiz himself has a relatively straightforward personality. Although he still has the usual aristocratic style of speaking about one thing while meaning another, at least he won't repeatedly test the waters.

However, Valera originally intended to let Ortiz walk in the front.

Although she was already far ahead in terms of level, Ortiz was, after all, from the older generation.

Moreover, the Montes territory is, after all, a County.

However, Ortiz had no intention of accepting this. In his heart, Lorry's territory was the strongest in the North, and Valera should be in the lead.

Valera would only concede once.

Since Ortiz was willing to yield, she naturally took the lead.

Just after passing through the main gate of Hamilton City, Valera silently reached back and pulled the hood of her cloak over her head.

Really, it's so bright!

The sun in the Northern Lands in winter begins to slowly descend after three o'clock in the afternoon, so even if they set off early in the morning, they still arrived at Hamilton City before dusk.

However, the weak and powerless sunlight at dusk was now creating rays of light that were enough to drive people crazy.

Her eyes were going blind.

The knights following behind Valera all pulled down the goggles on their helmets... These lenses were originally designed to prevent looking at the snowy ground for a long time, but now they really saved everyone's lives.

No wonder those ordinary people who praised the castle were standing in the outer city.

After two walls, the damage was indeed reduced a lot.

Ortiz didn't plan to say it, but in the end, he couldn't help but say it under the glare of the light: "Did a white dragon gnaw on his brain?

Doesn't he know that snow reflects light!"

Valera looked up at the sky: "Maybe it will be better at night?"

"People from Hamilton are here." Ortiz, who wanted to continue cursing, gritted his teeth and suppressed his resentment.

In the past, Lyon's cyan-black castle was ordinary, but it was actually very conspicuous in winter.

But now, that gaudy castle, full of reflected light... it seems that you can't say it's not eye-catching enough.

It's just that it's so eye-catching that people want to smash that thing.

It's not to say that there are no fat people in the Northern Lands.

Every family has decadent members who don't have talent but don't want to work hard, don't want to get married and have children, and just want to mooch off the family.

But the people of the Northern Lands are naturally tall, and the women are all over 1.9 meters tall.

Mrs. Yagris, who was considered a tall girl in her own family, instantly became a petite girl after arriving in the Northern Lands.

Even if they wear more clothes because they are afraid of the cold, tall people are unlikely to have a ball-like feeling.

But this short, fat man was probably only 1.7 meters tall, and he was wearing a fur coat that reached his calves and thick long boots... Although he ran over, everyone felt that he was rolling.

"Sorry..." The fur ball, who finally arrived in front of the team, took a few breaths before continuing to apologize, "I am Bowen Holmes, the political officer of Hamilton.

I'm really sorry, I should have been waiting for your arrival in the outer city... Miss Valera, but I just... um?"

One of the people behind him grabbed the back collar of his fur coat and whispered Ortiz's identity.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah! Sorry, sorry! Great Knight Ortiz, I really didn't expect the two of you to arrive together.

Ah, no, no, I..."

After apologizing incoherently again and again, he finally organized his words: "Although this is indeed my incompetence, Baron Watson just brought a team of a hundred people, and I had to arrange accommodation for them, and there were not enough people in the outer city.

I'm not very good at recognizing people, please forgive my rudeness, Miss Valera, Great Knight Ortiz."

Valera looked back at Ortiz.

Ortiz couldn't control his instantly gloomy expression, and he didn't want to control it either.

The Watson family... can appear independent because the Montes family hopes to have a buffer in the conflict with the royal family.

This buffer can be the Watson family or the Woff family, but it is actually decided by the Montes family.

It's no problem for Baron Watson to come to see the new Border Lord, but it's not right to bring his family and arrive before them.

Normally speaking, except for the few small territories near the Hamilton family, and the few families that have publicly followed Earl Hamilton, everyone else should wait until the Green Maple Territory and the Montes Territory have made a move before taking action.

This is not only because of the strength of the Montes family, but also because this is the rule.

The strong go first has always been the principle of the nobles.

But confidants are certainly not within the scope of this rule.

Baron Watson, is he planning to completely defect to Earl Ezra!

Valera thought for a while and still asked Bowen Holmes: "What? Did Baron Watson come suddenly?"

Bowen Holmes grabbed the fur hat he had just taken off, and a strange look appeared on his white, fat face: "Our Earl doesn't know about this.

Arranging for me to stay in the outer city was originally to welcome you, Miss Valera.

Although the arrival of Great Knight Ortiz was a bit unexpected, the Earl also explained that the Montes Territory would send someone to arrive after Miss Valera."

The chubby Bowen Holmes looked at Ortiz with his sparkling little eyes: "Our Earl really didn't expect that Earl Montes would send such a big figure like you to Hamilton.

Although we are not border soldiers, our Earl, who comes from the army, admires the professional ethics of the Montes knights very much, and never thought of wasting your time on such a trivial matter."

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"How can you say it's a waste?" Ortiz couldn't help but laugh, "Earl Ezra is originally a model for the army."

Bowen Holmes immediately put on a smiling face: "Hehe~ Respected knights will always cherish each other!"

Valera gave this new Hamilton political officer a high score in her heart.

Bowen Holmes may not be as capable as his predecessor Yuri, but he perfectly meets Earl Ezra's needs.

That Great Knight, who is used to controlling everything, only needs subordinates who can help him deal with interpersonal relationships.

He doesn't need someone who will make decisions for him.

Such a second-in-command may seem like anyone can do it, but... it's difficult to do it for a long time.

From Bowen Holmes's tone, it can be heard that he has obviously been by Ezra's side for a long time, handling these interpersonal network problems for him.

Being flustered, talking nonsense, and stuttering can also be a perfect persona.

A smiling, flattering, white, fat man is indeed quite advantageous in this regard.

Even if his little eyes are not as big as a mouse's, he still looks cute and silly.

No wonder Ortiz, who clearly hated that castle, softened his tone.

Of course, it is also possible that his hatred has shifted to Baron Watson.

Watson?

Valera looked up at the direction of the castle before lowering her head to look at the fat man: "Mr. Bowen Holmes, is it?

Please arrange for us a residence that does not directly face the castle, I prefer a quieter place.

Knight Ortiz..."

"I'm the same as Valera!" Ortiz quickly shifted his attention and opened his mouth decisively.

Bowen Holmes smiled awkwardly: "That... that... the castle... that crystal outer wall, will be very beautiful at night."

"I'm old and prefer a quiet sleep." Valera stared at him and lied seriously.

Bowen Holmes was stunned for a moment before immediately straightening his body: "Ah~ There is a good place, Miss Valera, you will definitely be satisfied."

Ortiz completely ignored the fact that the other party only mentioned Valera 'unintentionally' and leisurely followed behind on his horse.

"It's indeed very beautiful, and they planted Green Maple trees." Ortiz looked at the expressionless Valera and asked curiously, "What's wrong? Valera, isn't this quite to your liking?"

Hamilton, the Hamilton of the past, who would plant Green Maple trees in their own home?

Not to mention, the person who planted these trees, who originally wanted her saplings, also used to show off his success to her.

"This is Millian's home." Valera said coldly.

Even old people like Ortiz knew the story of these two people. He couldn't help but move, and the horse under him instantly took a big step back.

"Are you, is this intentional? Mr. Bowen Holmes.

Moreover, even if Swordsman Millian leaves Hamilton, his home will not be taken back, right?

There's no such thing!"

Although Valera didn't say anything, she still had subordinates who could speak.

Bowen Holmes wiped his sweat awkwardly: "Baron Watson..."

"You wouldn't want to say that the Watson family occupied the place that was prepared for our Miss Valera, would you?" The knight asked very sharply, "Baron Watson, does he have the guts?"

"I did arrange their home on the edge of the guest house, but Baron Watson also brought children!" Bowen Holmes roared helplessly, "A bunch of children who run, jump, and scream! How dare I arrange Miss Valera in that area!"

The knight froze on the spot.

Although this was very speechless, it was very true.

If it were him, he wouldn't want to live next to a bunch of children.