While Su Wen was analyzing this matter, he slowly turned the page of the book in his hand to the next page.

He liked the peaceful and gentle atmosphere very much, especially the beautiful view of the courtyard of the Duke's Manor in the middle of the mountain.

In the courtyard, the snow has not completely melted, but the sky has cleared up, giving it an extremely lofty and lonely temperament.

It’s early spring in Moscow,

only,

Compared with the gentle spring in Jiangnan, China, this place is more like a northern city that has not completely gotten rid of the cold winter.

However, even in such a season, this garden is still so beautiful that it makes people enchanted.

There are still some incompletely melted snowflakes hanging on some tall trees, and they sparkle with crystal light under the sunlight.

And among the low bushes, there are various small flowers with bright colors hidden. They bloom proudly in the cold wind, as if showing their tenacity and beauty to the world.

It can be seen that

It can indeed be said that the place has been taken care of without any flaws.

However, just as he was casually flipping through the books and relaxing, I don't know how much time had passed. Princess Angelia, who had finished handling her official duties, had already walked gently to his side.

She was wearing an exquisite white dress, and the hem of the skirt swayed gently with her steps. She really looked like a real princess in the north.

that's all,

Angelia, with a reserved and noble temperament, gently sat down on the chair next to Su Wen.

only,

When she thinks about what happened just now, she always blames herself:

"Mr. Rhine, I have always believed that Moscow, and even the entire Russian Federation and the entire earth's civilization, will make greater progress in the future.

But now,

I really have some doubts."

Having said this, Angelia paused slightly, then she lowered her head slightly and continued:

"Can I really do this?

Can I really shoulder the responsibility of Archduke Christopher?

During this period of time, I have seen too many nobles treating themselves as moths hiding behind their donors.

They forget the honor and responsibility of the nobility, and only know how to enjoy themselves and squander money.

They even used the blood of poor people as food, drained their corpses, and refused to let go until the last trace of grease was squeezed out.

I don't want to be one of them,

But at this critical moment,

But I still need to rely on you, and I need to feel at ease after you put forward a comprehensive plan.

I'm so bad."

only,

When he heard the self-blame in her words, Su Wen understood and shook his head.

After all, this incident should have been handled by her personally, and it was a critical time point for her to grow.

It's what I did wrong.

So he squatted down slightly, then looked directly into Angelia's slightly lowered delicate eyes and said gently:

"If it comes to this,

Then let me tell you a story:

Once upon a time, there was a little boy whose parents were often away from home because of work.

He was often alone in such a big house. So, whenever night fell, the only sound echoing in the empty house was his own footsteps, and he learned to fill his lonely time with books and imagination.

But because his parents were not around for a long time, the children in the town began to point fingers at him, and sometimes even deliberately provoke him.

Then do you know what he did next?"

he asked gently,

But until this moment, Angelia finally felt that his words finally seemed to have some completely unusual tenderness.

That is the real him, not the savior named Rhine.

So the princess shook her head slightly but seemed to realize something.

But just next, Su Wen gave the final answer:

"He took the iron rod from his home, wrapped a cloth strip outside, picked the time when the children were alone, and knocked them all to the ground one by one.

Even when the group of children behind wanted to surround him, he would always pick the leader to fight. Even if his head was bleeding and his teeth were knocked out, he would still fight tooth for tooth and blood for blood.

Implement the concept to the end.

If you can't beat them to scare them, then beat them until they are almost dead and then ask them this question.

Since then,

He became the boss of this small circle, and no one dared to look up at him anymore.

This is what I have experienced.

angelia,

Such is life.

You can't be afraid. When you feel lonely and want to retreat, the more you feel like this, the less you can retreat. Instead, tell yourself that you have done a good job.

Look at them, look at those peepers who only dare to hide in the dark.

I can tell you clearly that they are more scared than you!"

Speaking of which,

Su Wen did not continue telling the story. Instead, he answered another question from Angelia:

"As for the so-called glory that belongs to the 'nobles' you just mentioned.

As Tolstoy once wrote in "War and Peace"

(I, Pierre Bezukhov, was once a noble son who only knew pleasure, but the artillery fire of the war and the suffering of the people awakened me.

It also made me realize that a true noble should not just be satisfied with personal comfort, but should have the courage to take responsibility and fight for the future of the country and the happiness of the people.

This responsibility, like a heavy cross, makes my steps difficult, but it also allows my soul to ascend to heaven.}

That's right,

The name of nobility is both glory and shackles.

But I hope you can be happy,

I hope that the girl I once met, who was not yet called Archduke Christopher, will be happy.

Angelia, true happiness should never be in chains.

only,

We live in this world, we make up this world, and we will naturally be involved in the countless trajectories of this world.

So you don’t need to feel any pressure,

And me."

Hearing him say this,

Angelia burst into tears. She subconsciously wiped the unstoppable tears from her eyes, and then lowered her head:

"You said these words, you...

I didn't cry.

real,

Don't look."

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Time passed slowly like this, the sun set, the stars came out, and night fell quietly.

The lights in the courtyard gradually turned on, adding a bit of warmth and romance to this beautiful manor, but also completely covering up the daytime interludes with the starry night.

Rest time is always extremely short.

From now on,

Night is the main stage of the Night Watch.

The night was dark, and the streets of Moscow were filled with an indescribable atmosphere of tension.

And Julis stood in the shadow of the highest point of an ancient and solemn church. Her eyes were slightly closed, but countless voices were clearer in her ears:

"Sifana,

How is the infiltration plan going?"

Hearing what she said, the third-level disguise master who was directly under Angelia and at the same level as her was currently leaning in the control room at the center of a nuclear crisis.

"What does infiltration mean?"

A man slowly fell down behind Sifana, and his figure was even quietly twisted by Sifana into an invisible shield.

But obviously,

In order to prevent triggering the death trigger, he just entered a state of suspended animation.

Immediately afterwards, Sifana's figure perfectly copied his appearance:

"I'm afraid you don't know,
Chapter completed!