In the carriage, Vared chatted with Anne casually. But his thoughts were all immersed in memories. He recalled the time he spent with Tracy last night.

Although the time took a little longer, at least there was no regret in the end. Valed and Trish confessed to each other and confirmed their relationship. Then they were out of control. Before they could even reach the bedroom, they hugged and kissed each other in the hall. Valed's virgin body, who had been fourteen years and Trish's virgin body, had been broken into each other forty-two years.

It's just a pity. Vared was leaving the next day. Although Trish decided to quit his teacher's job at dawn and instead applied to serve on the southern border. However, it took several weeks to go through the review procedures. So he couldn't continue to be with Vared.

"It's better if you don't come... The Gentleman is a hero's tomb. This time I go to the border, but there is something big to do." Vared comforted himself over and over again. But the effect didn't seem to be very good. The days after departure were very dull. He didn't pay much attention to Anne's conversation with him, which made the Blood Dragon Knight of Abel Hracin very angry.

“Meow…”

"Speak human words."

“Meow…”

"...Okay, sorry I know you're too young. It's really hard for you to speak."

Vared said this while gently stroked his pet cat... Well, or the magic pet, the smooth silk-like fluff on the back of the spirit cat Elsa.

Elsa, who is only eight years old, has been weaned. Although she has not systematically learned the Southern Common Language, she can only meow. But it is enough to let Vared go on a long journey.

But this little guy is a little naughty, and is a little smarter than ordinary cats. If he is not careful, he will run away without seeing it. He can't see it for hours or hours. This gives Valed a headache. He thinks in his heart, if he throws this cat into a wilderness, her mother will not have to eat it raw.

So Valed had to look at her day and night, hold her in her arms and rub her. Speaking of such a cute little animal, it feels surprisingly good to rub it. This is not a chore. Just treat it as adding fun to the journey.

Five days passed like this. Vared took his fiancée, maid and pets, and there were two classmates who graduated from the same period and members of the Blood Brotherhood. About three carriages were used in daily necessities, a company of Blood Holy Grail Knights and the Six Hundred Tomb Guards, and they arrived at the largest fortress on the southern border, the Lord of the Lord.

Once upon a time, during the heyday of the Dwarf Kingdom, a solid fortress built by the dwarves has now become one of the most important military cities in southern Sylvania. Although the southern line is not as good as the Eastern and Northern lines, it borders the hostile Sigma Empire and the Dwarf Kingdom. Its importance is slightly worse. However, because of the continuous infiltration of bandits, thieves, adventurers and green skins, a large number of troops were also arranged in southern Sylvania.

As the largest and most powerful fortress on the southern border of Sylvania, the Lord Fort is stationed in a total of fifty vampire nobles and more than 10,000 undead troops. Distributed on the southern border, hundreds of other patrols under the jurisdiction of Count Castein, and nearly 10,000 troops are also transferred to the Lord Fort - the southern garrison general under Count Castein, and the residence of the uncle Orr of Vared is here.

When Vared's convoy arrived five kilometers from the Main Ferret, he met the troops who came to welcome them. Four squads of skeleton cavalry and one squad of black knights were dressed in gorgeous burqas for inspection, and were led by three vampire knights. The instructions showed that Vared and his group were welcomed by General Orr.

Before this, Valed had made preparations and knew that this was the tradition of the border military region. Whenever a new recruit joined the army, there would be such a welcome ceremony. It was not specially prepared for him. So he accepted it calmly. It was just... Seeing that the welcome people were two men and one woman, but they did not have their own sister Isabella. Valed vaguely felt something was wrong.

If she really followed her attitude towards herself a few years ago, a few years ago, before joining the army, she would probably have to come over to see her in advance. As for her turn to be on duty, patrol or have other tasks, Valed didn't believe it.

So after greeting the three vampire officers, Vared asked directly: "Where is my sister Isabella? Why not come?"

As a result, the three vampire officers looked at each other, smiling bitterly and not talking.

"Is there something wrong, so can't I come?" Vared continued.

However, the three vampire officers still smiled bitterly at Valed and refused to speak. One of the three people was a member of the Blood Brotherhood. Valed stared at him. He was so tired that he still dared not answer, but just told Valed and said, "You will know after you go." Valed was inexplicably.

Vared nodded to the officers and said, "Then we won't waste time, go to the fortress. After I have met General Orr, I will go to see my sister." The three vampire officers then breathed a sigh of relief and led the way forward. Vared into the fortress. Then two of the officers took Vared's luggage carriage to the barracks to help arrange the arrangements. Vared took Anne with him, led by another officer, to the military command of the fortress.

General Orr is 242 years old this year with a well-proportioned figure. But his temperament is not like a general, but rather a scholar. However, Vared dare not underestimate this clan uncle. He can struggle from the army for so many years, and when he was so young (he was over 200 and very young in the eyes of vampires), he became a general who guarded the side and held real power. Naturally, he could not be a mediocre person.

In fact, before this, Vared had also collected information and heard people talk about this general. Although he was young and in a high position, he had a very gentle personality and tended to be conservative in military theory. At the same time, he was also a general who was very good at garrison. It was indeed the most appropriate to be a garrison general in the Southern Military Region. After nearly sixty years of mastering the Southern Military Region, he did do a big thing - a big thing that makes people laugh and cry.

While guarding the southern border like an iron barrel, he also negotiated with the unpredictable border princes in the south without any discouragement and wooed them. He repeatedly lobbled Vared's father. In addition, the role of the Green Skin Invasion War at that time made Sylvania not want to establish too many enemies. So this big thing was finally done by him.

That is to contact the twelve princes and dukes with the greatest powers of the border princes and sign an equal armistice treaty with them, and completely end the hundreds of years of war and hostility between the two sides.

This was an incredible thing for Sylvania, who was generally martial, advocated expansionism, and believed that vampires should rule the world - among them, there was a pacifist! The rareness of such things was comparable to the fact that mice married cats!

However, in the next twenty years, Sylvania also realized the benefits of this treaty. In the face of widespread blockade, there was a country willing to communicate with Sylvania. It was as commendable as opening a window in a closed house. Almost all of Sylvania's commercial activities took place through the Prince's border as a transit station. Just like the smuggling merchants Vared possessed.

Trade and trade brought huge benefits to Sylvania. A relatively peaceful border can also allow Sylvania to devote troops and attention to the more important western and eastern borders. This can be said to be a very good ending. It is also a good thing for the princes of the border. Although these poor places are not produced in mortal areas, there is very little goods that can be bought and sold.

But Silvania in the north, Arabi and Tyriar in the south had to pass here if they wanted to trade. Tolls alone were a great benefit. Moreover, the stability of the northern border also gave the border princes enough energy and troops to deal with the greens in the southeast and the bandits in the territory...

This ending can be said to be a joy to everyone. The only loss is that it is not so easy for officers on the southern border to be promoted...
Chapter completed!