Galt was sitting on the cowhide sofa, holding a wine bottle in one hand and the armrest of the sofa in the other, with a melancholy look on his face.
The past few days of "fighting" had made him exhausted. He had already prepared for Villanelle. However, after getting in touch with her over the past few days, Galt found that this woman was unusual and difficult to deal with.
She seems to be "invulnerable", and her face always has a cold and frosty look. This may be related to her identity - the Kislev Frost Witch. The more powerful her spells, the more cold and heartless her heart and emotions become.
However, according to Galt's observation, this woman does not seem to be like this. Her attitude towards Snow Queen Dennis is very enthusiastic, and she is also good to the maids around her, but when it comes to herself, she always looks cold.
But to say that she is cold and impolite is not true. She is always like that, polite to you, and keeps a distance that is neither far nor close. Galt thought about the contact in the past few days, and whenever he and this witch They were chatting happily and when they were about to have further contact, Villanelle shut herself out with a lukewarm attitude. It was like an invisible wall that shut out all men who tried to get close to her. .
Galt was very upset. He never drank alcohol and lay on the sofa, drinking sip after sip. In the past, there was no woman in the empire that he could not conquer, not to mention the daughters of common people, even those noble women. It can also be easily taken down.
They are either obsessed with their appearance, or obsessed with their talents, or they are simply looking for excitement and comfort. In short, many times, even women take the initiative to throw themselves into their arms, and many of them have beautiful faces and figures.
However, in this wild northern country, an ordinary noble woman stumped him.
"Gelt, the greatest alchemist of Kislev."
Outside the living room, the voice of Administrative Minister Alves sounded.
The little dwarf dragged his two tiny legs and slowly walked towards the Archmage step by step.
Galt was too tired to get up to greet him, so he just motioned for Alves to sit down wherever he wanted.
"I know what you're thinking, wizard."
The dwarf walked up to Galt and sat down with a smirk on his face. He took the wine bottle from the mage's hand, picked up an empty wine glass from the table, and filled it up for himself.
"I have told you before, Villanelle is not an ordinary woman."
As he said that, Alves sat directly on the wooden table and made a toast gesture. He behaved as if they had been friends for many years.
Of course, years don't count, but friends do.
Ever since the alchemist was taken under the command of Lord Rhodes, Alvis, as the "Grand Steward", has taken great care of this young outsider.
"Of course she is not ordinary. She is a witch. I have never been in love with a witch before."
Galt muttered drunkenly. His words were filled with annoyance and frustration.
Of course, all this was seen by Alves, or in other words, as the general manager, he had already guessed all this.
"The question is not whether Villanelle is a witch or an ordinary person, but her identity and special experiences."
Alves said, with a smile on his lips. To Galt, this seemed a bit proud, as if the little dwarf knew the witch well.
He indeed knew everything. He followed Rhodes all the way south from Black Hammer Castle, defeated the Vampire Queen, and purged the palace forces. No one knew the inside story of Kislev better than Alves.
"Let's talk about it, don't make it too exciting."
Galt was frustrated.
"Villanelle is different from other women. First of all, it is her identity. I have told you a long time ago that she is the Snow Queen's closest friend, best friend, and the daughter of the great lord of the South, Marquis Valerian. That's it.
Her dual identity has caused many people to have certain illusions about her. Before you, many young nobles from Kislev expressed their love for her. However, none of these young talents succeeded."
As Geert listened carefully, Alves talked eloquently——
"This is not because Villanelle is cold, but because she has long been disillusioned with worldly love. She has experienced a miserable marriage, you know this."
Galite nodded and drank red wine even more depressedly.
"Every girl longs for perfect love and marriage when she is young. However, reality always gives them a painful blow. Villanelle originally had a happy family. However, the former Tsar Pavel coveted her beauty.
, seizing her by force, this incident caused an uproar in the entire palace, almost everyone knew it, and became the trigger of the palace coup. Her husband could not accept such a cruel reality and divorced her. From then on, Villanelle
I suffered from serious heart problems."
Alves took a sip of wine and continued -
"This kind of blow is cruel and even fatal to every woman. Villanelle's aloofness comes from this. She was originally an optimistic and cheerful girl, with a smile on her face every day.
Acquaintances always have endless topics to talk about. However, the ravages of time made her lose her innocence and shattered her most beautiful dream."
"Later, she saw clearly the people who pursued her. These men did not really love her, but only pursued her to gain status. Villanelle knew this very well. So, she looked around coldly
She keeps a close distance from other people in everything, but in fact, she knows it better than anyone else."
Galt listened and nodded thoughtfully.
"So, to get close to this woman, you can't use conventional means."
Alves cleared his throat and changed the topic -
"In the words of Rhodes, you have to play hard to get."
"What's the meaning?"
Geert narrowed his eyes and stared at the little dwarf in front of him. The latter also narrowed his eyes and stared at the alchemist in front of him.
"Simply put, you have to hide your purpose."
"Actually, your experience is quite tortuous, right?"
Alves then asked——
"Not as good as her."
Geert smiled bitterly.
"But, again, with a sense of tragedy. Your father's generation can be regarded as a famous aristocrat in Reich. Unfortunately, in your generation, the family has declined and has become a destitute aristocrat in name only. Because of this, in Altdorf, you
The road to education and development has become extremely bumpy. In fact, during those years in the empire, you did not enjoy the benefits that the imperial nobles deserved at all. On the contrary, like those low-level knights, you relied on your own hard work to succeed.
I climbed up bit by bit, but still couldn't get past the invisible barrier."
"Before coming to Kislev, you suffered from the cold looks from others and the rejection from your peers. You have silently endured these experiences. Although these experiences are nothing, however, this experience is different from Villanelle's experience.
It's essentially the same. We can make a fuss from here, and all stories can be rendered and processed. Those heroic deeds may not necessarily be as earth-shattering as described in history books, but after rendering and processing, they become word of mouth.
True history.”
"That's what you have to do."
Alves said.
"So, what's the purpose of exaggerating my unbearable past?"
Galt frowned and asked.
"You are a smart man. When it comes to this matter, can't you guess it?"
Alves gave a wicked smile.
Galt suddenly became enlightened.
"People who share the same disease will definitely have more topics to talk about."
Alves pointed out with a smile.
"The purpose is the same, but there are thousands of roads, why do we have to go straight? We can also achieve our goal by taking a detour. It just takes a little longer."
Alves smiled evilly and filled the mage opposite him with wine.
"Done..."
"Wait……"
Galt still looked sad——
"But a lie is a lie after all. What if Villanelle realizes it one day?"
The mage asked with a depressed look.
"Are you stupid? Child. What is your purpose?"
Alves immediately asked back.
"Marry Villanelle."
Galt answered blurtly.
"Isn't that right? When you give birth to a child with her, will it be too late for her to regret it?"
"Besides, whether she will regret it or not is another matter. Maybe a few years of getting along with her has made her emotionally dependent on you. She may even forgive you for your white lies."
"Besides, who knows what the truth is? Do you think Villanelle won't hide anything from you?"
Alves' question left Galt speechless for a moment...