The fact that Duke Lorenzo was going to meet with the Dragon leader Lailiel in the Imperial City and arrange a wedding had become a hot topic among the residents of the Imperial City in recent days. Naturally, everyone could not believe that Duke Lorenzo actually agreed to the request for marriage - people believed that it was a trick of the Dragon Clan, a trick to take Duke Lorenzo's life; some people also said that maybe the Dragon Clan really wanted to rely on marriage to ensure that Elima would not attack the Secret City again?

  Even though Elima won a great victory, how could the hatred between the Dragon Clan and the Elima people be eliminated so easily? The majority of people hold conspiracy theories.

  There were many different opinions at the time, but Cesare was very relaxed. He didn't have to fight, and the Knights Templar were mostly busy ensuring law and order in the city, so he gradually became freer.

  Duke Hazaro and his entourage had arrived at the Imperial City of Elima yesterday. To celebrate their safe return, Duke Hazaro invited several captains of the Knights Templar and Cesare to have dinner at Hazaro's house in three days.

  For Hasaro, it was a blessing to be able to return safely. Another thing was that Lancer and Lindsay's wedding had been blessed by the Pope and would be held before the New Year.

  Duke Lorenzo, who was not wearing military uniform, saw several dukes in the Pope's Hall today. He greeted Duke Hasaro first, and then saw Duke Longnika. He sincerely congratulated the two on becoming relatives. Then he saw Duke Fumer and Duke Innihart who were late, and asked with a smile, "I heard that Kahn is going to marry the Mingxia Empire?"

  "Yes, this matter is presided over by the Pope, and we will set off in a week for next summer." said Duke Innihart, who was assigned to lead the team.

  "I'm so happy for you, Duke Fumer." Cesare greeted him elegantly.

  "No, no, this is a matter of national interests over personal feelings." Duke Fumer said, "My son is incompetent and cannot go forward to kill the enemy and fight. I can only make some contributions to Elima in this matter."

  The men smiled knowingly, and no one was willing to break the delicate atmosphere.

  This thing will definitely not succeed, Cesare thought, looking at Duke Fumer.

  However, he had contacted the informant arranged in Mingxia recently, but the other party had not responded to any of his messages. He had completely lost contact with Mingxia. What happened? Cesare was somewhat worried.

  Duke Fumer... This man seemed to be born with a hostility towards him. Cesare thought, but he couldn't figure out why. If his son married the girl named Jasmine, Cesare thought, the girl he had seen in the military camp, he knew that she was the emperor's daughter of Mingxia. What if he found Qu Fuer?

  He intuitively didn't want this marriage to succeed. Besides, he remembered that Princess Mingxia already had a man who was in love with her.

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  Only a few months had passed, but the roads and deserted villages that she had walked on had changed. Qu Fuer rode on a camel horse and looked at the deserted village where she had once been stationed.

  She was surprised to find that the deserted village was already inhabited. She wondered if the people who had fled had returned because the war had subsided. It was already dark. She got off her horse and walked to the door of a house and asked, "Excuse me, can I borrow your woodshed?"

  The woman who was collecting firewood at the door nodded and said, "Sure. The firewood is cold. I have an empty room at the back of my house. If you don't mind, you can stay there."

  Qu Fuer thanked him quickly, "The war is over, right?" When she left, the war was still in a stalemate, but now, it seems that everything has calmed down.

  "Yes," the woman called to her children, "bring these firewood to Dad." She wiped her hands on the apron in front of her skirt. "You are from the East? The war is over long ago. We won."

  "That's great!" Qu Fuer smiled. She tied up the horse and followed the woman into the house. Elima was so cold in winter. She was almost at Bear City. Once she reached Bear City, she would be closer and closer to the Imperial City. "Is the pass of Bear City open too?"

  "It's open. Little girl, you don't know, but a few days ago the Imperial City sent nobles to negotiate with the Dragon Clan. It is said that they want to trade with them. So you see, we have all returned to the village. This place will soon become the main route for trade with the Dragon Clan."

  "Trade?" Qu Fuer asked in surprise, "You actually agreed to trade with the Dragon Clan?"

  "Yes, not only that, it is said that our Knight Commander is going to marry the leader of the Dragon Clan." The peasant woman spread her hands, "I don't know what the Dragon Clan thinks, but I always feel that this is a conspiracy."

  "Are you talking about Duke Lorenzo?" Qu Fuer asked softly.

  "Yes, that's him." The peasant woman nodded.

  Qu Fuer felt a little jealous. She thought she no longer cared, but when she heard that person's name, she realized that she still cared.

  She had grown up a little, and her hair had grown a lot longer. Qu Fuer wondered if she could meet him again one day, maybe one day, if she returned to the imperial city. Her martial arts had improved a lot, and if he saw her, would he praise her a little? She saw herself in the window, and then imitated the girls' favorite posture, pinning her hair behind her ears with her hands, revealing the beautiful lines of her neck.

  Even though they were so close, intimate, and harmonious in the past, they are now just strangers who don't know what each other is doing.

  Cesare sat in a rocking chair, rocking it intermittently.

  Just now the Pope sent someone to tell him that the Blade Palace has already set a date for the meeting. The Dragon woman was really quick to decide, and the meeting will be in five days.

  He stood up suddenly as if he remembered something, walked to the cloakroom, opened a cabinet, reached out and rummaged through the clothes, and then found a soft robe among the layers of clothes. It was the most commonly worn soft robe among the nobles, washed and hung among Cesare's clothes.

  There were just a few brown spots on the soft robe that couldn't be washed off.

  Cesare reached out and touched it, then stopped. He felt that this was probably how his life would be. Fu'er went to Mingxia. When he pretended to be careless and asked the informant Mingxia if there was any movement, the other party told him that everything was fine and she had her own princess mansion.

  All is well that is well.

  Cesare thought.

  He looked at the robe, feeling somewhat glad that he had been forced to have a relationship with this girl. But the joy was fleeting. At first, he just thought that the relationship might become a weapon to overthrow Duke Fumer in the future. Now he finally realized that he was wrong and that he was the one who was trapped.

  He knew that there was no possibility for him and Qu Fuer anymore, so he was particularly happy when he accepted the marriage alliance with the Dragon Clan. Since he couldn't get what he wanted, it didn't matter who the other person was.