Under the temptation of showing off his horses and horses, Karl joined his banner without hesitation, working for him front and back.
During their short stay here for a few days, Wayne and Chris jointly designed a draft of a simple small manor, and with the help of Sanchez and Carl, they hired a group of local workers to build it. After leveling the land and re-planning, the construction work is proceeding in an orderly manner.
Although Wayne didn't say much, Chris still took the initiative to accompany him to visit the cemetery of his biological parents.
She treats every detail with a very serious and meticulous attitude. Maybe in Chris's heart, because of her existence, this unknown little place also has some special meaning.
The sun poured out along the edge of the clouds, displaying brilliant colors.
At noon, the two of them were sitting and lying on the lawn hillside in an inconspicuous manner. A slightly dazzling light penetrated Chris's hair, casting mottled shadows on Wayne's face.
Wayne gently raised his hand and brushed the ends of her slightly curled hair to block the too strong glare coming from the sky. .
"Let's leave tomorrow."
Chris was a little surprised when he heard this, "So fast?"
"It has been delayed for a long time. If I don't leave, I might not be able to catch up with the school affairs."
Chris doesn’t know yet that the Holy See will send people to come for exchanges and studies. Wayne didn't think about how to tell her that he wanted to go to the Holy See to further his studies, and there was Song Li...
Thinking of the mess in the royal capital, Wayne sighed.
The hillside was quiet for a while, and there was only the faint fragrance of the flowers and plants in the breeze.
"Wayne, do you hate it here?" she asked suddenly.
"No."
It should be said that there is neither disgust nor nostalgia.
"Why do you ask?" Wayne looked at her profile.
For him, this place is just a foreign land after all. If there is any place in this world that is his home, it can only be with Chris...
"I thought that if there were some unhappy memories somewhere, maybe it would be better to never come back again." When saying this, Chris's tone was rare and low.
She bent her legs, hugged her knees, and rested her head on her arms. His eyes were slightly confused, and his thoughts seemed to be drifting to a very far away place.
Wayne was startled.
"But that's right, Wayne doesn't seem to be afraid of the past at all." She suddenly chuckled again and patted Wayne on the head.
"You are very brave in my opinion, young man," she said.
Brave?
It's really an evaluation I never imagined.
He still remembered the compliments he often heard in his previous life.
Although he is just an ordinary person in the final analysis, thanks to his decent academic performance and job, he can be regarded as "other people's children" often mentioned by the elders.
However, everyone will praise him for his seriousness, hard work, and sensibleness, or some girls will say a few words to praise him for being gentle and handsome when asking for his help. However, no one seems to praise themselves for being brave.
It goes without saying that a person who pursues being steady and error-free within the rules is precisely the person who is farthest away from [brave].
Leisure time is fleeting.
After taking care of the affairs, Wayne and Chris joined the large army as planned, continued to patrol the unfinished territory, and returned to the royal capital smoothly under the escort of the knights' retinue.
Surprisingly, Mrs. Ashwell and her maids were waiting at the gate of the Duke's residence to greet her early.
The carriage hadn't completely stopped yet. As soon as Chris saw her, she couldn't wait to push the door open and jump out, and directly gave Ashwell a passionate hug. "Mother!"
"You kid!"
Normally, I would have been scolded for such rude actions that were not in line with the etiquette of a young lady. But Ai Xiweier missed her daughter so much now that she didn't bother to correct her manners, she just smiled and touched her face.
, then looked at Wayne who got off the carriage: "Thank you for your hard work, Wayne. You went to such a far place, did you eat well on the way? Did you sleep well? Did you encounter any difficulties?"
Wayne nodded with a smile.
"With the supplies for several carriages that you have prepared for us, Mother, there is not much difference between going on a long trip and going on an outing."
After speaking, he looked at the executive steward accompanying him. "Thanks to Butler Joel's careful care along the way."
Although he was tired from the long journey, he was escorted by a complete entourage and received extremely warmly by his vassals. Wayne really didn't feel particularly hard.
However, along the planned route, even though the attendants deliberately isolated him from the people in the name of protection, Wayne also saw many scenes that he had never seen in the king's capital.
After all, there are only a few prosperous towns, and more of them are poor people who rely on mountains and rivers to feed themselves. They only rely on local products and work all day long to get a little money to satisfy their hunger. Compared with them, his status as the eldest duke and young master is undoubtedly a life that is walking in the clouds and floating like a dream.
It is hard to imagine that if I had not been brought to the royal capital, I might be one of those struggling to make ends meet today.
"Peace is good enough."
Ashwell arranged the accompanying team appropriately, "I think you are all very tired. Let's collect the supplies today and go home to have a good rest. Elliot will meet you early tomorrow morning."
After explaining that they would hand over all the items delivered to her servants, she took Wayne and Chris back, followed closely by the executive butler Joels.
Joel is also a member of the Duke's palace. Wayne knew very well that compared to the tall and mighty knights outside, or the office staff responsible for checking tax inspection files, he, who looked inconspicuous on the outside, might be the Duke's true trusted confidant who entrusted him with important tasks.
"Wayne, Elliot is waiting for you in the study. You and Joels can go up first. I won't interrupt your conversation." When they reached the stairs, Ashwell stopped. "Chris, come with me. Mom specially prepared your favorite dessert for you. You can bring the dessert later."
Wayne nodded slightly in courtesy and watched them leave.
Apparently, Elliot had something he wanted to tell himself first.
Wayne was keenly aware of Ashwell's intention to push Chris away. He glanced at Joel again and walked towards the Duke's study.
When he pushed the door open, he saw Elliot sitting at his desk. The documents in front of him were arranged in order, and only a thin stack remained of the portion to be processed.
"Huh? You're back."
Elliot seemed to be in a good mood. When he saw Wayne at the door, he smiled first, then put down the pen in his hand and rubbed his eyes.
"It's about the same time as I estimated. Chris didn't cause any trouble, right?"
Should we say they are worthy of being father and daughter? She is always worried about Chris getting into trouble.
"That's not the case. Are your father and mother okay at home?" Wayne asked with concern.
"What can we do wrong?" Elliot blinked narrowly and joked: "To tell you the truth, my relationship with my wife has improved a lot since you and Chris were not at home."
Ah this...
Wayne didn't know how to react for a moment, so he had to laugh awkwardly.
