The other half didn't wake up and saw that he was drunk again.
When Green was half drunk and half awake, his eyes seemed to stay permanently on the other person's sexy but not approachable cheek.
Seeing Green's stunned look, William chuckled and said, "This is my niece Natasha. She wants to find a war hero and learn about his past."
"I wonder which of you two has free time?"
"You can have a good chat with my niece." Earl William smiled.
Natasha smiled slightly, looked at the two of them, and waved: "Hi."
"I heard from my uncle that both of you have participated in countless wars. I want to learn about the situation on the battlefield and write something."
"Excuse me...are you free?" Natasha smiled.
George apologized: "Sorry, I may not have any free time during this time."
"However, I think my best comrade-in-arms, Green, has definitely had enough time recently to be able to help you."
George glanced at Green and saw that he still looked foolish, and slapped him on the back helplessly.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Green wake up instantly.
Green was stunned, looking at his goddess, looking at him with expectant eyes. He was suddenly confused and looked at George blankly.
George whispered, "She needs a war hero."
War hero?
Am I just a war hero!
Green reacted suddenly, his body straightened up unconsciously, his eyes were very sharp and mature, and he said: "Beautiful lady, it is my honor to serve you."
Seeing Green's transformation from his previous demented appearance to his current energetic appearance, Natasha had a smile on her sexy face.
"Thanks."
Greene rambled on about his time on the battlefield.
How did the army successfully find a group of squirrels and a piece of potato through a potato when they had no food?
Or those Frenchmen they had captured.
How they cooked themselves a long loaf of bread called baguette.
The taste is outstanding.
Compared to their French fighting skills, the French may be even more capable in the kitchen.
Every time she succeeds in making Natasha, a goddess who is not easily approachable, smile.
Earl William felt quite surprised on the sidelines.
His niece is very indifferent to others and only has a shallow smile.
She had never seen a man who could make her laugh out loud. He even ignored the graceful gestures he had learned and opened his mouth very rudely, making a sound as sweet as a silver bell.
Natasha looked at Green, his sense of humor managing to ignite her interest.
When Green was describing the humor on the battlefield, she looked at George next to her from time to time. This well-known battle hero in Vergilis had a heavy and melancholy temperament.
This temperament was not friendly to Natasha.
After Green had just finished telling an interesting story, Natasha stared at Green and extended an invitation.
"Mr. Green, may I invite you to the last dance tonight?"
Hearing these words, Green's lips raised, feeling as if his dream had come true, and he grinned: "This is my honor."
Green took Natasha's hand and walked to the ballroom.
Dancing with the goddess, Green's eyes were full of excitement.
Earl William smiled and shook his head. He looked at George, who was alone again, and sighed: "My niece admires our fighting hero in Fogelis very much."
George looked at Green and Natasha's leaving figures and smiled lightly: "But now it seems that she is more interested in Green."
Earl William smiled and did not answer. He said everything that should be said.
The next step is to see what George's choice is.
George drank his last glass of whiskey and said goodbye to William, but the dance was not over.
But the person George missed was no longer at the dance.
There is no need for George to stay here anymore.
Better to leave.
William sighed deeply when he saw George leaving, but did not stop him and allowed George to leave.
Sleepless night.
When he saw Green again the next day, George was inexplicably curious about what happened last night.
Why are there two big black circles in Green's eyes?
Green said that he was very tired last night. Green immediately understood why the windows were covered with hoarfrost in winter.
Green sighed: "A cold woman can also have crazy scenes."
Green slumped in his chair and was filled with emotion.
"Last night, you heard that you left the game early and didn't talk to that person..." Green made a gesture that every man understands.
George looked at Green with a calm face.
The air was quiet for a few seconds.
Green looked at George awkwardly and smiled.
George wiped away the awkward atmosphere before and continued: "I heard that there is something wrong with that woman. She is a widow and has two children."
George said calmly: "Green, my plantation is big enough for you to sleep here without being disturbed or even known by anyone."
Green's smile froze when he heard George's unabashed threat.
He hurriedly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to tell you that she seems to be in trouble. Her husband's brother is here to trouble her."
"He even wanted to take her as his own and make her his mistress."
Hearing these words, George's face instantly turned cold.
Take away the last trace of winter warmth under the sun.
Green was wearing a leather jacket but felt cold inside.
He trembled all over, looked at George, and handed him a note cordially.
"This is her address, but it might not be appropriate for you to come forward."
George grabbed the note, mounted his horse and left.
…
At this time, Europe.
Prague, Austria.
The main city has been controlled by Teresa, but at the same time her identity has been exposed.
Leonardo passed the news to General Victor, who sent an army to protect Teresa.
Theresa took advantage of the situation and used this force to restrain the refugees who had no way to control them.
Regarding the food problem, Teresa's idea was to divide it into two parts.
The main city of Prague definitely needs to be rebuilt, but not now.
There is no way to rebuild Prague now. During the war, Austria has no way to devote more energy to rebuilding Prague.
But these refugees must be properly resettled.
Although the food collected by the Holy Crusaders through the church has been distributed.
But for the massive number of refugees, the food was obviously not enough.
Although these are the wealth accumulated by the refugees for many years, they cannot be used when they are distributed.
The hidden benefits swallowed up in this are immeasurable.
