He came from a top family in the empire, and none of his brothers and sisters could compete with him. Almost everyone believed that he was destined to become the next generation of the Griffin Duke, and the Griffin Duke had reached the pinnacle of power in the Verdant Empire. He only needed to show loyalty to the emperor.

Everything came so easily and effortlessly, which once made him feel a little empty and confused. Fortunately, after coming to Emenas, he established a club and led the members in combat training and simulated combat, which allowed him to find a little sense of accomplishment and fulfillment in his work.

But as the school years went by, this feeling gradually faded. The long-term repetition brought a sense of emptiness and boredom, and it was at this time that he met the black-haired girl.

Like a butterfly in the morning sun, that beautiful picture often appears in his memory, as beautiful as a dream.

He warned himself that real people might not be as perfect as he imagined, and that there was no such thing as perfection in the world. So, they met for the first time.

On the city wall facing the mighty river, the girl's hair is flying and she is smiling sweetly as they talk, and one can feel her inner wisdom and tranquility.

At that moment, he understood that the things he dreamed of did exist in the world. Therefore, he cherished the opportunity to meet the girl again and was unwilling to waste it.

Not long after, just as Roland's table started to eat, two waiters came over pushing an exquisite cake.

The light blue cake has two layers, with bright red roses surrounding the top layer. In the middle stands a little griffin made of white chocolate, with its feathers so lifelike that it looks quite cute.

Several flickering yellow dots of light were flying above the cake, and a soft magical power was emanating from the milky aroma of the cake, allowing anyone who knew a little to understand that it was made of extraordinary materials and had many benefits for the practice of the extraordinary sequence.

"This is a gift from someone I know to all the ladies here. It simply expresses congratulations on the arrival of the winter festival. I hope everyone has a happy winter." The waiter carefully used the wording he had just memorized, and tried to make his tone calm and natural so that the girls at the table could accept it comfortably.

Several girls looked at the cake in surprise and curiosity, while Roland raised her head and looked at the young man in the distance who was waving to her cautiously.