After conquering the heavens, Victor returned to the Empire.
The fact that Viktor had not been seen in the world for two consecutive years had already diminished the reputation of this legendary mage.
Even if he suddenly appeared in the most prosperous capital of the empire, on the bustling main street, no one would recognize his identity.
After all, no one dared to identify the handsome guy in the trench coat with his hands in his pockets on the street as Victor.
In fact, very few people have actually seen Viktor.
Not to mention that his many legendary acts have led more and more people to imitate him and wear that iconic black trench coat.
At first glance, almost everyone on the street was wearing a black trench coat.
Many people have also made various fashion modifications to this trench coat.
The celebrity effect will never go out of style.
The way of praising also changes accordingly.
In the past, to compliment someone on their looks, you could only say that they were very handsome.
But now, if you compliment someone on their looks...
Wow! You look just like Viktor!
Just then, three young noblewomen, carrying shopping bags, surrounded Victor on the street.
They circled around Viktor, their eyes filled with admiration and excitement, covering their mouths and staring intently.
"You look amazing! You're just like Viktor!"
"Yeah, you're the most convincing Viktor impersonator I've ever seen."
"Handsome, do you know magic? It would be even better if you could do magic!"
They surrounded Viktor, all gazing at his aloof yet handsome face, their praises flowing endlessly.
However, their voices were not very loud; they wisely kept their voices down in public and did not disturb other passersby.
For Viktor, this was just a minor inconvenience.
Because very soon,
A horse-drawn carriage, without any horses pulling it, followed the flow of traffic and stopped by the roadside.
The sides of the carriages are engraved with the distinctive crest of the Clevner family.
Under the sun's rays, the family crest gleamed.
This unusual carriage quickly attracted the attention of countless passersby.
Many people stopped by the roadside, staring wide-eyed at the familiar carriage.
Similarly, even the three girls stared in disbelief at the carriage parked behind Victor.
Then, they turned to Viktor with difficulty, unable to speak for a long time.
As Viktor extended his hand, a simple magic circle appeared on his wrist, glowing faintly.
A gentle breeze stirred, and he seized the opportunity to grab three lush green leaves from mid-air.
The leaf grew backwards in Victor's palm, and in a short while, a delicate flower sprouted from the base of the leaf.
He did it with ease.
Three magically created flowers gently fell into the hands of three girls on a light breeze.
The three women accepted the flowers in stunned disbelief, watching Victor's retreating figure as they slowly boarded the carriage.
Driven by magic, the carriage wheels rolled and slowly moved away.
Everything was as beautiful as a dream, leaving only three fresh petals in the girls' hands, feeling that incredible sense of reality.
Oops……
They met the real Victor.
At that moment, inside the carriage, Lia turned around.
Looking out the car window at the three girls who stood frozen in place, their figures gradually shrinking, he gave a faint smile.
"Our patriarch really does have a penchant for having affairs everywhere."
"I'm afraid that in the future, these three girls will even have difficulty dating."
After all, having seen Viktor in person at such a young age, it's probably hard for her to be interested in other men.
Turning back, Lia's gaze fell once again on Victor sitting opposite her.
Several years have passed, and he doesn't seem to have changed much.
He was still wearing that familiar black trench coat, his features still sharp and defined, just like when he was young.
It's hard to imagine that the monk in front of you is already over thirty years old.
Lia herself was already in her thirties, but she could clearly feel her body becoming weaker.
Should she do more training every day like Gwen?
While thinking this to herself, she didn't forget to make sarcastic remarks about Viktor.
"Knowing they were coming back, they didn't even give me a heads-up, leaving me unprepared."
"So, how many days are you planning to stay this time?"
She asked casually, letting out a soft sigh.
Lia knew that Victor always did this.
They come back without a word, and then leave again without a sound a few days later.
She knew that Victor seemed to be busy with something important, because news about him kept coming back from the outside world.
Although Viktor has rarely appeared in public in recent years, and even his family doesn't know what he's been doing,
Fortunately, he still maintains the habit of occasionally going home, which prevents them from worrying too much.
Because of this, Lia knew that Viktor's return this time would probably be the same as usual; he wouldn't stay long before leaving.
"I'm not leaving."
Suddenly, Viktor's calm voice rang out in the carriage, startling Lydia.
She looked up, staring at Viktor with disbelief in her eyes.
Her pupils trembled slightly, her eyes revealing both caution and anticipation.
"Are you...are you serious?"
She could hardly believe her ears.
Until he saw Viktor nod.
At that moment, Lia breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly laughed.
As if all burdens had been lifted, his smile was relaxed and genuine.
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