Hearing Kefla's words, Gwen's eyes dimmed.
From a young age, Gwen was guided by the laws of the knights of justice, her heart was set on justice, and she constantly learned the skills of the knights to strengthen herself.
But her father was different.
Angus Delin.
He was an absolute pragmatist who viewed his offspring as tools to gain benefits for himself.
Because Gwen was too honest and could not bring him any benefit as a child, Angus Delin sent her to the Knights of Favonius to learn combat skills at a young age and never paid her any attention again.
This resulted in Gwen having almost no childhood, and she stood out from the endless trials of fighting and killing from a young age.
As for Gwen and Victor's engagement?
After Viktor's father died, the engagement seemed to become a joke.
The Clavina family seemed to have completely forgotten about the matter, since Victor was the one in charge.
As the head of the family, if Victor did not want to fulfill the marriage agreement, he could naturally choose to ignore it.
What's even more ridiculous is...
Because Victor became the head of House Clavner, and because of his nearly nine years of neglect, Gwen's father believed that Victor could not bring any benefit to House Delin.
The engagement was left hanging over Gwen, becoming virtually invisible.
Only a select few within the nobility knew of her engagement to Victor.
Until now.
In a daze, Gwen saw Keve stretch out a hand and wave it in front of her.
"Gwen? Little Gwen?"
Gwen's eyes gradually focused as she looked at Kevlar's fingers, then she lowered her head.
"Sorry, I was lost in thought."
Kefla sighed and rubbed her forehead. She knew how much her sister hated the people in the family.
But even as the eldest sister, she couldn't make the decision on this matter.
So, are you going back?
Gwen kept her head down, her fists clenched, and did not give any answer.
...
"The North?"
Victor sat at his desk, one leg crossed over the other, leaning against the back of the leather chair, fiddling with a novel gadget in his hand.
There were two iron plaques. Lia frowned as she watched Victor intently engraving strange and exquisite runes on them.
When she looked at it again, the patterns on the iron plate had disappeared.
Over the years, Lia has long lost interest in magic and such things.
So she didn't say much, just shrugged and patted the envelope on the desk in front of Viktor.
“That’s what Uncle Angus said: whether he comes to see you or not, if you don’t go, I’ll refuse on your behalf.”
Early this morning, the Victor Manor received a letter from the Delin family, who were based in the northern border of the Empire.
The contents of the envelope were clear and concise, an invitation for Victor to visit the Delin family.
His "Uncle Angus" had something to say to him.
Viktor put down the iron plate in his hand, rested his elbows on the armrests of the chair, and began to think.
Does he have time now?
I have plenty of time.
After the lecture, the college gave him a long break.
However, few people outside the capital city probably know that he is a professor.
It wasn't until yesterday's lecture was a great success that his title as a professor spread.
But it's only been one night.
"It seems this uncle cares about me a lot."
On closer inspection, it makes sense, since he was able to become a professor thanks to Gwen's help.
Perhaps they've brought in their own family's influence.
But the fact that the other party happened to invite him during his vacation time makes it hard not to think that it was premeditated.
Therefore, Viktor's answer is...
"Go, why wouldn't you go?"
He slowly opened his eyes and answered calmly.
Lia was surprised; she hadn't expected Victor to agree to such a complicated invitation.
She once thought that her mission to deliver the message was merely a symbolic gesture.
"Gwen will go back too, won't she?"
"Oh, you even knew that?"
Lia raised an eyebrow; her uncle had indeed informed Gwen.
She was probably already getting ready to go home at this point.
"Let her know that I will go back with her."
"What?"
Lia was a little hesitant to believe Victor's request.
What's wrong with her brother lately? Has he suddenly become enlightened?
Although she had some doubts, she still turned and left, obediently doing as instructed.
After Lia left, Vega opened his one blurry eye.
"So, are you going out to play?"
This crow seems to have treated this as a tourist trip.
However, for Viktor, this was indeed a trip with virtually no risk.
“Angus Delin wants to invite me to the northern frontier, and also wants to call Gwen back ahead of time.”
"It's obvious that he might want to do something about my engagement to Gwen."
Vega glanced at Victor with some surprise.
How can you be so sure?
Victor pointed to its head and chuckled softly.
"If you don't use your brain, you can donate it to someone in need."
Vega was furious because it realized the other person was calling it brainless.
"Why should I use my brain? I'm just a crow."
"No problem, I respect your decision."
Victor picked up the two iron plaques again, engraved them with magic, and began to explain calmly:
"In everyone's eyes, my relationship with Gwen has always been that of an 'engaged couple'."
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