Victor followed the servant through the mansion's corridors toward the hall.
Just as he reached the entrance to the hall, he suddenly heard a sound.
"Are you crazy!?"
"You brought a homeless person home from the street, and then you planned to marry him?"
The familiar voice, almost unchanged, allowed Viktor to immediately identify who it was.
Gwen's older sister, Kefla.
Ten years ago, it was through his manipulation, along with Erica's help, that Kefla was saved from the clutches of the demon of greed.
And so she has lived to this day.
As Gwen's last remaining relative, Kevlar is also a shrewd politician.
Victor believed he could get the information he wanted from Kevlar.
"Gwen! What am I supposed to say about you?!"
"Given your current position, doing something like this will definitely invite gossip!"
"Then kill them all and shut them up."
The last, chilling sentence came from Gwen's mouth.
Then, Kevlar's voice trembled, filled with disbelief.
"You...Gwen, how could you say such a thing?"
As a righteous knight, she actually wanted to kill all the gossiping nobles because of a refugee.
If she really did that, would she still be true to her knightly oath?
She could hardly believe what kind of spell the refugee had cast on Gwen.
It's astonishing that Gwen, a knight so righteous she's almost ruthless, could utter such words.
But they had only met for the first time. How could Gwen have put aside her infatuation with Victor and turned her attention to him on their very first meeting?
Kefla couldn't help but feel sorrow for her brother-in-law, who had been dead for ten years.
After composing herself, she spoke to Gwen again:
“Gwen, listen to me, your sister won’t stop you from falling in love with another man. It’s your freedom.”
"The Clavina family won't bind you with a marriage that's already dead in name only, because we all know Viktor..."
At this point, Kefla carefully observed Gwen's changing expression.
But her cold face remained completely expressionless.
At that moment, she couldn't help but sigh.
That's it. Even mentioning Viktor's death can't stir any emotion in Gwen.
How did Gwen become like this?
Could it be that her younger sister has actually fallen in love with a refugee she just met?
"Finally, I still urge you to think carefully, Gwen."
Kefra frowned and solemnly instructed Gwen:
"Don't fall in love with someone you don't know because of a momentary impulse."
However, Gwen still did not react after hearing this.
As if he hadn't heard a word, he said indifferently:
"My mind is made up."
"Moreover, the Clevner family will not object."
"What!?"
Upon hearing this answer, Kevlar completely lost her temper.
Her purple hair cascaded down like a purple waterfall, almost trembling into a few flowing strands.
Why is her younger sister so disobedient? And she even said the Clavina family wouldn't mind?
Even if Gwen fell for someone else and eventually decided to marry him after a long period of getting to know each other, she wouldn't be this angry.
That was Gwen's free choice in love, and neither she nor the Clevina family had the right to object.
But now, Gwen picks up a homeless man off the street and decides to marry him, telling him the Clavners won't mind?
Although the marriage agreement between the two families was in name only, wasn't Gwen's behavior a slap in the face to the Clavner family?
Kefla gritted her teeth, and finally, she stood up from the sofa and slammed her hand on the table.
The first time he showed anger towards Gwen:
"Are you kidding me! Do you have to break off all ties with Lia before you'll be satisfied?"
"And you said the Clavina family wouldn't mind? Let me tell you! If you want her not to mind, the only way you can get away with it is by marrying Vic..."
Squeak—
With a push, the lobby door slowly opened.
At that moment, Viktor was standing in the doorway, leaning against the door frame.
As Kefla stood up and reprimanded Gwen, she turned her head in this direction.
His angry words came to an abrupt halt, and he uttered the last word with a blank expression.
"Tuo?"
...
At this moment, Victor was already sitting on the sofa, while Kevlar sat opposite him with a serious expression.
Her gaze kept wandering over Victor, carefully examining her brother-in-law who had 'come back to life'.
Filled with shock and disbelief, she murmured in astonishment:
"It's so similar, so very similar..."
His mannerisms and demeanor were exactly like those of the original Viktor.
If it weren't for the absence of that iconic one-eyed raven, she would almost have concluded that the person in front of her was the real Victor.
As she was being sized up, Victor was also sizing up Kefla.
Aside from appearing more mature, her appearance seemed unchanged since Victor left.
Victor wasn't surprised.
This is the Witcher.
Once you become a Witcher, your appearance will be permanently fixed and you will never age.
This was especially evident in Empress Claudia.
She was about the same age as Aubrey, but decades had passed and Aubrey looked much older.
But the empress still retains her charm.
Of course, Aubrey's rapid aging was largely due to the fact that he was a warrior who consumed a lot of energy.
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