It felt so good to be close to the witch!

Roy silently apologized in his heart.

Although Red knew of the existence of many witches in Blackrock Territory, like most normal people, he had a deep-seated aversion and resistance to witches due to the influence of the Empire and the Temple over the years. Even though he was polite to witches on the surface out of respect for Lord Roy, the deep estrangement and wariness in his eyes could not be hidden from others.

Roy knew very well that changing one's perspective was never something that could be done overnight; it required time to settle.

As the days go by, and as Red gradually realizes that the witch is not a moving natural disaster or demon, but just a normal girl with special abilities, he will slowly accept the witch's existence from the bottom of his heart.

As for now, with the crisis at hand, in order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, Roy can only try to minimize the number of times Red meets with the witches.

Once Red's footsteps had faded from his ears, Roy stood up, dusted off his fur robe, and then pushed open the door, heading towards the treasure room.

Almost eight hours have passed, and I wonder how the Ice Witch Ais is doing in terms of rest and adjustment...

Upon arriving at the treasure room, the shadow beneath Roy's feet flowed out from Lilia's body. She stood before the entrance to the hidden place, showing no intention of entering.

Roy glanced at the silent Lilia out of the corner of his eye and walked without stopping into the half-real, half-illusory portal.

As soon as his vision returned to normal, he was met head-on by a pair of pale silver eyes.

The faint silver light, like the stars in the sky, is exquisitely beautiful yet carries an unapproachable coolness and aloofness.

Their eyes met, and a ripple appeared in their pale silver eyes. It was this ripple that dissipated the coldness and added warmth.

"Miss Ais, how are you feeling?"

Roy smiled and said.

"That's about it." Ais, who had been sitting on the edge of the bed, stood up. Her deep purple dress spread out with her movement, expanding and swirling like a slowly blooming purple flower.

"The Fertile Land Festival is about to begin. Would you like to come along?"

As he said this, Roy looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, Miss Ais, if you want to go to the Fertile Land Festival, you may need to conceal your presence."

"A bountiful harvest is on the horizon, but I'm worried..."

"No need to explain, I understand." Ais nodded gently, her expression unchanged, as aloof as ever.

"Feel sorry."

Roy sighed inwardly.

Living like this, hiding and concealing things, is truly unbearable and oppressive, making one feel an irresistible urge to flip the table.

But he knew clearly that he was still too weak to face a behemoth like the temple, so no matter how painful it was, he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

"Let's go, Miss Ais."

As Roy turned and walked out of the secluded place, Lilia disappeared into his shadow the moment he stepped out of the door.

Roy shook his head slightly at Lilia's "unwillingness" to meet Ais. He knew that it would probably take some time to clear up the shadow in Lilia's heart.

A few seconds after Roy stepped out of the door, the Ice Witch Ais also emerged from it.

Under Roy's gaze, the girl in the crimson dress first glanced at the shadow beneath his feet, then her body began to fade little by little until it was no longer visible to the naked eye.

"Elementalization..."

The thought crossed Roy's mind, and he called out softly, "Miss Ais?"

"I'm here." A voice came from less than half a meter away from his ear, causing Roy's body to tense up instinctively.

Half a meter sounds like a long distance, but after deducting shoulder width, it's actually about walking side by side.

Half a meter is already considered a "close contact" distance in social situations.

"This is truly amazing, elementalization..."

Perhaps due to the vast difference in strength, even at such close range, before the Ice Witch Ais spoke, Roy's talent [Infinite Desire] could not accurately pinpoint Ais's location. He could only barely sense faint signs of energy within a one-meter radius around her.

After a sigh, Roy strode away from the treasure room.

Next, he found the Healing Witch Shanika, the Light Witch Vivian, and the Fox-Eared, oh no, I mean the Illusion Witch Elena in the houses surrounding his courtyard.

Roy didn't want to change the last form of address, but he couldn't resist Elena's fierce yet adorable expression as she stared at him and gritted her teeth, so he had no choice but to compromise.

After all the witches gathered in Roy's courtyard, Roy apologized to the Phantom Witch Elena, saying that if she wanted to attend the festival, she would have to wear a hooded robe and a mask, and have the Ice Witch Ais carry her.

Elena readily agreed.

The Fertile Land Festival held far greater appeal for the witches than Roy had anticipated.

From the faint gleam in the witches' eyes, Roy could tell that they desperately wanted to participate in the Fertile Land Festival.

After a moment's thought, Roy understood the reason.

Witches are not born witches. In their childhood, they are just ordinary little girls. However, as they grow up, they suddenly "awaken" and become witches. From then on, they are either captured by the temple to become serving witches, or they are wandering witches who are constantly hunted by knights of divine punishment.

Whether they are serving witches or wandering witches, the most lively festival of the year that they could participate in with their families in their childhood—the Feast Festival—is no longer relevant to them.

The lives of service witches are controlled by the witch controller in the hands of the lords; they are either on missions or "imprisoned" in a room. For safety reasons, lords will not allow service witches to participate in major festivals like the Fertility Festival, which are attended by the entire population.

The wandering witches fared even worse. They dared not linger in one place, for if their tracks were revealed and they were caught by the knights of divine punishment, an irreversible fate awaited them.

The Fertility Festival... a festival in the hearts of people around the world that is like the Spring Festival in China on Earth...

After so many years, how could the witches not be tempted to finally have another chance to participate without having to worry?

Even the Ice Witch Ais, who was in an "elemental" state, had a shimmering light in her eyes.

After speaking with the five witches, Roy found Red, who had been waiting for a while, in the hall.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Uncle Red."

Roy strode into the hall: "It's about time, let's set off now."

"Yes, Lord Roy!"

Red agreed emphatically.

Looking at the dashing young man in front of him, Reid's eyes were somewhat dazed.

A year ago, young master Roy was just a clueless "child" following behind Lord, but now he is the pillar of both Blackrock Territory and Iron Mountain Territory, and the head of the Turenbell family.

Lord Jess, can you see? Young Master Roy's charm is slowly surpassing yours...

With a mix of emotions, Red resolutely followed in Roy's footsteps.

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This year's Fertile Land Festival in Blackstone Territory will be held in the central square of Blackstone Territory.

This is a huge square paved with gravel, large enough to accommodate thousands of people at the same time.

There was still an hour until the celebration officially started at 6 p.m., but the square was already packed with people.

People from Blackstone Territory, as well as those from Iron Mountain Territory, gathered here.

The bubbling sound of hot soup came from the edge of the square; it was the sound of many maids and peasant women simmering the soup.

In the thick, white broth, besides the usual vegetables, there are also large chunks of meat.

In addition, there were already cooked dishes on the row of wooden tables next to it.

White bread, fresh fruits, and other precious foods that the people of the territory could not bear to eat all year round were now laid out in abundance.

On the day of the Feast of Abundance, even the stingiest people will become generous.

These foods were not all provided by the lord's manor; some of them were brought by the people themselves to share with everyone.

Around the main square, numerous knights, still fully armed and under Red's orders, patrolled to maintain discipline.

For them, the bigger the event, the more vigilant they must be.

When Roy arrived at the entrance to the main square, he was also surprised by the scene there.

In fact, such a lively Spring Festival was very rare in his previous life on Earth, China.

With the development of the times and the progress of technology, human relationships have become shallower, and the festive atmosphere of the New Year is getting worse.

Now, seeing the lively scene that only existed in his childhood memories again, even Roy couldn't help but feel a little dazed, and the smile on his face became even brighter.

Shanika, Lilia, Ais, Vivian, Elena...

And there was Red, and the many knights and subjects who depended on him for their livelihood.

Unbeknownst to me, I have already accumulated so many ties in this world.

This is my home now...

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The warmth and charm of everyday life are most captivating.

Roy's arrival drew the attention of everyone in the square.

Even within Blackrock Territory, not many people have seen Roy's true face.

In the past, it was the old lords of Blackstone who attended large public events.

Everyone in Blackrock Territory knows that the lord's son is named Roy Tulumber, but very few have actually seen him.

Most people recognize Roy by the fact that he is always accompanied by Captain Red, the knight captain, when he goes out.

The tall and imposing bronze-rank knight, clad in full dark silver armor, was extremely recognizable.

This year marks Roy's first year as lord of both Blackrock Territory and Iron Mountain Territory. Coupled with the recent victory in the much-discussed "territory merger battle," all the lords are filled with curiosity about Roy.

Lord Denham of Ironhill was “brutal” in the way he governed his territory.

After Roy became the lord of Iron Mountain Territory, a series of policies that were "relaxed" by countless degrees were promulgated, which made countless people of Iron Mountain Territory cheer and even cry tears of joy.

The people of Iron Mountain had simple and honest wishes: to be able to eat their fill and stay warm. But such a simple request was an unattainable dream during Lord Denham's reign.

Therefore, they were undoubtedly grateful to Roy, the current lord.

Right now, seeing the elegantly dressed, black-haired, brown-eyed youth arriving at the entrance of the main square under the protection of Red and a dozen knights, anyone who isn't completely clueless can guess his identity.

In an instant, the once bustling square became much quieter. The unsuspecting citizens behind the square also fell silent under the influence of the environment. Soon, the vast square became completely quiet, with only the crackling sound of the burning fire remaining.

The crowd automatically parted to the sides, clearing a path for Roy and the Cavaliers to reach the central platform of the main square.