The weapons I forge are absolutely flawless.

But there's no need for that.

After all, arriving too early actually shortens the time you can spend alone.

The two of them tacitly avoided mentioning the matter, and from time to time they would take a detour to do some chivalrous deeds.

After several delays, they ended up falling a few days behind Felix.

“Felix is ​​so popular, are you worried he’ll be bullied?” Lisette couldn’t help but laugh.

Some people might hold a grudge against Wiener because their own daughter was abducted, but it would be difficult for them to direct that resentment at Felix.

After all, he's handsome and cute.

"I'm worried he'll bully others, okay?"

Wiener felt uneasy.

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At the Cordelia family's training grounds, a fierce battle was raging.

The more Faldwig tried to save face, the more powerless he became, until even Felix felt a pang of pity.

"Uncle, how about we just call it a day?"

"Sigh, the future ultimately belongs to you young people."

Fadvi slumped to the ground, looked up at the sky, and a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes.

"To be honest, the uncle's swordsmanship is not as good as Vena's."

"I haven't lost yet, help me up!"

Chapter 489 The Frostwolf Attack

"That's enough. Felix was just trying to be nice and play with you, and you took it seriously." Xiumeia's voice echoed across the training field.

She stepped forward and casually tossed a prepared towel onto Fadvi.

Even if a herald has a better physique than an ordinary person, if they don't take good care of themselves, they will suffer sooner or later when they get older.

When her gaze turned to Felix, the expression in her eyes softened considerably.

She gently handed him another towel, her voice full of concern: "You've worked hard, take a rest for a bit."

After learning that Felix had never met his parents since he was a child, Xiumeia felt a deep pity and love for the child.

"Hmm... it's still more tiring for the older man."

This level of training wasn't enough to make Felix sweat, but he didn't refuse Xiumeia's kindness. He took the warm towel, wiped himself down briefly, and then went to help Faldvi up.

"Listy and the others have already passed Sandri Town and should be home by tonight at the latest."

Xiumeia informed the two of the latest news.

"Is my darling daughter finally coming home?"

"Is Viña finally arriving after being so late?"

Human joys and sorrows are not shared, but at least for this moment, they all look forward to the arrival of those two people.

"Yes, everyone, get yourselves cleaned up and get ready," Xiu Meiya nodded.

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Inside the mansion, a bustling scene unfolded.

Wearing newly changed clothes, Fadvi moved between the rooms, directing the maids to carry out a thorough cleaning.

"These places need to be cleaned thoroughly! And my daughter's room, has anyone gone to clean it yet?"

He solemnly instructed that he hoped the entire mansion would be in the best possible condition to welcome his daughter's return.

In fact, Xiumeiya had already arranged the servants' work in advance, and Fadvi's haphazard command was actually making things worse.

But he just couldn't sit still.

As Fadevi was making his rounds, the back of an unfamiliar maid suddenly caught his attention.

He was puzzled, as his household did not seem to have hired any new maids. Then, with a bit of curiosity, he walked around to face the other person and found that it was Felix.

"What are you doing?" Fadevi couldn't help but ask.

“Cleaning, of course,” Felix said without stopping what he was doing, in a matter-of-fact tone. “Back in the academy, I was the one who cleaned the dorms.”

"Didn't Auntie tell me to treat this place as my own home? Okay, Uncle, could you move aside?"

Faldwig instinctively stepped aside, and Felix immediately began wiping the handrail.

Although Felix's blood pressure spikes from time to time, his sensible demeanor makes it hard for anyone to feel any resentment towards him.

Faldwig was conflicted. He wanted to tell Felix to stop, but he didn't want to say hurtful things like, "This isn't your house, so we don't need your help."

"I think it's clean enough, there's no need to continue..."

“Uncle, you don’t seem to do much housework, do you? Your standards are so low,” Felix couldn’t help but say.

Fadevi: "..."

It must be admitted that Felix's stay over the past few days has significantly improved his emotional control, though it has put some strain on his blood pressure.

Just as he was pondering how to persuade Felix, the butler, dressed in a dark tailcoat, hurried up the stairs.

He walked up to Fadevi and whispered, "Sir, there is an urgent message."

Then, he handed over a letter with both hands.

Fadevi paused for a moment, then took the letter, opened it, glanced at the contents, and his expression became serious.

"Prepare my horse," Fadevi ordered in a deep voice.

“Yes, sir.” The butler bowed without hesitation and then turned to walk out of the mansion.

"Is something the matter, sir?" Felix asked curiously, watching the scene unfold. "Do you need my help?"

A relieved smile appeared on Fadevi's face. "It's just a small matter. I can handle it myself. You can stay home and see if there's anything I can help with."

“Okay,” Felix replied.

The butler returned quickly, and with just a glance from afar, Fadevi knew that he had made all the arrangements.

He didn't change his clothes, but simply accepted the cloak and sword handed to him by the butler and left the mansion.

Felix watched Faldwig's retreating figure, lost in thought.

The effects of Fadevi's previous reckless interference are only now beginning to emerge.

"Is there anyone else available? We need help in the kitchen!" A sudden, urgent shout came from downstairs.

"The kitchen?" Felix's ears perked up immediately, and he replied without hesitation, "I'll come help right away!"

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"Hurry—" the warhorse neighed, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Before his horse had come to a complete stop, Fadvi leaped down and landed firmly on the ground.

He quickly handed the reins to the waiting soldiers, and immediately a soldier in charge of the scene came forward.

"What's the situation now?" Fadevi's voice carried an undeniable air of authority.

The sergeant straightened his back, saluted Fadevi, and quickly replied, "Reporting, sir, a pack of frost wolves is heading our way, with an estimated number of about fifty."

"Based on the time reported by the scouts, it should be less than 20 kilometers away."

For a magical beast as fast as a Frostwolf, a distance of twenty kilometers can be covered in a mere half-hour.

Fadvi glanced at the temporary fortifications and barricades around them and continued to confirm, "Is there an alpha wolf?"

"There is a mutated two-headed wolf."

Upon hearing this, Fadevi narrowed his eyes slightly.

As long as we hold our positions in the fortifications, the fifty frost wolves are not a major threat; the key lies with the alpha wolf.

An ordinary alpha wolf can reach the sixth rank, and with mutation, it is very likely to break through to the level of a high-rank magical beast.

"I'll handle the alpha wolf later. As for the rest of the Frost Wolves, just follow your usual training and be careful—"

As he was giving instructions, Fadvi suddenly turned his head, his sharp gaze piercing through the dust in the distance.

At that end, the faint howling of wolves could be heard.

"Cavalrymen, mount your horses and prepare for battle!" Fadvi's shout was like thunder, jolting everyone awake.

His soldiers swiftly donned their armor, took up their spears, and mounted their warhorses.

The frostwolf pack arrived much faster than expected, and someone had to stop them to buy time for the mage troops.

"The mage squad is also ready!"

At Fadevi's second command, a small group of robed mages sprang into action, chanting silently as if weaving an invisible net.

As disaster loomed, Fadvi pointed his spear and shouted, "Cavalry, charge with me!" He then charged into the wolf pack, with his cavalry following closely behind.

Fadvi's spear, like the Grim Reaper's scythe, instantly tore a gaping hole in the wolf pack.

This wedge-shaped formation, meant to be a sharp spearhead, saw over a dozen frost wolves perish under its spears and iron hooves in a single charge.

However, the number of frost wolves around them did not decrease at all.

The number of frost wolves in this pack is definitely more than fifty.

Realizing this, Fadvi caught a glimpse of a massive figure in the distance out of the corner of his eye.

It was a two-headed giant wolf, over three meters tall and as big as a small mountain.

Its eyes were fixed on Fadvi, a ferocious glint in them, as if scrutinizing its prey.

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Chapter 490 Venere's Two Birds with One Stone

"Ow~"

The two-headed frost wolf suddenly raised one of its sinister heads and let out a terrifying howl.

The wolf pack that had been blocking the cavalry led by Fadevi suddenly shifted to the left and right as if on command, creating an opening.

Then, they adopted a pincer attack formation, never engaging in prolonged battles even when attacked, and charged towards the human positions behind the cavalry with an almost frenzied attitude.

Trying to conceal the strong magical fluctuations within one's faction in front of high-level magical beasts is unrealistic.

But it doesn't actually participate; with just a howl, it can convey its will to the pack.

This allowed Fadvi to see the shadow of military discipline among a group of monsters.

"Return!" Fadevi shouted.

The entire cavalry unit followed closely behind, quickly turning their horses around to return and provide reinforcements.

Even though warhorses can match the speed of frost wolves after acceleration, they are far inferior to these animals in terms of turning agility.

Although Fadevi's order was given very quickly, the cavalry, after turning around, were already two body lengths behind the wolf pack.

Like a raging torrent, the frost wolves, their eyes gleaming green, charged fiercely towards the human positions.

The mage squad, which had been silently chanting, finally made a move.

The staff in his hand lit up, the ground began to tremble, and a solid earthen wall rose from the ground, standing between the humans and the frenzied wolf pack.

The frost wolves charging at the front had no time to slow down, their eyes fixed only on their prey, and they used the bloodied waves to prove the hardness of the earthen wall.

Upon seeing this, the subsequent frost wolves quickly adjusted their strategy. They pushed off the ground with their hind legs and leaped into the air, attempting to jump over the earthen wall.

And that's exactly what Fadewi wanted.

Just as the wolves leaped up, the mages tacitly waved their staffs again, creating a gravity barrier behind the stone wall to wait for their prey.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The frost wolves that had been leaping up suddenly felt a tremendous pull of gravity and fell to the ground.