"Tell me the year of that barrel of wine."

"82 years," Pace answered calmly, then froze, "Wait a minute, you..."

Before Pace could finish his words, the cold steel knife was removed from his neck and put away.

Pace turned around and saw ripples in the air. Two light shields unfolded, revealing an old man in a white robe.

He was still lean and capable, and it was obvious that the giant armor of the [Prototype] modified his outline. His old face, which used to be kind, looked extremely serious in the wind and snow, but it still made Pace open his mouth wide -

"Old...old man? You..."

Pace took two steps back and looked at the old butler wearing the [Prototype], he was speechless for a moment.

What's going on? Why is the old butler... wearing something like this?

Although he had long known that he possessed martial arts skills beyond ordinary people, Pace still did not expect that the current development would be so exaggerated.

"..."

As if to answer Pace's question, the old butler put the cold steel knife back to his waist and cleared his throat:

"We can talk about this later, but ultimately, I need to reintroduce myself to you."

The two light shields were retracted behind the robot. The old man in the slender giant armor looked directly at Pace, with fire flashing in his eyes:

"My name is Yuri Smirnov, you can call me Direwolf."

......

Extra) "Until the top of the snowy peak" (Part 6)

After reuniting with the old butler Yuri, Pace got a rough idea of ​​the Monark family's experience since the Dila War from his briefing.

Fortunately, when Venia launched the coup, Vans and his party were marching on Lord Avenue and had not yet arrived at Monarch Mansion.

While the investigators on Lord's Avenue were screening passers-by, the old butler escaped with everyone without anyone noticing and hid in the mountains.

They did not try to return to the Monarch Mansion - it was most likely a trap and Venia would definitely have people guarding there.

Thanks to the old butler's search, all members of the Monarch family were placed in a cave in the mountains and forests, and everyone was safe for the time being.

Upon hearing the news, Pace breathed a sigh of relief - the safety of the family is the most important thing.

"..."

In the cedar forest, Pace followed the old butler's footsteps closely, always paying attention to the snow cave under his feet.

"So, Master Pace went straight back to the mansion? Without even considering whether there was an ambush?"

The old butler Yuri Smirnov, who had replaced him with [Prototype-15 "White Wolf"], was obviously not as kind as before. His every move was full of competence and decisiveness, and the kindness between his brows was replaced by a sharp coldness.

"The original plan was that I would take over the mansion and use the swarm robots to create a base," Pace replied, "After that, Uncle Evans could continue to transport supplies from the Federation to expand our armaments."

"It really sounds like that madman's plan," the old butler smiled. "Aren't you afraid of the Thebites' anti-aircraft weapons?"

"[Angel] Yelena Goncharov is on our side, and she has destroyed the structure of the mountain cannon [Sventornet] in the Dila War. It is impossible for us to have strong air firepower in a short period of time," Pace explained, "and as for the conventional anti-aircraft guns of Thebite, they cannot threaten the shuttle."

"Hmm... a very good idea," the old butler commented as he pushed aside the snow-covered bushes with his hands, "but it overlooks the existence of the Wilkins, doesn't it?"

When Pace followed the old butler through the bushes, his dark eyes narrowed slightly.

The forest path before us was littered with corpses, most of them wearing golden armor, and the icy and snowy landscape preserved their last expressions before death - fear.

"The Wilkins have been searching for us in the frozen burial ground," the old butler said leisurely, "I stopped them."

You call this stopping them? They killed them all... And it was a one-sided massacre...

Looking at the corpses on the ground, Pace stared at the old butler blankly and asked with some awe:

"So... you are really Yuri Smirnov? The ghost in the blizzard... [Diewolf]?"

Hearing Pace's question, the old butler paused slightly and turned his old face:

"It doesn't matter, Master Pace. I have nothing to do with the Irenforno family. I am just a retainer of the Monark family."

"I don't doubt you," Pace explained quickly, "it's just... this is... wow..."

On Wanren Mountain, everyone knew about the Ice Wolf - it was one of the cornerstones of Mikhail Irenfono's unification of Wanren Mountain, and it was a ghost who single-handedly strangled countless rebellions in the snow.

But when the country was founded, this legendary [Iron Guard] was declared dead. He was posthumously named a founding general and no trace of him was seen since.

The fact that the old butler is a "dire wolf" even raises a shadow in Pace's childhood...

Imagine that the person who has taken care of you since childhood, at some point you learn his true identity: he is actually the most powerful killer under the hegemon!

Hmm...why does this story feel familiar?

"..."

When looking into the eyes of this living legend, even though he was old, Pace could still imagine his powerful posture fighting in the wind and snow in his youth.

Such a legend became an ordinary butler. There must be many unknown stories behind this.

"..."

Under the guidance of the old butler, Pace passed through the forest path, turned around in the depths of the woods, and finally came to a tree hole covered by a fallen giant tree.

"This is the hiding place."

As the old butler spoke, he slowly walked to the tree and gently knocked on the trunk three times.

After a while, a little firelight lit up from the darkness, and then a face slowly emerged from the darkness:

"Old man? You're back?"

"It's me," the old butler said calmly, "Today's harvest is very rich."

"Hunted a deer?" The black-haired boy walked out of the cave with a smile on his face. "Let me see, what is it——"

The moment the boy's eyes met Pace's, his expression froze.

Vans Monak stared blankly at Pace who was standing next to the old butler, his mouth slightly open, but he said nothing.

His eyes swept over Pace's body, across his silver hand, and finally met those black eyes again.

"Vance," Pace said, "long time no see."

"you..."

Vans stepped over the tree trunk as if in a dream and slowly walked in front of Pace.

Then, he punched Pace in the chest. Before Pace could react, he leaned his head against Pace's chest again, his voice trembling:

"I am no longer the head of the family... no longer..."

"It's okay, I'm back," Pace patted his brother's shoulder with one hand, "You did a great job, thank you for your hard work."

"Damn it...I thought you were dead..."

"Die? I didn't die even when I fought against Pure White Flame." Pace smiled softly, "Why? How scary do you think the federals are? They are just paper tigers."

"Ah..."

Vans wiped his eyes and raised his head, his expression had calmed down a lot.

The brothers who met again after a long separation looked at each other, without saying much, everything was naturally released.

"I'll treat you to a big meal today."

"I'm looking forward to it," Pace smiled. "You know, the meat in the Federation is terrible."

"..."

The old butler stood silently behind the brothers, looking at the children who grew up under his protection.

No matter how many years pass, the Thebits remain essentially the same.

......

Led by Vans and the old butler, Pace passed through the cave and arrived at the current base of the Monarch family.

The interior space of the cave is very large. Torches light up the dark area. Countless wooden living facilities have been preliminarily built, and it looks like a thriving place.

When Pace walked deeper into the cave, countless familiar faces came up and greeted him and talked to him with surprise and joy.

Surrounded by this unique family atmosphere, Pace suddenly felt that he was extremely lucky.

He always missed the atmosphere when a group of people gathered together. This was a situation that rarely happened outside Wanren Mountain. The people there were not covered by blizzards, and most of them were scheming against each other and climbing for their own selfish desires.

And for them, as long as they can gather together and be protected from the blizzard by a warm campfire, that is enough.

......

Extra) "Until the top of the snowy peak" (Part 7)

Pace hadn't seen such a sumptuous meal for a long time.

He thought that the Monarch family had fallen into such a state that they would be short of food. So when he saw the large table of venison dishes, his expression was dull.

"The old man is very efficient at hunting," said Vans, who was sitting next to Pace as he devoured the venison. "He can hunt four or five venison in the morning, and he can also clear the surrounding area in the afternoon. If any of Wilkin's guards or Venia's men approach, he might bring back a lot of trophies in the evening."

As he said this, Vans pointed to a corner of the cave where several wooden boxes were piled.

"Guns, cold weapons, and so on. Sometimes the Wilkins would bring some wine, but it was too weak and tasted like water. Ugh."

After hearing what Vans said, Pace turned to the old butler and gave him a thumbs up:

"Old man, are you okay?"

"Body? Hehe..." The old butler laughed, "Don't worry, compared to Master Fans, I can still be active for another ten years."

"Hey! Old man! I'm exercising!" Vans protested, then turned to Pace, "Look over there! I shot those roasted birds with my bow!"

"You're great too," Pace said, comforting his brother with a smile, "What about the seasoning? Who solved the problem?"

When this was mentioned, the atmosphere at the table froze for a moment, as if Pace had asked a question that no one wanted to answer.

Then, Vance pointed to the corner of the table:

"It's Miss Stroe."

Following the direction of Vance's finger, he saw Angela Stello with blonde hair.

The guy didn't seem to want to join the conversation. He just ate quietly by himself, as if he was isolating himself from the world.

"She hardly talks, and when she does she just curses," Fans said helplessly. "As for the seasoning, she gave us a list of raw materials, saying that she wanted us to improve her life, haha..."

Vans' tone sounded disdainful, but Pace knew that he had no choice.

After all, there is a huge difference in the taste of food with seasoning and food without seasoning.

After the Dila War, the captured Angela Stro followed the Monark family's team back to Wanren Mountain. This scholar who provided the [Babel Prism] to the [Iron Lord] Mikhail Irenfono was obviously very dissatisfied with her current situation, so it was normal for her to be taciturn.

"Ms. Angela," Pace nodded towards Angela, "I'm sorry for being offensive before."

Angela did not respond to Pace. Of course, Pace was just speaking politely and his apology to the woman was limited.

After all, this guy and Grizzly designed to trap Perlis. If Pace hadn't come to the rescue, Perlis would probably have suffered a lot.

Although Angela had a legitimate reason to take revenge on Perlis - the death of Aleph Stro, it was one-sided after all. The real situation of the war of retaking Charon that Pace heard from Perlis was completely different from what Angela knew.

How could the little princess's stupid sister have so many bad intentions... Obviously everyone is a pawn in the game, so why should we hold grudges against each other?

"..."

And so, amid laughter and joy, Pace enjoyed the most delicious meal he had in a long time.

The main feature of the Thebits' feast is the abundance of meat. Although the harvests of the territories of the major lords have been declining drastically since Mikhail came to power, this is mainly because they seldom extend their hunting activities into the depths of the frozen land where bones are buried.

Apart from the likes of the [Ice Wolf], there are probably very few people who can survive in such an icy and snowy environment.

Therefore, the game in this area is enough for the Monarch family to survive for a long time. If they are frugal, two or three years will be enough.

But this is not a long-term solution after all. If they cannot overthrow Venia's rule, they will run out of ammunition and food sooner or later.

Then, the next choice is crucial for Pace.

The first goal at the moment should be to contact Evans Monarch and get a more scientific or crazy way to break the deadlock from him.

"..."

After dinner, Pace was brought to his bed by Vans, who gave him some daily necessities.

Pace took off the [Drunken God] giant strength armor on his body, simply tidied himself up, and prepared to take a nap.

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