It's noon now, and a course offered by the college has just finished. Vared and Anne climbed to the top of the tower, and set up a constant temperature barrier in the blink of an eye to resist the cold and strong winds in the high place. Then he sat on the ground and started having lunch. The lunch was brought from home, and Anne learned to make dishes and white bread. The taste was average, but it was good for beginners.

Since Anne came to her house, Valed had basically lived with her when she had lunch. After all, it was necessary to cultivate her feelings. Other cousins ​​also expressed sympathy and understanding of this. Therefore, at lunch, no one would disturb them.

Every time he had a meal together, Vared would tell Anne something, both for communication and for Anne to grow up as soon as possible and become his helper. At least he could not cause trouble for himself like he did when he fought against the Strygh rebels a few days ago.

Even if this matter came to an end, it would be a pity that he could not intervene in the south for profit. But since he knew that he could not intervene, Valed no longer thought about it. Anyway, it would be his fourteenth birthday for a few more months, and he would go out to practice. At that time, the sky was high and the birds could fly, and the sea was wide and the fish could leaps. No need to guard Count Castein to take this acre of three points to the ground.

Thinking of this, Vared felt very excited. He also brought a hint of pleasure to his voice. The more he spoke, the more excited he was, the more he was talking, and what he said became farther and farther away. When he said that when he turned the whole world into the territory of the vampire empire in ten thousand years, he discovered something was wrong. His only listener, Anne, was absent-minded, and did not listen to him seriously.

"What are you thinking about?" Vared frowned and asked afterward.

After hearing Valed's sudden question, Anne blushed a little, then waved her hand in panic and signaled that she had nothing to do. But in the end, she couldn't help but say what she was thinking:

"Nothing-I mean...well, I mean, the girls from the two families of Nirakochi and Ramiya are about to arrive in the past few days, right?"

"That's right... maybe." Vared shrugged. Because the journey was long, or something was delayed on the road, the girls sent by the other two families had not arrived yet. However, the Count also sent messages from the border. Their journey was reported every day. Calculated the time, it was indeed these few days.

"Um……"

After hearing what Valed said, Anne was a little disappointed. She wanted to say something, but was really embarrassed to say it. She had to sit there and sulk - to be honest, Valed was the best man he had ever seen - this was not to say that he was handsome, or well-educated or anything else. The Abel Hracin family did not value these. They valued force, including personal combat skills and the strengths of commanding the army. Among these two aspects, among their peers, Anne had never seen a better person than Valed. There was not even a little closer.

In fact, since she met Valed for the first time and then fought side by side to kill the Ghoul King, Anne completely accepted Valed. And afterwards, after repeated conversations, competitions and simulation battles, Anne was completely fascinated by him.

"Why are there such a perfect vampire in this world? His martial arts are superb, his magic is outstanding, and his control ability is equally excellent. If even he wants to refuse, then who else in this world is qualified to be my husband?"

With this feeling, Anne quickly entered her role. Recently, she and Vared have been very happy. No wonder she became absent-minded because she heard that her competitors came.

When Valed heard her say this, he couldn't help laughing. He reached out and grabbed her orange-red short hair that was full of ears.

"You're thinking too much, little fool. If the vampires in the world are like you, we can't do anything. That kind of thing can be considered later. Ten years, twenty years. We have a lot of time. So now is the most important thing. Do you understand?"

"...Well." After hearing what Valed said, Anne finally smiled: "I have been trying to replace the long sword with a sabre in battle recently. Later I found that it was not possible - although this weapon is more suitable for slashing. It cannot sprint. It is much worse in the change of moves than the long sword. If it is a cavalry battle, it is better. But if it is a footwork, the effect will be much worse."

After hearing what she said, Vared nodded in affirmation. When talking to Anne, the topic was always about war and battle, and Vared was also very interested in this.

"I have also thought about this problem. I think if you adjust the curve of the knife and control the curve within a certain range, you can have the specialty of a knife and a sword."

"Is that true... maybe we can find an opportunity to give it a try."

In this way, the boy communicated with the girl, and before he knew it, the lunch break had passed. The afternoon course selection was a comprehensive knowledge course about the dwarf kingdom in the north. For this powerful country that spanned the endless mountains and set up fortresses in most mountainous areas around the world, Vared was very interested in learning about it carefully. So he said goodbye to Anne, who was going to do riding and fighting classes, and entered the classroom on the sixth floor.

Teacher Heather, who teaches dwarf culture, is 272 years old this year, when he is young and strong. He also serves as a senior engineer at the Castein family arsenal and teaches two subjects of dwarf rune magic and alchemy. He is a rigorous person, serious work, and a little dull. His eloquence in lectures is average, and he speaks a bit dry. However, he is the most knowledgeable about dwarfs in the academy. Therefore, there are many students who listen to his class...

The afternoon class was about to begin. Vared sat down at the seat, greeted several classmates, and nodded to Teacher Heather. Then he remained silent.

Teacher Heather saw that the time was almost over, so he started class. His voice was stable and he had no emotions. He seemed dry: "Okay, classmates. We talked about the history of the dwarf clan in the previous few lessons. Now let's learn about the military organizational composition of the Dwarf Kingdom.
Chapter completed!