Considering that Annan did not have much time.

Dmitry didn't waste much time, he directly asked someone to prepare a fully covered cloak for Annan, and pulled him into the subway.

The transportation of the Duchy of Winter is obviously much more convenient than that of the Kingdom of Noa.

Less than a kilometer outside of Annan, there is the entrance to the subway station.

In about two hours, they arrived in the Frost Province. After another change of car, Annan followed Dmitry to the gate of the Grand Duke's palace.

“…… It's also too fast. ”

Annan sighed.

It's so fast.

Faster than Sala Manda (crossed out) is like a business trip by high-speed rail.

Dmitry asked rhetorically: "Isn't it good to hurry up?" ”

"Not really."

Annan shook his head and whispered after Dmitry, "What about the werewolf?" ”

“…… Although, I don't have any position to advise you. But it's best not to get too close to the werewolf. ”

Dmitry took a deep breath, words of hatred coming out of his mouth.

He didn't look back, just continued to walk in front of Annan.

There is a lot of information in this discourse.

Annan raised his eyebrows and replied unceremoniously: "So, Dmitry." What happened before? This is already the second time.

"You know, I've forgotten all about the past.

"If you really want me to be wary of werewolves, you should make it clear. Rather than being so vague as it is said, it only piques my senseless curiosity...... Or do you just want me to dig deeper into this? ”

was reprimanded by Annan lightly, but the elder brother was not angry.

He was just silent for a moment, with an odd expression.

Just when Annan was thinking about whether he was too impolite, Dmitry sighed softly and sighed in a nostalgic whisper: "It's you, Annan."

"It's your kind of unshy speech that gets straight to the point – that's your style.

"It was only after you reprimanded me that I felt the sense of 'I haven't done anything wrong now.'" When you spoke to me so politely before, I always felt that there was an extra distance between us. Now, it seems, nothing has changed.

"—I feel like I'm back."

Annan: ?

…… No, big brother.

Is there something wrong with you?

Is this the legendary not to be scolded and uncomfortable?

- Shocking Annan.

And listen to Dmitry.

Could it be that Annan will reprimand him if he has nothing to do?

Who is this brother?

"Dmitry doesn't want to tell you, and naturally he has a point."

At this moment, a middle-aged man's voice, which was a little weak but still calm, came from not far ahead.

Annan looked up and looked over there.

The middle-aged man has short, gray-white hair that is combed back and down. There are still some black traces faintly visible, and the hair has become very thin, but it is still relatively dense.

He had the same grayish-white beard, his eyebrows were gray, and his fair skin had dark purple veins that had collapsed slightly. It is evidence of perennial illness and physical weakness. The wrinkles on his forehead are shallow, but the nasolabial folds are deep.

His back was slightly stiff, and his height was not as tall as Dmitry's. Now he is holding a dark blue ...... with three support handles underneath It looks like a scepter in a hospital with an iron frame for needles and water.

Annan subconsciously raised his head and looked at him.

The ice-blue pupils looked exactly the same as those of Annan and Dmitry.

But it seems to be a little more transparent. Compared to Dmitry's emotionless eyes, it is more akin to an infinitely calm icy lake.

And beneath the ice...... It's a never-ending ice storm.

“…… Father. ”

Annan said in a low voice.

His voice, for some reason, was a little hoarse. But there was no hesitation in his tone.

Obviously, the memory has completely dissipated, and it has been erased.

But there seems to be something else...... It's still in the blood, in the instinct.

He couldn't even imagine what his expression would be like at this moment.

Dmitry on the side nodded with a very flat expression and bowed slightly to show respect: "Father." ”

No doubt.

This man who looked to be only thirty or forty years old, but his hair, eyebrows, and beard were gray...... It was Ivan Rindon, Grand Duke of Winter.

Compared to the young Henry VIII, Ivan can indeed see the traces of time.

"It's good to be back."

Ivan glanced at Annan and repeated smoothly: "It's good to come back." ”

When his youngest son finally returned to the family, there was no joy on his face. He didn't smile gently, he didn't weep, he just stared at Annan fixedly, as if he wanted to remember what he was now.

It's not because they don't have a lot of affection for each other.

- but because the Winter Clan is cursed by the Heart of Winter, and there is no "joy" at all.

The family affection of the Winter family, the love born in the Winter family, is a pure sense of identity that completely transcends joy and joy.

"Come in first, Annan."

Ivan replied calmly, his lips slightly raised, trying to smile.

This is already a very restored smile.

But Annan can still clearly see that this is just acting.

- This is the gentle expression of a careless person who only gives peace of mind.

Like a blind man's lamp in the night.

Annan took a deep breath and followed Ivan into the room.

Ivan, who looks to have decent skin, has a hard time walking.

He paced slowly into the room, holding a silver, black, and dark blue scepter. Annan glanced at it, and Dmitry didn't mean to reach out to help Ivan, so he followed behind Grand Duke Ivan and walked slowly into the room.

The Grand Duke's room was much more modest than that of Henry VIII.

There was no ornamentation of gold, silver or jewelry, only four or five scrolls that looked like they were painted by the gods and pasted them in the room. A bookshelf filled with occult books, a couch with a low long table, and a tall desk. Signed documents are placed on it.

Other than that, there is only a double bed with only one pillow. and portraits of two women hanging from the head of the bed.

…… The one on the left looks like a relatively ordinary, gentle black-haired girl.

She had long, jet-black hair that was braided into braids and draped over her shoulders - the same hairstyle that Annan saw when Annan was eight years old in "Nightmare: Wolf's Kiss".

Vaguely similar to Dmitry's appearance can be seen.

…… This may be Dmitry's mother.

On the right, the portrait shows a silver-haired girl who looks like Maria and Annan - she has a cold temperament, no scales on her face, and looks to be in her early twenties.

They all seem to be ordinary people.

At least none of them belong to the Winter Clan.

"Sparkling fruit tea. Your favorite drink. ”

Ivan opened the lid for Annan and whispered.

Annan saw many slices of fruit floating in the sparkling water, and pale frost marks could be seen on the slices.

He sat down in his chair curiously and took a sip.

…… It actually tastes really good?

It's like chilled fruity sparkling water in a bubble tea shop.

"Dmitry doesn't want to go too far into it...... It is because he himself is the most direct victim. ”

Ivan, who was sitting on the sofa, glanced at Dmitry, who was standing straight on the side, turned his head and explained to Annan, who was sitting in a chair and drinking a drink:

"It's the time you two brothers gambled with the rotten man.

"—Dmitry was betrayed by a werewolf named Bella."