Dear Broom Knight

"My mom has better," Lorry replied with a smile. "This one isn't suitable for her either."

Ruth Kanya glanced silently and ultimately chose to remain quiet.

Bolanios, whose head was clouded by surprise, also seemed naively oblivious as to why Lorry would overlook his good friend Ruth Kanya.

Of course, it's more likely that he wasn't unaware of the potential issues, but since the good stuff was already in his hands, Bolanios wouldn't delve into any hidden secrets.

In any case, even if asked, he could always say Ruth Kanya preferred the raw ore... the piece in the White Dragon Lady's claws was definitely enough to make a jewelry box.

Bolanios never created problems for himself.

"What about the Gale Wolves? What did you give them?" Ruth Kanya asked Lorry, turning her head after watching Bolanios stroll over to Cheska on the other side.

It was impossible not to give them something, but Lorry couldn't possibly treat the Gale Wolves with the same intimacy as he treated them.

In Ruth Kanya's view, Lorry seemed to regard the Gale Wolves as just another ethnic group settling in his territory.

Naturally, only those Gale Wolves willing to work for the Lord's Manor would receive his care.

Those wolf packs circling in the back mountain area, living freely, could only be considered vassals with a relatively high degree of loyalty to the lord.

They received certain preferential treatment, but not to the extent that all wolves could enjoy the treatment of subordinates.

But the current problem was that if these wolves were affected, the damage they could cause would be far greater than that of ordinary human civilians.

However, the reason the human vassals of Baron Gesar's territory were so accepting of these Gale Wolves, to the point of almost ignoring these flying, truly rampant giant wolves, was due to Lorry's overly natural attitude.

Otherwise, even if these Gale Wolves had never harmed civilians, any thinking vassal would keep their distance.

Special is special.

No matter how much you claim everyone is the same, it's all in vain.

Ordinary people just don't dare to speak up, not because they don't understand, but because they have nothing to say.

Although Ruth Kanya didn't pay much attention to many things, to be honest, after being by Travis's side for so long and frequently experiencing soul resonance with him, she actually understood quite a lot.

As such, it would actually be quite easy for her to be a qualified White Dragon Queen.

In the end, the cunning and evil inherent in the White Dragon's nature simply couldn't compete with those who seriously engaged in scheming.

It's just that Ruth Kanya wholeheartedly loathed everything surrounding the throne, and she harbored resentment towards her father, most wanting to see his plans fail.

And not on the flag's own will.

Therefore, Ruth Kanya decisively cut off that railing, allowing herself to drift into Travis's hands and cling to him tightly... although she was still controlled by someone else, now, that hand was directly connected to her.

Even if she would eventually be crushed to pieces, now, her will could guide her own direction... her own chosen partner, her own chosen camp, her own chosen mate, were the most important things to this girl.

Lorry had long ago understood the goal of Ruth Kanya's actions, so even though he knew that as long as she looked back, in the current situation, no matter how many calculations the White Dragon King had in secret, he could only pass the throne to Ruth Kanya, he had never mentioned it.

Just as Ruth Kanya never asked Lorry why he preferred to stay at home, away from any seemingly wonderful future, Lorry also respected his friend's longing for freedom.

He would never think that giving up becoming the White Dragon Queen would be his friend's regret.

For people like him and Ruth Kanya, who firmly walked their own paths, all the unease caused by external affairs stemmed only from their own inadequacies... and they were well aware of these shortcomings.

Nothing else could shake them in the slightest.

And such Ruth Kanya didn't really like paying attention to things like national conditions and people's livelihoods; her attentiveness was only because it was related to Lorry.

In her eyes, no matter how mature Lorry was, he was still an underage, and even just mentioning it was better than being indifferent.

What if it was something Lorry had overlooked?

Lorry showed a gentle smile: "Don't worry, Ruth Kanya.

The Gale Wolves working for the castle, Cheska and the others, have all been given bracelets equally.

As for the wolf packs... remember that Wolf Soul Cliff they built themselves?"

Ruth Kanya glanced over and immediately turned her head back: "I really don't understand why you gave the Gale Wolves and Bolanios the authority to build such straight peaks?

Look, look, doesn't it look like a pair of chimneys."

Lorry couldn't help but laugh.

For the White Dragons, who preferred living in the snow and ice, such high cliffs only blocked their view.

Most importantly, it affected their perception of blizzards.

Of course, what made Ruth Kanya dissatisfied was also that both the Gale Wolves and Bolanios seemed to only want to pile them higher.

As long as the mountain could still hold, they wouldn't care about the foundation; after all, although they were building the mountains with mud, they were quite proficient in the 'Turn Mud into Stone' spell.

Moreover, neither side was stupid enough to only use mud.

Although Lorry hadn't paid much attention, he still knew a little about their respective little thoughts.

Bolanios was obviously hiding something similar to a mine mother in the mountain.

He didn't plan to turn his future residence into a pure crystal mountain, but he didn't skimp on putting in this kind of mother ore, which had a 20% probability of growing crystal buds on a certain surface.

And the Gale Wolves, needless to say, the mountain was almost covered with Gale Crystal shards, and there were also some whole crystals randomly distributed, and there should also be something similar to a mine mother.

Lorry actually quite admired them.

Really.

If it were him, he would have definitely started building side peaks when the mountain first swayed and the foundation was unstable.

But these guys could still manage to repeat the same mistakes again and again.

Until the end, these two peaks were also angular rhomboid mountains, rather than properly shaped mountains.

They were all built up little by little, which was quite persistent.

Lorry didn't really care about whether these two mountains were good-looking or not.

After all, these two were located on one side of the castle, stationed on the banks of the Great River, and could be said to be the best guardians of the castle.

After Ruth Kanya left, Bolanios would definitely move to that mountain, come to the castle to work and take care of his children every day, but he definitely wouldn't accompany the three little dragons at night anymore.

Although Lorry didn't really agree with Ruth Kanya and Bolanios's decision, he also knew that dragons had their own rules.

Of course, Bolanios simply returning to his residence didn't mean that Lily and the others would be driven away after they had the ability to fly to Bolanios's dragon nest.

However, whether they could fly up there on their own was the first test for the hatchlings after leaving the nest.

Seemingly because they could no longer make things difficult for the three children in finding food, Bolanios and Ruth Kanya chose to use this method to train the children's flying ability and their judgment of how capable they really were.

Bolanios's mountain wasn't easy to climb.

The three little dragons' wings weren't strong enough to allow them to fly that far.

Moreover, from the castle to the mountain was a large forest... the kind of forest with extremely arrogant poultry nests.

Although Bobo was a little bigger, he wasn't necessarily stronger than that lynx.

Wanting to spend the night in their father's nest wasn't an easy thing to accomplish.

Lorry estimated that it would be considered capable if these three could climb up there within three years.

And the Gale Wolf pack, which had already placed Gale Crystals in the mountain to test their young wolves, the young heir had already moved to the top of the cliff with his group of subordinates.

It's just that they came to the castle to work early and late every day.

Because the current Wolf King was waiting for his heir to mature to the point where all the wolves would worship him before directly abdicating, he directly gave the Wolf King's nest to him, which led to the wolves only being able to go to the edge of the cliff on the night of the full moon to express their respect before coming outside the castle to greet the Wolf King.

Therefore, even after the spring, if the enemy came again, they would definitely not dare to stand directly on the hillside opposite the Great River.

That would be equivalent to doing bad things under the eyes of the Gale Wolf pack and the White Dragon.

And as a public area, the places the other party could go, the wolves and White Dragon could of course also go.

Lorry simply wasn't interested in messing with places that didn't belong to him, but if someone wanted to harm him, he wouldn't rigidly guard his own territory.

When he cleaned up the Wealth Church, he was quite ruthless, almost chasing them to the doorstep of the neighbor!

Since the two mountains had brought him huge benefits, Lorry naturally wouldn't dislike them because of their straightness.

Lorry said softly: "I have agreed with the Gale Wolf King to place a magic array at the bottom 100 meters of their mountain, which is enough to purify all the wolves.

They have to gather there every full moon night, which is enough."

Ruth Kanya asked in surprise: "He's willing? He knows what that means, right?"

"They have seen the most cruel scene for them, so they would rather never have the heart of rebellion again, and they don't want their descendants to become something that isn't even a wolf skin," Lorry explained calmly. "This was proposed to me by the Gale Wolf King himself.

He hopes that the Gale Wolves can live a stable life and never be invaded and exploited by external forces again."