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Chapter 869 - 296. The Wolf People’s Annihilation Battle ended successfully.

Chapter 869: 296. The Wolf People’s Annihilation Battle ended successfully.

October 30th, 1111 of the Era, the first deep autumn rain in Transylvania arrived as expected, and the temperature dropped significantly the day after the rain. Professor Malcolm came to work wearing an extra trench coat.

This style of men’s long trench coat had never appeared in this world before. And you know, wearing the Another World style clothing made by "Lady Shui"’s apprentices added a few touches of an old man’s unique charm to the already scholastic professor, attracting glances from the young ladies at the administrative office from time to time.

"Winter is coming."

As the Governor’s first deputy, however, the professor had no time to pay attention to his own male charm.

Standing by the office window, he looked at the third residential building that was being constructed urgently in the city, feeling somewhat anxious in his heart.

"According to the current pace, the villagers should be able to move into the new houses before the first snow falls, but whether the ’underfloor heating’ system designed by Dust Beater can be effective remains to be seen.

Fortunately, the active involvement of the Batasin Business Association ensures an adequate supply of food. The fish catches from the Ice Bay Area have been delivered to the underground storage cellar of Crimson Castle. Next, it’s time to have the collectors quickly gather some storable fruits and vegetables."

The professor turned around and noted his thoughts in his administrative journal; there were still many concerns about people’s livelihoods he had to worry about.

For example, the imminent recruitment of refugees throughout Transylvania. If those refugees were not settled properly before the cold winter arrives, a terrible disaster could easily ensue.

Luckily, Professor Chen had provided him with a simple construction plan for concentrated sheds with "Earth Dragon," a construction that can be completed in a short time. It was just estimated that he needed to plan several large camps in a hurry for the refugees to live in.

Then there were the Blood Servant prisoners soon to be sent back to Transylvania. Although the plan for their settlement had been determined, how to guide them into reintegration into Lord Morphy’s new Order was also a problem to be concerned with.

"Bang, bang."

A knock on the door interrupted Professor Malcolm’s contemplation.

Looking up, he saw his secretary, who was also his wife and former student, Mrs. Fiona, entering the office with several letters in hand.

When they were alone, Mrs. Fiona was not shy about showing her love for her husband. She kissed the professor on the cheek and handed him the letters, saying,

"These are replies from your students and friends, sent via the Cape Family’s messenger channels. But I expect you might be disappointed.

They don’t seem to be interested in your invitation."

"Isn’t that expected?"

The professor sighed, opened an envelope, and said,

"They are different from Milian. They already have their lives and career plans laid out. Without a life-altering event, I guess no one would willingly give up a comfortable life elsewhere to come to this remote place in Transylvania.

Speaking of which, Fiona, are you still planning to move to Bataxin City with the children? Or should I apply to Lord for permission to send you and the children back to Charldo Harbor first?"

"Hmph."

Upon this topic, Mrs. Fiona snorted suddenly, scolding her husband with her hands on her hips,

"Can I even leave now? You found me so many ’students’ to teach. What would happen to those kids in the administrative class if I left now?

Keep up your bad ideas! But indeed, the children can’t stay in Transylvania. They need education, and we have to send them back to Charldo Harbor to our friends to look after them next spring."

"Next spring... right, we’ll have to send them away before the Black Disaster arrives."

Thinking of the imminent risk of the Black Disaster, the professor felt a surge of guilt toward his wife. He took Mrs. Fiona’s hand and said softly,

"It’s all my fault for insisting on staying here and dragging you into this maelstrom."

"There’s no need to apologize, my Malcolm."

Mrs. Fiona looked on the bright side, smiling as she helped straighten her husband’s graying hair and whispered,

"I know you’ve always felt guilty for the years lost in the war, and it’s been a long time since I’ve seen you so vibrant.

It’s clear that you’ve found some conviction in Transylvania, your destined place, that you’ve sought throughout your life. I was your student; I know you have a great pursuit.

Besides, even from a practical standpoint, what sort of treatment could you expect if you left here for anywhere else?

The bright future that even that young Milian could see, how could I be oblivious to it?

Do well, my husband. We, who come from humble beginnings, might indeed secure a lifetime of blessings for our children."

"I’m so glad you understand me..."

The professor smiled, wrapping his arms around his wife’s waist, no longer as slender as in her youth, and they kissed in the office. But the next second, the door was pushed open, Milian stood at the doorway, clutching a stack of papers, and seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Uh... I’ll come back later, Professor! Sorry!"

The Crimson Regent screamed, closed the door, and ran out, but soon she reminded from outside,

"Um, Mrs. Fiona, you’d better change into formal wear quickly. Your knighting ceremony is scheduled for this afternoon. The Lord has already decided to bestow upon you the title of ’Administrative Knight,’ and Professor Malcolm will also be officially awarded the title of ’Administrative Baron.’ Your fief will be arranged in Andma Hills.