"Burborn, I don't want our hundred and fifty years of friendship to be tainted by this matter. Please leave and don't interfere any further." Wearing Magic-Sealing Shackles, Amond spoke to Burborn with deep emotion.
Burborn looked at Amond and could not help sighing. "Why does someone as upright and kind as you come from such a family?"
"Perhaps this is fate. Everything I have is inseparable from my family's support. Since I have enjoyed it, I must bear the corresponding responsibilities. This is no one else's fault. It is what we deserve." Amond revealed a relieved smile, as though he had let go.
"Our branch does not have much influence within the royal family, but protecting your branch and allowing you to live normally in the kingdom will not be a problem. Leave the rest to me. I will use my influence to secure as many conveniences as possible for you and your direct line."
Afterward, Burborn did not give Amond time to argue and left the tent directly.
Amond watched Burborn's departing back with a complicated expression and let out a long sigh.
In the days that followed, Krell invited Velin to another gathering.
After several exchanges, Velin became acquainted with Alva, Bishop Camille's disciple.
However, whenever he was before this priest, Velin always felt as though he were being seen through. He did not know whether it was merely his imagination.
At the end of July, the Battle Merit calculations were completed.
Velin had led the Thirteenth Transport Battalion in completing three military ration transport missions. He earned 0.6 Battle Merit for the first, 0.8 for the second, and 0.6 for the third. He also received 0.5 Battle Merit for fulfilling his obligation and answering the call to war, for a total of 2.5 Battle Merit.
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