Chapter 835: Bringing my wife to see an old friend

The next morning, Weilin got dressed, took Xuemia with him, and headed for the royal capital.

After entering the royal capital, Weilin did not go directly to find his grandfather.

According to tradition, when a general who led troops abroad returned to the kingdom, the first thing he had to do was to report on his work.

As expected, the Duke of East and his father-in-law were drinking and chatting happily with His Majesty the King in the palace.

"Where do you want to go for a walk?" Weilin looked at Xuemiya who was hugging his arms and asked.

"How about going to the floating base? It's a good opportunity to visit one of my sisters."

"Sister?" After hearing Xuemiya's words, Weilin felt a little confused and asked curiously, "Are you a relative or a nephew?"

"Of course I recognize them." Xuemiya rolled her eyes at Weilin and said unhappily, "Didn't I tell you about my brothers and sisters, as well as my two younger sisters?"

"Haha, I'm just asking. It happens that my friend is also in the floating base. Maybe they know each other?" Weilin said with a smile.

Xuemiya looked curious and asked softly, "Weilin, can you tell me the name of your friend?"

"Claire."

"It's him!" Xuemia murmured to herself.

"Why, you know him?" Weilin asked as he looked at Xuemiya's whisper.

Xuemiya replied perfunctorily: "We've only met a few times."

"You and he are both from the royal family. Did you have any conflicts when you were young?"

Hearing Weilin's guess, Xuemiya said nothing, but pulled his arm and walked forward.

On the streets of the royal capital, the two of them strolled towards the northern city area where the floating base was located.

After getting used to the delicacies from the Nangeshia continent, tasting the delicacies from the kingdom here feels like a different flavor.

Seeing her husband's hands covered in grease, Xuemiya showed a look of disgust and used cleaning techniques to remove the stains.

"Welin, don't apply it on me again."

Weilin Shanshan smiled and said, "Next time, definitely, next time."

Xuemiya snorted, turned Weilin's head with her hand, made him look into her eyes, and said word by word: "Don't do this again."

"Okay, okay, okay, I promise there won't be a next time. If there is a next time..."

"What will happen next time? Tell me quickly."

Taking advantage of Xuemiya's laxity, Weilin teleported ten meters away and said with a smile: "Next time, let me kiss you."

"hateful."

Looking at Weilin running into the crowd, Xuemiya gritted her teeth and then laughed.

Although her husband has grown a lot, his personality has not changed.

At this moment, Weilin, who was about to buy some wood carvings, stopped and waited quietly after seeing the cursor light up on the back of his hand.

In less than a moment, Xuemiya hugged Weilin from behind and whispered, "I found you."

"With your strength, if I hadn't waited for you, you would have found me." Weilin said with disdain on his face.

"If you keep talking, you'll sleep in another tent tonight."

"Okay, I won't say anymore."

Looking at her submissive husband, Xuemiya folded her arms and continued strolling.

In the evening, the couple arrived outside the floating base.

"Lord Weilin, you are here."

At the entrance of the floating base, an officer saw Weilin, stepped forward, saluted, and greeted him with a smile.

"Yes, they have all become duty officers."

Looking at the young officer in front of him, Weilin still remembered that when he first met him, he was still a low-level bronze warrior and his rank was just a combat soldier.

More than ten years have passed, and now I have grown into a junior officer.

"It's all thanks to Master Krel's cultivation." The young officer said humbly, "Master Weilin, please wait here for a moment. I will go and inform Secretary Isolde."

"sorry to bother you."

"No trouble, no trouble."

The young officer waved his hand quickly, then turned and left, walking quickly into the floating base.

After receiving the news, Isolde did not dare to delay and went straight to the captain's office.

A hundred meters away from the captain's office, two female swordsmen reached out to stop Isolde and said, "Secretary Isolde, please wait a moment."

"alright."

It goes without saying that the captain and the deputy captain must have done something wrong in the office.

Having worked as a secretary for more than ten years and as Claire's confidant and friend, he knew very well that they would come here every few months.

The female swordsman told her companions to stay here, then bowed to Isolde and walked towards the office.

Hearing the sound coming from inside, the female swordsman knocked on the door without changing her expression.

At this moment, Claire and Italia heard a knock on the door and stopped what they were doing.

In less than a minute, the well-dressed Claire opened the office door, looked at the swordswoman who bowed her head and asked, "What happened?"

"Madam, Isolde has something to report."

Claire looked helpless at this title, but he could do nothing about it.

They called Italia their master, which made them the mistress.

Ignoring the female swordsman, Claire strode out.

"Isolde, is there anything wrong?" Claire came to Isolde and asked.

Seeing this, Isolde answered, "Captain Krel, Lord Verin is here to visit."

"Welin, judging by the time, he should be back by now." Claire muttered to himself as he recalled the information his father had revealed.

"Claire, stop right there."

Just as Claire took out his left foot and prepared to leave, he heard his wife's words and had to take his foot back.

"I have met Captain Italia."

Looking at the girl in front of her who was only 1.6 meters tall, Isolde bowed her head with a serious expression.

Italia ignored her husband and looked at the secretary. She asked, "Isolde, I want to ask you, is there a silver-haired woman with the man named Weilin?"

"In reply to the captain, Lord Weilin is indeed accompanied by a silver-haired woman."

"Okay, okay, I got it." Italia waved her hand, turned to look at her husband, and said, "Claire, I'll go with you this time."

"what--"

"Ah, what? You're not happy." Italia said loudly with her hands on her hips.

"alright."

Faced with the request of his wife, a high-level gold arcanist, would he dare not agree?

"Well, today I allow you to go wherever you like."

Seeing his wife's evil smile, Claire covered his head and said, "Do you think I'm stupid? If I want to go, I will definitely go secretly. You are following me. If I dare to go, you will find an excuse to beat me up."

Italia stepped forward and held Claire's arm, and ordered the female swordsman in a cold voice: "You have a day off today."

"Yes, master." The twelve female swordsmen saluted while beating their chests.

"Isolde."

"captain."

"You are on duty today."

"Yes."

Isolde looked bitter and lowered her head as she answered, "He knew it was bad news, but unfortunately he was a secretary and he didn't dare to run away."