After a long time, it was already late winter in the Thorn Territory. The snow all over the sky almost covered the whole Thorn Territory. It had been two months since Louis came to the Thorn Territory.
"There will be fewer casualties this year."
Louis standing at the top of the castle, wearing an expensive overcoat, looking into the distance at the residential houses that were still unmoving in the wind and snow, which made him feel a different sense of satisfaction and accomplishment.
"Thanks to your mercy, Your Highness."
Butler Andrew lowered his head.
He had never seen a noble family put the residents so important -- to spare some time to plan the layout of residential areas, market, canteen, and other related buildings.
Never!
Butler Andrew was already eighty-six years old this year. Even in Alvia where full of extraordinary warriors, he could still be considered as an elder!
