Windsor looked at Richard. Her eyes were firm and unafraid after the news of his death. Satisfaction and certainty filled her eyes.
Could he lead everyone in a desperate situation if the leader of a faction was mentally unstable and met with real difficulties?
No matter how powerful he was now, it was just seasonal seafood.
The mentality was the cornerstone of becoming a powerhouse.
"Lord Richard, I see is a fragment in the endless mist. It might happen if nothing changes and things develop in this direction.
"But it will only be a warning if we set up the plan.
"The New Era is the same. We could achieve our goals if we slack off and even give up on our goals just because we see the future full of possibilities.
"Then the result might be that one would shatter hope and extinguish the flame."
Windsor had a noble temperament and had a deep and calm look in her eyes that outsiders could not understand.
