Chapter 458: Skipping Three Million Words

Melissa doesn’t understand why Henwell is so annoyed. Henwell sighs deeply.

“Ah, Newwood, come out now.”

After a moment, Newwood’s figure gradually materializes.

Melissa is startled by the sudden appearance of someone in the room.

Newwood’s face is disguised, so Melissa doesn’t recognize him as the madman from the Transformation Ceremony.

Henwell introduces him to Melissa. “This is my life-and-death partner. If I’m ever not by your side and you face troubles you can’t handle, you can reach out to him.”

Newwood flips his palm, and a fierce spectral hound’s head appears. “Remember this mark! Henwell will tell you where to place it.”

Henwell explains, “He’s a Glory Knight, and I’m already an Iron Knight. Once he receives your message, he’ll protect you until I return.”

At this moment, Melissa’s shock surpasses even the revelation of Henwell’s origins.

Her husband is an Iron Knight?!

And his partner is a Glory Knight?!

Newwood pulls out an exquisite little box filled with extraordinary trinkets. “Sister-in-law, this is a gift to welcome you. You’ve already noticed that Henwell and I have many secrets. It’s too dangerous to share with you. It’s not that Henwell doesn’t trust you; he just fears for your safety.”

Melissa bows in gratitude. “I understand. How should I address you?”

Newwood waves his hand. “You can call me Hound.”

Henwell says to Newwood, “Don’t worry. I know what’s important and won’t do anything foolish.”

Newwood drops his playful smile. “Henwell, it’s good you know that.”

Though Newwood tends to be unpredictable, Henwell knows he wouldn’t keep joking around on his wedding night.

At first, Newwood might cause some mischief, but he wouldn’t keep pestering repeatedly.

His antics are a reminder to Henwell not to let his lower impulses control his mind.

Not to say anything to Melissa in a moment of heat that shouldn’t be said.

Otherwise, with Newwood’s skill, how could Henwell so easily detect his sneaking around?

Even though Henwell is very capable, he still gets startled by Newwood hiding under the bed from time to time.

Seeing that Henwell understands his intentions, Newwood nods lightly. “Alright, I’ll go on patrol now.”

He walks toward the window but suddenly stops, turning back to Henwell’s wardrobe. He pulls out two sets of pajamas.

“These two are my favorites. Don’t even think about hogging them!”

Henwell twitches the corner of his mouth. As Newwood climbs onto the windowsill, he winks and teases, “Henwell, how are you feeling? A night of passion is priceless! I’ve got a bottle of medicine, want me to leave it for you?”

Henwell scowls and heads to the weapon rack. Newwood falls backward with a thud.

After a while, Henwell manages to bring the mood back to normal.

He takes Melissa by the hand and shows her the bedroom’s various secret mechanisms and two crucial escape routes.

Melissa can’t understand why Henwell is so cautious. This is his stronghold, after all, home to the continent’s top troops and Henwell himself, an Iron Knight. Yet, Henwell still lives carefully.

Then, remembering that Henwell’s partner is a Glory Knight, Melissa realizes their enemies might be more than just the Vorry royal family.

It’s getting late. After Henwell checks under the bed several times, he pulls Melissa back onto the bed.

What happens next is a bit dull, so let’s just skip three million words...

The next day, Henwell begins seeing off the delegations from various nations.

The first to leave are the Kingdom of Kosen and the Principality of Lumir, the closest and the farthest guests both taking their leave first.

That evening, while Fred is out looking for his wife, Henwell secretly meets with Melissa and the Obian couple.

In the private chamber, Henwell sees the parents looking a bit tense. He drops to one knee. “Father, Mother!”

Mrs. Vanessa can no longer hold back and rushes forward, embracing Henwell as she bursts into tears.

“My little Henwell, my dear Henwell! You’ve finally come back…”

Beside them, Melissa bows respectfully to the Obians and then crouches to comfort the weeping Vanessa.

Seeing this scene, Obian’s eyes redden as well, and tears flow freely.

After a while, the emotions settle down.

Once the parents are seated, Henwell speaks. “Father, Mother, your time here is limited, so I’ll keep it brief. I’m doing well now, but I’ve made too many enemies. On the surface, there are various national governments against me. Behind the scenes, many organizations want revenge. “

”Soon, I’ll be at war with Veil. This conflict involves the Holy Spirit Church and Veil, and also underground struggles between several nations. My situation will become even more dangerous.”

“At Peace Haven, I have an army protecting me, no one dares to cause trouble here. But for you, I simply don’t have the ability to protect you personally. So for now, I can’t reveal our relationship. “

”But I promise this won’t last long. I will bring you here, and we will be reunited as a family. Please bear with this for now. I’m working hard to resolve these problems. Not being able to care for you is my fault.”

With that, Henwell embraces them solemnly.

Facing the parents who gave him life in this world, Henwell still feels deeply connected and carries a strong sense of filial piety.

Even though he retains memories from his previous life, honestly, his parents have treated him well. From birth until his capture, those years were the best they could give him.

Henwell may be cold, but only toward enemies and rivals.

Filial piety is a fundamental moral value; even his past life’s beliefs cannot make him overlook the debt of gratitude he owes.

Obian stands and helps Henwell up, patting his shoulder. “We should be the ones ashamed. We failed as parents, letting you struggle from childhood until now. Others may not know, but we do, how much effort it took for you to get here. “

”You can rest assured here. We’ve erased any traces that might exist. Focus on your own affairs. If you need anything, just send word. I’m no longer that small-time merchant, I’m ready to fight alongside you.”

Compared to Obian’s reassurance, Vanessa looks worried. “Henwell, what will you do? What you’re facing is very dangerous. Can you take care of yourself? You’re strong now, but if it’s too risky, don’t push yourself. You can still be granted noble titles without risking everything.”