It is very clear that this dream information is so vivid due to external influences.

There is even a possibility that...

The scene that appears here may have actually happened in reality.

That heart-shaped Bithpara tree is the trace left in this world by Xilin's lover.

The purpose is to commemorate deceased love.

In other words, the current time point is at least before Lady Xilin's death.

Thinking this, Louis left the room directly.

He wandered around for a while before hearing a sound in a study.

He passed directly through the doorway and went in to take a look.

A housekeeper was standing next to a young man, saying:

"Sir, your fiancée Miss Xilin Reinhardt has come to see you."

The quill in the hand of the young man at the desk paused for a moment. He looked up and said:

"What did you say?"

Louis was suddenly enlightened.

This time point, this name.

It seems to be the time when Lady Xilin just came to see her fiancé.

"Martin, isn't there still a year before the wedding?"

Housekeeper Martin said:

"Yes, but..."

He looked up seriously and said:

"Since the lady went through the trouble to come here, I think it's better for you to meet her."

The young man pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache and said:

"It's really impolite. Even if we have an engagement, she can't just come knocking without prior notice, right?"

"And it's precisely during this onset of winter, the busiest time for magical beasts invading."

"The family still has to stock up on food for the territory to get through winter. The situation in Byron Territory is very severe this year, shouldn't she learn about it first?"

Louis looked out at the heavy snowfall outside the window.

Winter in the north is inherently cold.

The heavy snow outside the window could really be deadly.

But upon saying this, Louis instinctively furrowed his brows.

Judging by the young man's words, should he be the ruler of Byron Territory?

Thinking about it, it seemed right. He had vaguely felt something was wrong before.

After thinking about it for a bit, he realized that the problem was with the size of Lady Xilin's old residence.

The area is simply too large.

Although it certainly doesn't compare to the duchies and wealthy marquisates in the whole of the Ense Empire,

considering the characteristics of Byron Territory, the size of this former residence was not what an ordinary noble should own.

At the very least, it's either a rotating City Lord's Mansion or a local influential noble family.

The land granted by the Ense Empire is not quite the same as those of western noble territories in the past life.

Although in theory, the ownership of the land is granted to the enfeoffed nobility, the rights to govern the land remain in the hands of the royal family.

Thus, the actual controllers of Byron Territory are divided into two parts.

The first part is the enfeoffed nobility.

The second part is the rotating nobles sent to govern the City Lord's Mansion.

To live in such a large castle, Lady Xilin's husband must be at least among the top three holders of power in Byron Territory.

Just as he was thinking this, he found himself already standing at the door of the reception hall, and he whispered to the housekeeper:

"Is it still too late to cancel the engagement?"

But before the housekeeper could answer, the door to the hall was pushed open.

A young girl, in her prime, said with a bright smile:

"Of course, it's no problem."

Louis slapped his forehead.

Goodness gracious.

Is the reunion between Lady Xilin and her husband really this intense?

The young man was also shocked by the words of the girl:

"What did you say?"

Xilin said softly:

"I said, I can cancel the engagement with you."

"But... as a condition of exchange, I would like to live on your land for 10 months."

Louis was stunned.

Was Lady Xilin's husband the lord of Byron Territory?

How could that be?

Every lord of a territory is recorded within the royal family.

Given the size of Byron Territory, the owner of land tenure must undoubtedly be a marquis.

This is already the upper echelon of the noble hierarchy in the empire.

One of the less than 20 great nobles nationwide.

But the problem is, from what he previously understood, Lady Xilin's husband was a noble unknown to most.

More often, he was just a background figure in the life of this once-in-a-millennium genius.

Most people assumed he was a lower-ranked noble, perhaps even a landless noble.

Never in the related reports had he heard that Lady Xilin's husband was such an important figure.

Things seemed off.

Very off.

This could only mean one thing: the young man's information was being deliberately controlled.

The only entity capable of doing such a thing is the royal family.

At this point, the young man seemed to be stunned by Xilin's words too:

"Ma'am, are you crazy?"

"I'm not crazy." Xilin blinked playfully, "Also, I don't necessarily want to stay in the Lord's mansion. I wouldn't mind any house in the territory, even if it's in a corner."

She hurriedly took out a piece of paper from her bag and said:

"I also brought along the marriage annulment agreement for you to have a look at."

The young man gave Xilin a few more scrutinizing glances and said:

"Has the Count's Mansion encountered some difficulty recently?"

Xilin displayed a puzzled expression.

The young man said: "Looking at your current attire, it's hard to tell you're a lady from the Count's family. Where are your other belongings?"

Xilin said dazedly:

"Ah, it's not like what you're thinking... I was worried about going out alone and running into accidents on the way coming to Byron Territory, so I dressed like this."

The young man was already showing a look of pain:

"You're traveling far and not taking anyone with you? You're not a professional, aren't you worried about accidents on the way?"

The girl giggled foolishly.

The young man slapped his forehead and said:

"First tell me, when did you start your journey?"

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