Incompatible Interspecies Wives

Chapter 37: Spreading Reputation (3)

Gibson Blackwood found himself less anxious these days.

Many things within his territory were slowly getting back to normal

The forest, once harmed by monsters and magic, was gradually recovering its pristine state.

People, who had surrendered to despair and lost all hope, were finally starting to get back on their feet, one after another. The sounds of crying that once filled the air were giving way to an emergent chorus of laughter.

All this was made possible thanks to the sacrifice of the Red Flames and Ner.

He continued to work to prosper his territory, hoping that his daughter was holding up well.

-Thump, thump

'Father, I have arrived.'

A slightly urgent voice echoed from outside.

Gibson nodded, allowing his eldest son, Gidon, to enter the room.

"Come in."

As soon as Gidon entered the room, he said to Gibson.

"We have a visitor."

"A visitor?"

Gibson briefly wondered if there was something he had forgotten in his recent hectic schedule.

However, no matter how much he racked his brain, there were no expected visitors.

"Who's asking to see us?"

"It's the Celebrien family. They are currently with our soldiers at the Blackwood territory border."

Gibson, having maintained smooth diplomacy with the Celebrien family, did not feel uneasy about their sudden appearance.

He was simply curious as to why they had come in such a rush.

Drowned in the issues concerning the Blackwood territory for a while, Gibson hadn't had time to keep up with what was happening in other families.

...Even so, he had a hunch. Perhaps the Celebriens were acting so aggressively and hastily because they were facing the same issues as the Blackwoods.

Gibson nodded and said to Gidon.

"Bring in the guests."

Gidon nodded back in response.

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After a while, Gibson observed as the elves made their way into his mansion.

In contrast to the typical Celebrien elves, who always carried themselves with dignity and grandeur, these seemed different.

They appeared rather rushed, missing the usual calmness on their faces.

There was no carriage as if they had hurriedly rushed here, and the usual entourage of servants was missing.

Instead, Ascal Celebrien, the head of the Celebrien family, appeared on horseback with just a few escorts. Tall height, slender body with a young and handsome face. Despite being hundreds of years old, Ascal looked younger than Gibson, a surprising sight indeed.

Gidon, who escorted the elves, first dismounted from his horse and led Ascal to Gibson.

With a light touch to his forehead, Ascal bowed his head.

"Lord Blackwood."

Gibson, respecting the greeting in werewolf way, blinked a few times and reciprocated the gesture.