The plain of war, the city of wolf packs, the inner city of flame castle.The rising sun rose, and bright light shone in through the huge glass windows, illuminating the already brightly lit luxury restaurant.Claya, did Richard still not reply to you?A noble lady in a white dress puts down the golden fork in her hand.Mother, Richard hasn't yet, maybe he's too busy.Kreya, who looked in her twenties, thought of her husband and had a proud smile on her face.