Delaine’s eyes flashed with a trace of amusement, the more he pondered, the more interesting it seemed, even faintly anticipating the occurrence of that moment.

But Vid’s attitude did indeed resolve the concerns in Delaine’s heart—

Just consider himself having an additional colleague who couldn’t use magic, and if "Braun" did anything inappropriate, then deal with it accordingly, thinking like this made it much easier.

He raised the coffee cup and said with a smile, "I will convey all your thoughts to Mr. Grindelwald... So, for the new era of wizards, for my goals, cheers?"

Vid smiled and raised his cup, clinking it with his: "Cheers."

The flickering firelight reflected different glints in their eyes and the obvious subtle smiles on their lips.

Antoine: "..."

He glanced at his coffee cup that had unknowingly been emptied and hesitated whether he should clink glasses too and pretend to take a sip, but those two had already downed theirs.

Antoine: ...just pretend I don’t exist, huh?

... 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

By the time they stepped out of the tent, dusk had already enveloped the village. The cool night breeze brushed past their cheeks, carrying the scent of grass and flowing water, sweeping away the stagnant air inside the tent.

The students and tourists in the tent camp seemed not to have decreased at all, and even bonfires were lit, with distant laughter, vendor’s cries, haggling noises, and the melodious sound of music filling the air.

This ordinary clamor suddenly made you feel as if you had returned to the human world.

Antoine, with a hint of surprise, said: "Mr. Grindelwald used to think Muggles should either be ruled or eradicated. Now he actually accepts your suggestion... He really values you, Vid."

Vid gazed at the distant lights and said softly, "The times have changed, Antoine. Mr. Grindelwald has merely realized this point earlier than most wizards. The kind of violent suppression from before would only backfire now."

"But if it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t have made the decision so quickly..."

Antoine hesitated.

He only discovered today that Vid had once written such a letter to Delaine.

He wanted to tell Vid how dangerous it was to write that letter—back then, Delaine would have been the one coming to execute him or even both of them today.

But the words reached his lips and were swallowed back down by Antoine.

Vid’s recognition of Mr. Grindelwald and the Witch Pure Party is gradually increasing, their relationship like a honeymoon period. If that gentleman found out Antoine was "sowing discord" among them...

Honestly, although Antoine has followed Grindelwald for a longer time, he never felt he could earn the same trust and tolerance in front of that gentleman as Vid did.

He could never forget the cold, scrutinizing gaze of that person and the occasional ruthless glint in his eyes.

Antoine paused for a moment and changed the topic, "Speaking of which, Lucius Malfoy returned completely intact some time ago, without missing an arm or a leg, nor was he killed. Many people were quite disappointed."

"And for some unknown reason, after coming back, he turned around and started targeting his former partners, causing many Pure-Blood Clans to find life becoming tough."

Vid’s lips curved slightly.

"Seems like you know what’s happening?" Antoine suddenly lowered his voice, leaned toward Vid, and said: "When you helped Malfoy Jr., did you foresee today’s situation?"

Vid said with a smile, "Why Lucius Malfoy changed his stance, I suppose we should ask Dumbledore."

After all, according to the "assumption," he should not know that the toad brought out from the Forbidden Forest was Lucius Malfoy.

Antoine curled his lips and snickered with the same tone as before, "Do you think I’ll believe that?"