Château Château Château de Crissus can always look a little eerie at night. The old families who lived here have a remarkable past and a not-so-glorious present. Under the deliberate low profile of the current lord for several years in a row, it has been almost forgotten.

Hiss stood straight on the wall. With no enemies to guard against, most of the time he just stood there in a daze. Scott said it was unnecessary, but as the castle's guard, Heath stubbornly stuck to his post.

He wasn't a knight, not even a squire, but he was paid for after all......

At this moment, however, he didn't notice that behind him, a faint light flashed on the eastern tower.

Alan Carvo stood on his feet, and was about to reach for the door when it was suddenly pushed open and nearly smashed in the face.

"Scott!" he exclaimed, exasperated.

The moonlight shone on the smile of the young man opposite. Scott Criesers stepped forward and gave him a tight hug.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Alan Carvo. ”

"Me too, Scott," Alan sighed, "what's going on? You're looking for me in such a hurry, and I'm worried that if I open this door, I'll see an ice dragon standing on a castle that has been completely in ruins. ”

“...... It's not going to happen. Scott seemed surprisingly serious.

"Just kidding. What the hell is going on?"

"Don't be in such a hurry, Alan, I've got your favorite wine, let's sit down and have a drink......" The young man reached out to help Eren, but the lame but still agile warrior shrank back and avoided him.

"My daughter is still waiting at home. Scott, what the hell is going on?" he accentuated. Despite Scott's casual appearance, he could see the apprehension of a young man who was not good at concealing his enthusiasm.

"Okay......" Scott scratched his chin, "I need to get out of here for a while, tomorrow morning." ”

"The Knights' mission?" Alan guessed.

Scott nodded.

"Where?"

Scott's eyes wandered.

"Scott!" Allen's tone became stern.

"Ston Butch!" Scott raised his hands helplessly, "I have to go to Ston Butch, and I'm not sure when I'll be back, that's why I'm looking for you, I need someone to take care of Is!"

“...... Stonebuch is at war!" Alan glared at Scott, "You're a paladin, not a knight of the king, why are you running to join in the fun?"

"It's not a joke!" Scott retorted, somewhat frustrated that he was still treated like a child, "you know Ante Bofford? he wrote a letter to Sean...... Someone saw a necromancer in Stonebug. ”

"I've never heard of anything like that!" said Allen. Even if he no longer ventures around, Alan Carvo's friends are still all over the place, and if a necromancer were to appear in Stonebutch, he would never have heard the slightest rumor. It may all be a conspiracy, and Ante Boverdt knows what it means for a paladin to appear on the battlefield.

He wouldn't allow his friends to be used like this.

"Tell Sean you can't go, you have a child to take care of. He said in a tough tone.

Scott shook his head, "Some paladins have children younger than Is! and Sean is my uncle, so I can't always embarrass him." ”

Alan looked at him suspiciously for a while: "...... What else are you hiding from me?"

The paladin, who was easily seen through, scratched his chin again in embarrassment. He grew a beard, but that didn't make him look much mature.

"It was I who persuaded Sean to accept Ante's request. "This is a good opportunity to end the war." ”

“...... What are you mad about! Do you think the god of water would like to involve her knights in such a war?" Alan couldn't help but roar.

"It's been almost four years, Allen...... If it helps, I can't pretend I don't know anything, or stay out of it in God's name. Scott said calmly.

Alan kept shaking his head. But Scott summoned him here in this way at moments like these...... When that look appeared on his face, it meant that he had made up his mind, and even Alan couldn't change it.

"You know it's not going to be that simple. Alan shifted his weight to the intact leg, and with a faint hint of hope he tried to convince his friend, "Are you really sure that Ni'o would allow such an act?"

Scott shook his head, "I never guess God's arrangement, Alan, I follow the guidance of my heart, and I believe this is what Nio wants." I know Ante, he's going to be a good king, he just needs a little help to end the war as soon as possible. ”

Alan Carvo felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He was a formidable warrior, brave enough and powerful to lead his companions in the face of any danger, but a war in which humans killed each other for their own rights - there was really nothing he could do about it.

And for some reason, he always felt that Scott was still hiding something.

"Please, Alan, I'll be back soon, I just need you to take care of Isis for a while. Scott pleaded. The same innocent and passionate gaze as it had been ten years ago made it impossible for Cavo to refuse. He also knew that the child needed to be well cared for.

"Where is he?" he asked helplessly, "...... Okay?"

"Good. Scott grinned, "It's just...... An ordinary boy, although not very talkative. He's been much quieter since I left him here for an afternoon," he glanced at Cavo guiltily, "maybe a little too much.quiet, he doesn't make any friends here, and I rarely take him out of the castle, but he never complains. ”

The young man looked more and more self-reproachful: "Maybe you're right, I really don't know how to raise a child......"

"Scott, Scott," Alan sighed, "either we'll find a warm and comfortable place to sit down and talk about how to raise a child, or tell me where that child is." ”

"Right here. Scott turned around and shouted, "Us! Come here." ”

Alan heard the sound of a door opening downstairs, but no footsteps, and the boy silently walked up the spiral staircase, leaning against Scott and looking up at Carvo.

He was not yet ten years old, about the height of a human boy of his usual age, wrapped in a heavy cloak, holding a small package in his hand, quiet and pale. His blonde hair was lighter than his brother's, almost silver-white in the moonlight, his features were as slender as elves, and his light blue eyes were like hard but fragile gems.

Scott rubbed the boy's hair, "Do you remember what I told you? Listen to Alan, I'll pick you up soon." ”

"Soon?" said Is, looking up in confirmation.

"Soon. Scott assured, bent down and kissed the boy on the forehead, placing his hand in Alan's.

The boy's hands were cold, and Alan knew that it might not just be because of the weather.

He wordlessly squeezed the little hand and smiled comfortingly at the boy: "I have a daughter, a year older than you, you will get along well." ”

The boy did not respond. He followed Alan to the center of the small circular room, and as Alan fiddled with the ring, allowing a faint circular halo to emerge from the floor, he just stood there silently, watching his brother wave and smile at him as he retreated to the door.

In the memory of Is-Christus, that night was the end of his childhood.

qidian.

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