Sure that Sercio had fallen asleep, Behring was suddenly a little overwhelmed.

Since Joaquin's inexplicable death, he would sleep directly next to Sercio's bedside even at night to prevent accidents. But Borena told him that the necromancer who cast the spell to kill His Majesty had been captured, and that this was Limestone Fort...... Celcio will not be in any danger here.

He stood quietly in front of the bed for a long time before he blew out the candle, walked as slowly as he could, and left the room.

This room originally belonged to his older brother Brent, and his own room was next door. The young knight was tired but awake, wandering aimlessly through the corridors like a wandering spirit. He never came back for a few years, except when his father died, but every corner of the old castle was still vividly engraved in his mind.

He remembered the crooked knife figure in the corner of the hallway under the fading tapestry, and the patches on the staircase leading to the west tower...... And, the figure ahead that never seems to be able to catch up.

The distinctive sound of footsteps behind him made him know who was walking towards him without looking back. He also knew what Alan Cavo would tell him, and it made him want to turn and run away, but he still stood there with his head down, as if he was ready to be judged by some kind of judgment.

"You should talk to your mother. Alan walked up to him and said bluntly.

"I tried...... Behring smiled bitterly, "and she wouldn't listen." ”

Alan was silent for a moment, and suddenly changed the subject: "It seems that you really care about that little prince." ”

Behring was stunned. Subconsciously replied: "Of course, it is my duty ......"

"I'm not talking about duties. Alan interrupted him, raising his hand and tapping lightly on his heart. The armor that had not yet been taken off made a dull soft sound, "I'm talking about this." ”

Behring looked down at his breastplate in a daze.

"You can even raise a sword against innocent people for him, it's not the knightly way of the Grean family. Allen said bluntly, "You know Borena is innocent, don't you?"

Behring's heart jerked and he opened his mouth, but he was speechless.

Borena is not dead...... But then it flowed down the long sword. The blood that permeated his armor burned his hands all the time. It would be a nightmare he would never get out of for the rest of his life.

Looking at his expression, Alan sighed secretly. He wasn't here to reproach Behring. He just wanted to settle the impasse between the stubborn mother and son of the Grean family between leaving, but he seemed to be involuntarily too harsh.

"Go and rest for a while. He said gently, "Anyway, you're home...... There's no need to be so nervous. ”

He tightened his grip on his crutches and prepared to leave. Behring suddenly whispered, "He's just like me." ”

Alan looked back in amazement.

"He's ...... like me," Behring repeated in a trance. "Trying to make your parents happy, but never being as good as they would have liked. ”

Once he opened his mouth, the bitterness that had accumulated in his heart for many years seemed to burst in an instant.

"I may not be smart enough, but I'm not a fool either...... I know that His Majesty appointed me as Chief of Guard, Sercio, not just because I am adept at dismounting people with blunt spears. I accepted the appointment because I didn't think I should refuse the king in person, and it wouldn't hurt to go to Castle Black for a while and get to know the young crown prince more...... But my parents just blamed me for not having their consent. I don't think I've thought about the interests of my family at all...... I was twenty years old......"

It was in a joust held at Limestone Fort to welcome the king and queen, and Behring defeated all the knights. He won the cheers of the crowd and the admiration of the king, but could not get a little recognition from his parents. Disappointed and angry, Behring defied his parents for the first time in his life and followed Joaquin to Black Castle.

When he first met the pale and thin little prince who had just recovered from his illness, he was actually a little disappointed. But day after day, he soon discovers that there are many things in Sercio that are more valuable than "strong", but Joaquin and Kazia always turn a blind eye.

He could leave - there was always a reason to find it. But he chose to stay, vowing to protect Sercio forever and prove to everyone that the boy who was not recognized by his parents could become a great king.

Even after his father's death, he only came back to attend the funeral...... He knew that his mother would never forgive him for it.

And the sudden appearance of Borena is a huge threat.

He will not push everything to the orders of Kazia. At that time, he really wanted Borena's life, although he did have a good chance of being innocent.

But if the death of an innocent person can be exchanged for the stability of a country...... Belin has used this reason to convince himself countless times, but deep down, he knows that all he wants is for Sercio to ascend to the throne to prove his ability, and to prove that Belin's choice is not wrong.

But he was wrong.

The miracle that befell him was condemned at the same time. And everything that happened after that may have been born from this. If he refused...... If he had given Borena a victory, he would not have made "Resurrection from the Dead" an unattainable aura for Borenna, and things may not have turned out to be what they are today......

"Brent would never make such a mistake......" Behring's face was pale, his voice almost down to the ground, "he always knew what was right......"

“...... Maybe. "But he left his family, his parents and his brothers, to pursue his own freedom...... I can't say he's wrong, everyone wants something different, and if you force him to do what he doesn't want to do, it won't necessarily end well. ”

Behring looked at him, surprised and dazed.

"I caught that kid once...... I asked him to go home, but he wouldn't, saying that he was able to leave because you were far better suited than him to be the leader of the Grean family, because you knew what duty was, and understood the value of loyalty and honor...... If even your brother said that, do you think your parents wouldn't know?"

"But......," Behring said. "They always bring up the Brent ......"

Brent is stronger than him, Brent is more enthusiastic than him, and Brent is smarter than him. Brent could easily make everyone like him and follow him......

He has an older brother who can never be surpassed, and his departure makes everyone remember only his good qualities.

"Of course they will always mention him because he is not in front of them. Alan sighed, "He's in a place they can't know, they can't protect, even if it's an irresponsible bastard." They will also be forever worried about him...... It's like they'll always worry about you. Your mother probably thinks I don't know, and she's secretly planning to send someone to Blackcastle to get you and Sercio out, even though it's clear that the situation is in Borena's favor...... She knows very well that you won't leave that little prince behind. Why do you think Selene is angry? She's angry because she worries about you every day...... And you don't understand it at all. ”

Little by little, the young knight's head drooped. Alan couldn't see his expression. But I could hear the choking in his voice:

"I'm sorry ......"

“...... I shouldn't have said that. ”.

When I woke up, the whole world seemed to change.

Celsio sat at the table in an orderly manner, ready to eat lunch—he slept until noon, and it was a shame. But no one here seems to think there's anything to blame for this.

He tried not to look at the elf's ears. It's rude to stare at someone. He also tried not to look at the mother and son of the Grean family, who seemed to have regained harmony although they were both a little uncomfortable, and they must have reconciled while he was asleep...... Sercio didn't know if he had a chance to reconcile with his mother, and he couldn't help but feel sad, but he was able to maintain his manners perfectly, even when sitting across from him, a tall, barely human-like man, was destroying all the food that was brought to him with incredible speed...... He can also do it with difficulty not squinting.

A fat, squirrel-like creature purred up to him and stood upright to look at him. Then happily pushed his eggs down and rolled them away with two little paws grunting down the tabletop.

The silver knife in Sercio's hand slammed into the plate. Amazed.

"Xiao Mo, don't run !!"

The red-haired girl I had seen yesterday screamed, her whole body almost hitting the table, and if it hadn't been for the elf grabbing her, she would probably have jumped straight onto the table.

"Ish! Grab it! It can't eat anymore!! It's so fat that it can't even crawl!!"

Sercio thought that the squirrel with its dark eyes and flattened ears was fat, but it was still quite fast......

The young man at the other end of the long table, who looked as slender and beautiful as an elf, but didn't like to talk much, quickly grabbed Xiao Mo, who was rushing in front of him, and lifted the back of his neck to stare at it.

The little thing immediately looked frightened, hung its limbs softly, shook its thin little tail, and chirped pitifully twice.

"Oh, don't scare it!" Naria sneered, reaching out to save Mo and rolling the egg that had fallen on the table towards Sercio.

Probably the eggshell was broken, and the egg stopped halfway through the roll, and Ed, who was sitting next to Sercio, absentmindedly grabbed it, peeled off the eggshell and stuffed it into his mouth, then suddenly came to his senses, smiled apologetically, and pushed his own egg to Sercio.

"I'm sorry, Selene. Alan sighed, "I don't think they'll ever be able to finish a meal quietly." ”

"Shut up, you know I like them so much. Céline Greon smiled, the noble countess now seemed neither reserved nor cold, but kind and casual...... Like the fat cook who gave Sercio a bowl of hot soup in the kitchen yesterday.

"Can't you really stay a few more days?" she asked.

"Ed's mother is still waiting for him to come home, so ......"

Selene sighed and nodded.

"You ...... Are you leaving?" asked Ed in a whisper.

Ed nodded: "Let's come out...... It's been months since I've been on a trip, and it's time to go home. ”

He was stunned for a moment, his trance smile with nostalgia, and the "powerful priest" who could bring people back from the dead seemed to be just a homesick child at the moment.

"Don't worry, you'll be home soon. He smiled and comforted Sercio.

"Of course! if Borena dares to bully you...... Somebody is going to kick him in the ass. Naria elbowed Iss beside her, "Did you hear that?" you're going to look at him, aren't you?"

Isis glanced at Sercio, his eyes were too clear to make Celsio feel a little scared.

Then he nodded, not very happy, but very serious.

Sercio sighed to himself. He knew very little about them...... But he liked them.

"I think we'll meet again. Ed grinned at him, as if he could tell what he was thinking.

Sercio smiled back shyly.

Maybe it's because of the sunlight coming in through the window...... For a moment, he felt like Ed's hair had turned white.

(To be continued......)