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"What are you crying about?" Lawrence was unexpectedly calm, and he beckoned Charlotte to come over, "Come, let me take a good look at you." ”

Charlotte moved on her knees, and Vivien Leigh, who was silently wiping tears from her tears, wanted to help him, but was avoided by Charlotte. He knelt beside the bed, bowing his head and not daring to look at Lawrence's frail face, and his father's weakness was like a blunt knife, slashing at his chest one by one, making him suffer and regret, and even wanting to jump into the abyss, so that he could escape all that had made him miserable.

"People always die, and I just embraced death some time in advance. Lawrence was very calm, he reached out to wipe the tears from Charlotte's cheeks, at this moment he was no longer a lion of the North, just a kind father who wanted to enjoy his family.

"It's none of your business, I've been on the road all these years, and the murmur of ambition like the devil has taken over my mind. If I could have been with you a little more and cared for you a little more, maybe things wouldn't have turned out like this. I turned my back on the teachings of Claudien's ancestors and wanted to sit on the throne full of calamity and ominousness, so fate punished me, and it was as simple as that. None of this is your business. He said weakly but calmly, like a mountain, sheltering his children from the wind and rain before they were about to collapse.

Charlotte shook her head and choked, "If you're wrong, it's your fault that you shouldn't have let me go to Icewind Castle to become a mage. Fourteen years ago, I had chosen to be a gentleman and marry Cecilia to inherit the Ferrard family, nothing would have happened today. ”

"It will happen, and I have always tried to cultivate your spirit of solidarity and solidarity, but unfortunately I have not led by example. He waved his hand, "Don't talk about that." Charlotte, wipe away the tears, I need you to be strong. ”

He motioned to Rebecca, and the hostess wiped her tears and brought the knight's sword of fetters from the tablestand. Lawrence took him solemnly and shouted to Charlotte, "Get down on one knee!"

Charlotte realized something, and she trembled, not excited, but afraid. The great fear clung to his heart and made him breathless, and the sword pressed black against his head like a heavy sea, making him unable to move like a fish in a sardine can.

He remained on his knees, fear causing him to lean back, "No! I don't! I can't!"

"Charlotte!" Lawrence's voice was a little louder, which made him cough repeatedly, "Are you going to refuse your mission?

"Daddy, spare me...... I can't do it! I've almost ruined everything! I'm not qualified to sit on that throne!"

"Charlotte!"

But Charlotte was like a helpless child, just trembling there. Rebecca hugged Charlotte lovingly and shook her head at Lawrence, who had a blank expression and a pinch of pity and pain in his eyes, knowing that Charlotte was ruined, that he had fallen into hell and would never be able to climb back. Remorse welled up, and Lawrence asked himself why he had coveted the throne and destroyed the family's castle and his two sons in one fell swoop.

"Brother Charlotte......" Vivien Leigh knelt down beside Charlotte on one knee and hugged his shoulder with empathy, "It's none of you, it's all about me ......"

At this time, Lawrence noticed Vivien Leigh's kneeling posture, and his eyes lit up, "Will you accept it, accept this crown, and become the new Grand Duke of Erossa?"

Charlotte subconsciously grabbed Vivien Leigh, "No, don't!"

His words had the opposite effect, and Vivien Leigh looked at Charlotte, and a strong sense of self-reproach and remorse turned into an almost masochistic sense of responsibility!

"I! Vivien Leigh Clayderman is willing to accept this heavy burden and mission! I will become the glorious head of the Clayderman family and the Grand Duke of Erosa! I will abide by Clayderman's teachings, rebuild Fort Savoy, and regain the lost glory! Let all those who shed the blood of Clayderman reunite under the glory of that thousand years!"

She solemnly swore to Lawrence, "I swear! I will protect the family! I will regather the strength of the three Northland brothers and sisters, eliminate hatred, put aside disputes, seek common ground while reserving differences, and work together! Let the prestige of the three Northland brothers and sisters shock all directions! This is my mission! It is also the mission of every Clayderman person!"

Lawrence smiled with satisfaction, he drew his sword from the sheath, patted Vivien Leigh on the back, shoulders, and top of her head in turn, and let Rebecca take the black iron crown and put it on for Vivien Leigh, hugging her and whispering.

"Now that you're the king of Erossa, I'm so proud of you, Vivien Leigh, you're a real Clayderman!"

Charlotte collapsed to the ground, he stared blankly at Vivien Leigh, subconsciously trying to dodge, and was ashamed of her light.

Vivien Leigh nodded solemnly, but refused to accept the Sword of the Knight's Bond, a sword that had symbolized Clayderman's kingship since its loss. She said, "Father, I have no regrets. There is someone who needs it more than I do, the spirit it represents. ”

Lawrence nodded with satisfaction, and that was exactly the Clayderman spirit he wanted. He handed Charlotte the Knight's Sword of Bond, and asked the son, who had been crushed by great remorse and remorse, "Will you accept it?" Charlotte, you must get up and dust off before you can continue on your way. ”

Charlotte tearfully took the sword, which still had warmth on the hilt, and Lawrence seemed to hand him not only a sword, but also gentleness, firmness, and protection. Charlotte hugged it tightly, like a drowning man clinging to the last piece of driftwood.

"You have to find Aven, don't let him be controlled by Lu Sien's undead, and let the three brothers and sisters of the Northland be as close as one person in order to face the storms of the future. I can't protect you anymore, and it's your turn to protect your mother and this family. ”

After saying all this, Lawrence collapsed into Rebecca's arms as if he had been drained of all his energy, and he leaned up and poked his hand into Rebecca's cheek, just as he had done so many years ago. Rebecca is as beautiful as it was then, but with a touch of grace and luxury.

"Remember thirty years ago? I greeted you on the black steps of Fort Savoie, splattered with your favorite roses in all directions. ”

Rebecca pressed his palm to her cheek and nodded silently.

"I'm sorry, Rebecca, I broke my promise. I didn't protect my family or protect you, so in the future, I will ask you to guide these children. Although they are extremely talented, they are still just children in your eyes and me, and they still need to grow. The heart is to be hardened and cold as wood in the face of people outside the family, to wield swords and magic to remove all obstacles, and to become butchers, not only to be admired but also feared. Only in this way can they protect themselves, protect you, and protect their families. ”

"I'll point them out, I will!" Lawrence. Rebecca choked up and nodded.

Lawrence smiled with relief, his pale blue pupils gradually losing their luster, like the light of a lake at sunset, and he said as if in a dream, "I see the fire and the people wailing, I see the enemy laughing in the fire, I see the corpses of the swords on the graves, I see the stars falling as winter approaches, I see the ......"

Lawrence's face suddenly stiffened, his originally gloomy eyes burned faintly like a ghostly fire in the deep sea, and his face was full of horror, as if he had seen something unexpected.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, at this time he should not be able to see, but as if an inexplicable force pushed him to tilt his head, the palm of his hand slipped from Rebecca's cheek, and pointed straight at Charlotte, who was kneeling on the ground and holding the knight's fetters and wept silently.

"You, you, you......" His eyes widened as if ghostly. But after all, the stiff muscles relaxed, and a comfortable smile appeared on his face as if relieved, and his eyes were closed forever.

No one knew what he saw in his last moment, why he was so horrified, and why he pointed to Charlotte.

That night, the stars shone like weeping.

That night, the old king was gone, and a new king was enthroned!