Chapter Eighty-Nine: Adopted Son

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"Charlotte, I want you to do something for me. Obviously begging someone to do something, but Brent didn't seem to worry about Charlotte's refusal at all.

He sighed, knowing that he could not avoid it, he could only say helplessly, "You say, I'll listen." ”

"What kind of expression do you have? I've taught you a lifetime of comprehension, but it's not necessarily worse than the mystical methods you've learned. Brent scolded, bringing up a strange topic, "Charlotte, you don't seem to be married, are you?"

"No, I'm married. ”

Brent's eyes widened, and even Eve was stunned.

"Who's it?" asked Brent after a long while, "should it be ......?"

Before Brent could think about it, Charlotte interrupted, "Cecilia Ferrard. ”

Cecilia Ferrard thought for a while before Brent remembered that it was Charlotte's former betrothed, but she was already ......

Noticing Charlotte's silent expression, Brent wisely changed the subject, "Then you don't have an heir yet, do you?"

Charlotte understood something for a moment, and he stared at Eve with wide eyes. The latter reacted and covered her mouth in horror, as it seemed that Brent had never mentioned her thoughts to her before.

"I want you to adopt little Hibbert, not to ask for any inheritance, but to keep him safe for the rest of his life. Brent said calmly, his eyes full of anticipation.

Charlotte shook her head, "I'm sorry, but I'm sorry. You may not know where I am now, but to be honest, I can't protect myself in the future, and I really don't have the energy to take on the responsibilities of guardian. ”

"Hah! Is there anyone else who can live without risk in this troubled world? In this world, it is not easy enough to live. If he stays in Lotsente, he is afraid that he will return to the underworld before he learns to appreciate beauty and wine, and go to you, so that he will not be stabbed in the chest with a sword like a fool. Brent sneered, and then looked at Charlotte seriously, "Please, brother, although it is rude, but this is my lifelong request! Otherwise, I really don't have the face to go to Huangquan to see my father and brother." ”

Charlotte was as silent as a broken old-fashioned wall clock.

"Charlotte, do you really want to watch little Hibbert become a puppet archduke? Do you want to watch the future of Nell being persecuted by those corpse vegetarian guys? Or do you want to see little Hibbert being used by those guys and raising the flag of rebellion against Nell? Do you really want to watch the tragedy of uncle and nephew cannibalism recur in Locente? After the rise and fall of Erossa, you should know better than anyone what a painful future it is. ”

Charlotte clenched her fists in silence.

"Little Hibbert is not Fevien Leigh, he has no power to resist! Nell is not you, he has no other country to support him to put an end to the chaos! Eve is not Aunt Rebecca, she does not have her aunt's masterful means! Once that happens, Losente is finished! Do you really want to watch your mother family, Leslie, completely destroyed? Please, adopt little Hibbert and take him away, as a father, I know that it will really hurt him to leave him in Losente!" Burrent choked and begged with tears in the corners of his eyes.

As a king, he never bowed his head to anyone, but as a father and brother, he had to bow his noble head to his cousin when he was dying.

Charlotte's clenched hand let go, and he sneered, "You still say that you have turned back to the playboy Brent of the past, you liar, aren't you still worrying about labor?"

Brent saw what Charlotte meant, but the stakes were high, and he still confirmed, "You agreed?"

"Let's start with that, I'm going to face more enemies than you can imagine in the future, and it's not Marcus, Elinor, or Bruno. What if little Hibbert is going to be ...... in the future Don't blame me. ”

"That's nature!" said Brent, who was already dead, but now looked radiant when he had solved the matter, and commanded Eve, "Go and bring in Nell and little Hibbert, so that I may have a good look at my son and brother at last." ”

Eve had a premonition of something, and walked out of the room in tears.

After a while, Eve walked into the room with a baby boy in her arms, presumably Charlotte's nephew, little Hibbert. Nell followed behind him, and he seemed to have a premonition that Burrent's life was imminent, and his eyes were slightly red.

When the three men came in, Berent ordered the maid to go out, and took little Hibbert in his arms, and looked at them carefully, and kissed them tenderly. Then, reluctantly, he handed the child to Charlotte.

"Come, look at my son, your adopted son. ”

Charlotte took it, and the little Hibbert in the swaddling clothes now had long eyebrows and eyes, his blonde hair was thick, his eyelashes were very long, and his arms were round like lotus roots, looking as delicate and lovely as a doll. Maybe it was fate, after he saw Charlotte, he actually smiled and babbled hello.

"What a cute little elf. Charlotte held him up and kissed him on the forehead, "From now on, you'll be going to change your name to Hibbert Clayderman." ”

Nell immediately realized something, he looked at Brent in surprise, and hurriedly knelt down and said, "Grand Duke, I would like to assist little Hibbert as king, please think twice!"

Brent waved his hand, "When is it, still call me the Grand Duke." Come on, brother, I won't be able to stand for long, brother, and the future of Rosente will depend on you. Hoyle, Mallory, and the new generation of knights are the real cornerstone of Lotsente, and from now on, you are the only one left in the Leslie family, you can't be softer anymore!"

"Brother, I really don't have the slightest intention of getting involved in the throne! How can someone like me ......?"

"What's wrong with you!?" Valente glared, "I don't allow you to mention anyone like me, from now on you represent the only Leslie! You will be the noblest and best being in this country! Now, kneel down for me!"

Nell looked at Charlotte pleadingly, who sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The choice is yours, trust me, it's not just honor and power, it represents something heavier than everything you've experienced so far." ”

"Get down on your knees!" Brent repeated.

Nell's face was cloudy, and he didn't know how much time had passed, and everyone waited intently for his decision. Finally, in Brent's anticipation, Nell finally got down on one knee.

"In the name of the lord of the Leslie family, the Archduke of Rosette and the rightful protector and ruler of the people of the West, I declare that Nell Leslie will be my rightful successor, and crown you the new Archduke of Roset!" said Brent solemnly, at this time, his energy seemed to be drained by this sentence, and after relieving himself of his responsibilities, he became the dying patient on the sickbed again, "Arise, King of Roset, no one in this country will henceforth make you kneel." ”

"Brother!" Nell was about to say something, but was interrupted by a wave from Brent.

"I'm sleepy, Charlotte, please take your son out to rest, and teach the king of Lotsant how to be king by the way. I'd like to talk to Eve alone. ”

Charlotte knew that this parting might be eternal, and he nodded with a heavy expression and said slowly, "Well, goodbye, cousin." ”

Goodbye means never seeing each other again.

He carried little Hibbert in his arms and pulled the tearful Nell out the door, and in the midst of little Hibbert's late cry, he heard Brent say to Eve.

"I'm sorry, Eve, you can't leave Lotsente, Nell and little Hibbert need you to stay here......"

Before the door closed, Charlotte heard Eve sobbing.

Yes, she can't go to Icewind Castle, otherwise it will fill the adult little Hibbert with lust for the throne of Lotsente. She must stay in Losente as a necessary force to support Nell.

But for a new mother, losing her dependent husband and beloved child on the same day is undoubtedly the most cruel thing.

But what else can be done? As Brent said, in this damn chaotic world, it takes all your strength to stay alive.