At the end of summer, Lorton and Valle came to say goodbye.

The two of them already have a deep friendship, and this time they will move their family's property to the foothills of Bat Mountain. Lorton's betrothed partner, the bakery's daughter's home, is also there, and Lorton will be married there the following spring.

Thor and Shogues were invited to the final dinner, still four of them, and drank some wine. In addition to a sigh, there is not much to say, after all, everyone has their own life.

On the way home, Shogues boasts to Thor that he has embarked on an adventurous life, sometimes joining a team of adventurers into the dark wilderness.

Today, Hughes is already an official thief, but when he occasionally talks about the Thieves' Guild, his tone is getting weaker and weaker, and he always brings it in a few words.

Perhaps as he grew older, Shogues gradually understood that if he wanted to seek greater development on the road of thieves, he had to go to a bigger city, so that the thieves' guild there could have a head.

After all, a rural place like Gray Curtain Town is still too restricted, and it is far from a pattern.

However, for now, Schuggers is still diligently honing his thief skills, even if he has mastered it to the stage where he must break the bottleneck, it is better than nothing.

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In the light rain, a carriage turned into the mansion of the lord's mansion.

Faith Agrillton, who had been away from home for many days, jumped out of the carriage and looked at the brightly lit Lord's Mansion with a high-spirited face.

The servants were busy one after another, and soon, a family dinner began.

The lord Savien Agrlinton sat at the head of the long table, with his three ladies and sons and daughters sitting at the side, and Firth alone chose the middle of the last seat, opposite his father.

Savien is less than fifty years old, and his square face is not angry and arrogant, and it is slightly wrinkled. The dark brown shawl hair was tied in a small braid at the back of the head, and a few whiskers were neatly combed along the lips and under the chin.

This was supposed to be a template for an elderly gentleman, but it looked a little unbearable with the puffy bags under the eyes and loose flesh on Savyn's face. Perhaps he was once handsome when he was young, but now he has been eroded by years of luxury.

A slightly cloudy gaze swept over the people at the table.

"Where's Chryti?" Savine's voice rang out.

"This kind of family dinner, how can there be a place for that little slut......" A lady next to her muttered quietly.

"It's a whole family thing to call her. Savine's voice was low, and the rest of the room was still quiet.

Soon the veiled Cletti came to the table and chose a position on the side and back, neither near Faith at the end nor the crowd in front. Anyway, there were a lot of seats, and the lord's family banquet was never full.

"When the people are here, let's talk. Savine moistened his mouth with the thick soup in front of him, and his eyes swept over the second son, Faith, who was across the table.

"Today I am here to say goodbye to my father and mother, as well as to my brothers and sisters, who have passed the second trial of the Magic Guild and obtained the qualification to become a fire mage. ”

"In the coming days, I am about to leave this territory and go to the mainland to seek more in-depth learning and development. ”

Fez's voice fell, and there was an immediate stir at the table.

The ownership of the lord's succession was only decided two years ago, and Feith's departure meant that he would give up the inheritance.

Savynn was on the side, and Feth's biological mother, Dia, looked angrily at her son, who was becoming more and more incomprehensible. She originally thought that there would be a few years of good life to live in the future, but it was difficult to say what would happen to Fess's concession in the future.

Although she has a young son in addition to Firth, she can also participate in a new round of inheritance competition, but why should she give up the rights that have already been obtained?

Aubrey, the eldest son of the Agrin family and Firth's older half-brother, is staring at his younger brother Firth's face. seems to want to see from the other party's face whether this is some kind of trick to retreat into advance, just to seek more benefits.

If what Fez's says is true...... Aubrey felt his dark and withered heart suddenly revive, beating at a frenzier rate than ever.

All this should have been his own, power, wealth, status, and when the old guy returns to heaven, he will have to possess his wives and daughters. Thinking of Chletty's beautiful face under the veil, Aubrey's heart burned as if it were burning through her chest, and she would and could only be a delicate plaything.

That's something that even my father couldn't do, and the old guy still cares about the last bit of decency, and it seems that he has to do it himself after all. By the way, before acting recklessly, I have to send the other two damned younger brothers to accompany the ancestors.

A twisted smile crossed Aubrey's face, and it was quickly hidden again.

Feith's gaze quietly swept over the people at the table, and the sarcastic smile on his lips was fleeting.

The faces of the sisters and sisters did not fluctuate much, after all, the game of power has never had much to do with them. Except for the restless elder brother, the remaining two younger brothers had a very calm expression, with their heads down but their eyes secretly turning.

Being able to get this rotten chessboard out of the way, Faith instantly felt a lot more relaxed.

"There are some things that you can't just let if you want to. Savine suppressed the extreme anger in his eyes, and his voice was tepid. Easily relinquishing the right of inheritance, which in itself is a desecration of the glory of the lord.

"I'm not here, I've already made a decision, and I hope to get my father's support and understanding. I also firmly believe that any one of my older brothers and younger brothers can lead the family to new heights. ”

Won't you give them a chance?" Faith stared meaningfully at the old master in the distance, expressing his determination on the one hand, and bringing the conversation to his brothers who were about to move.

There is no need to rebel against the family with a strong attitude, after all, the strength of the old guy's third order is here, and Feith doesn't want to suffer another old punch before leaving.

Savine silently took in the expressions of his sons, knowing that Firth had a determined character, which he had once admired. There is no point in forcing Fez to tie up, and it can't be stopped, let alone when the inheritance has become so worthless.

It's okay to take the power back in your hands for a few more years and wait and see again, anyway, you haven't reached the point where you can't lift your sword.

Chlettie had been listening quietly at the dinner table, and perhaps not at all, after all, these things in the family had never had anything to do with her. Not before, and not in the future.

It wasn't until the feast ended unhappily and everyone left with their own hearts and minds that Chletty silently returned to her room.

It was a simple and tidy room, not like his cheap sisters, who had many rich purple and pink curtains, nor any expensive works of art, and almost no decent decoration.

After checking the warning spell that had been set up to guard against intruders, and placing several mid-level powerful magic scrolls within reach, Cletty sat on the bed and hugged her knees and suddenly had nothing to do.

Noticing her subconscious posture of holding her legs, Chletty frowned.

I'm getting more and more like that guy from Thor.

Outside the window, the rain was dripping, and Chletty always had an inexplicable fear of the rain.

Mother left on a rainy night with lightning and thunder, and since then, she has been alone.

She was convinced that she was the loneliest person in the world, and that she would remain so lonely until she met another loner in the monastery.

It is said that it is an encounter, but it is also an inevitability in chance.

After all, it's a guy who can be quiet and silent to the point of non-existence, and being low-key to the extreme is sometimes a kind of flamboyance in itself.

For many years he never spoke, and seemed to be very good at disappearing, and if you didn't pay attention, you wouldn't be able to find him.

On more than one occasion, Cletti hid behind an ancient pillar and watched him being punched and kicked by orphans for his unpleasant character. But he never cried, rarely resisted, and most of the time just silently endured the malice of the world.

Chletty watched him be knocked down again and again, and silently got up again and again, silently raised her arm to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, silently walked to the well to wash the scars and stains on her body, and silently curled up in the corner of the wall with her legs, becoming a part of the darkness.

Every time she watched him walk to the back of the well, she always felt like she was looking at a wolf.

Cletti knew that if the wolf was wounded, it would jump into the swamp below the cliff. After the herbs on the cliff fall into the swamp and soak and rot, they will have a certain healing effect, and the intelligent wolf will soak in it, lick the wound quietly, and heal silently alone.

Every time she saw him hold his legs and shrink back into the corner, she knew he was back in his swamp, quiet and comfortable.

She suddenly wanted to get close to him and tell him that I was actually the same as you.

She had imagined countless times what it would be like to meet him in the cramped underground library of the abbey. It's a pity that probability played a joke with them, and they always missed it.

Later, one day she suddenly received a threatening note from him in the library, and she was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night, and she felt closer to him.

Every time she received the slightest news about him and saw his little improvement, she would be overjoyed, as if she had been favored by fate.

Not long ago, when she saw him at the banquet of her mean sister, she felt that her world had suddenly blown a warm storm, and the two lonely souls had finally come together.

She took the tight time, and over and over again sorted out how to trick him into meeting her in the garden, and she picked out her most beautiful dress, and ran quickly across the garden to climb the trees to pretend to meet her, and nervously knitted what she had to say.

She felt that her lifeless life had never been so girly.

Listening to him talk about his miserable life in the tree, the clumsy but warm way of comforting, like the vanishing sun, almost made her faint with happiness.

It's a pity that his appearance was still too abrupt and hasty, and he didn't say too much to say, and he didn't even have time to say it, which caused his instinctive backlash and vigilance.

It is not only beyond my expectations, but also in anticipation.

She was annoyed by the imperfections of their first encounter, but at least he and she had a beginning.

In the summer, when she arrived at the monastery, she anxiously searched for him, and followed nervously all the way.

It wasn't until she saw a girl by his side that she realized he had grown up.

She was glad that someone could warm him.

As for the heart-rending pain in his heart, forget it, I still won't show it to him. It's nothing more than digging a pit in my heart and burying it again, and I've been used to it for so many years.

Many times, you often can't imagine how much a person means to you until one day you see him with someone else.

She had thought that he would wait for her quietly in the convent, but now it seemed that he might have a stable and beautiful life in the future, happy in a place she could not see.

That's ,...... Maybe that's good, too.

Will you still come, take me by the hand and take me out of this desperate place?

Cletti buried her face in her embrace, and soft sobs rang out in the darkness.