"Mom, I'm leaving. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info is here to bid you farewell. ”

The man knelt in front of the wooden door, it was still early autumn, and the cold wind was already a little pressing.

"Mom, this trip is full of hardships and dangers, and the future is unpredictable. I have entrusted Alain with your care—and if I can return, I will marry Alain. ”

There was no response in the house.

The man moved his fingertips to touch the weapon in his hand, the cold touch of the metal reassuring him. He looked up at the dilapidated wooden house in front of him, the doors and windows were all closed, and only a small shadow hit the window paper.

The shadow in the room sat on the edge of the bed with its back to him, stubbornly froze in the spider-silk words that fluttered outside the door.

"Lately, I've been dreaming endlessly at night, how many times have I dreamed of the day I left home with my father twelve years ago. If my father and I had been calmer then, would it have been different? ”

The man looked at the grave that stood in the open space on the side of the hut, and the words on the wooden sign were not legible from here.

"Of course my mother doesn't forgive me. How many people's expectations have I sacrificed to this day? I didn't get to see my father for the last time, and Alain hadn't been married for more than a decade. I'd be willing to spend my life if I could pay it back - but not yet. If I run away now, my father will laugh at me. If you run away now, it's like admitting defeat to your father. Father, he must have been disappointed, too. ”

Lowering his head, the man clenched his hand holding the weapon slightly.

"I've already escaped once, and I can't stand the humiliation a second time. Although the young master is an unlikable person, I still have to go back and avenge him. ”

"Miss Audella is the only daughter of the Tagel merchant group and the fiancée of the young master. She was a twenty-three-year-old lady, and unlike the frivolous young master Carloman, she was calm and assertive, and her appearance and etiquette were impeccable. Everyone privately said that it was a pity that she was worthy of the young master. It's been two days since the bandits had taken her, and I had to get her out of it before I could. ”

The man looked up, still unanswered, and the figure reflected in the window did not move.

The man sighed secretly, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mom, please take care." The man stood up, and he dusted off his pants and tied his weapon and package to his body. Glancing at the mound beside the house, he resisted the urge to get closer, and turned and walked forward.

After walking about thirty or forty steps, there was the sound of the wooden door opening behind him. The man paused, not looking back.

There was a wordless silence behind him, and he remembered the afternoon he had left home many years ago.

Feeling the attention from behind him, he strode forward in the crisp autumn wind.