"This is ・・・・・・" Ann Rosette drew a card from the deck and handed it to Diana, who was slightly stunned when she saw the image of the fool painted on the card.

And the curious girls around came up again, unconsciously holding their breath, they all wanted to know the secrets that these cards could reveal.

"Career!" Ann Lotte thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with the object of divination.

"Career? It is worthy of Her Royal Highness! "No one expected that Ann Lotte would choose a career in divination. Although they are the crown princes of the kingdom, their first impression is that Ann Rosette will choose the direction that girls pay attention to in love.

Diana took a deep breath, although it was a game, maybe it was also a real projection.

"Although he is a fool, he will stick to his goal. It may be a long road ahead, but you will still persevere, even if there is a cliff in front of you, the brave fool will move forward, and the loyal puppy next to him will remind him of the danger ahead, maybe it is because of this that the fool can see a different scenery. However, the fool often insists on carrying the laurel crown of victory, while the puppy has always protected him despite the hardships. Her Royal Highness may need a loyal companion by her side in order to fulfill your wishes. It's just that maybe ・・・・・・ will lose more. Because what you get from pursuing is not necessarily better than what you originally had. Diana's expression seemed a little nervous.

"Fools rarely trust anyone, but once they decide to trust then it will be unconditional. Therefore, your Highness should not blindly trust others. Maybe that hurts those who love you. ”

・・・・・・

"Ah・・・・・・ tsk・・・・・・ girl is so heavy!" Charlotte groped her way up and touched the back of her head and grinned, but behind him was Arthur, who had no expression on his face.

"I didn't put you in this academy so that you could develop some bad habits." Arthur glanced coldly at the man sitting on the ground, maybe he could use anyone, but that didn't mean he was indifferent to anyone. At least this man Arthur will never abandon, because this man is his own uncle, the only brother of his deceased mother.

Despite his mother's humble status, despite his uncle being a playboy and a liar in high society, and despite the fact that even those who supported him in the family demanded that Arthur break off relations with Charlotte, Arthur never gave up on him.

Sure enough・・・・・・ people should not make promises lightly when they are still clean. Arthur was sometimes a little annoyed, but when he saw his mother's pleading at the sickbed, he was left with only remorse for his powerlessness.

Charlotte silently lit herself a cigarette and suddenly asked, "What's wrong?" I thought I'd never see you again. Could it be that the old guys of Genoa are not pleasing to you again? He quipped, but Arthur was clearly not in the mood.

"I said that one day I would change this Honkai world, including that ugly family, so I won't stay there." Arthur looked at the dark sky and muttered. Originally, this kind of thing should not be told to an outsider, but Arthur drank a little wine today and hadn't confided in this man for a long time. Arthur couldn't help but laugh at himself, and he still had some nostalgia.

The last time I talked so much to him was when I was seven years old, when I often rode on this man's neck and ran to the lively night market in Genoa to play crazy and never go home, and when I came back, we accepted a scolding from my mother together.

Hearing Arthur's almost crazy words, Charlotte didn't speak for a long time, and exhaled a deep puff of smoke, the man extinguished the spark of the cigarette butt, and said calmly: "Little Arthur can be so good now, my sister and I are very pleased!" It's just that I hope little Arthur is still as clean as before, and if the old lady sees you swallowed up by power, you will be very sad. So - stop it! ”

"Shut up!" There was a sudden roar that made the man who was always indifferent and well-dressed seem to have been stung by a wasp. Arthur is like a fried lion cub, although he has long since grown into a power-devouring lion.

"It's so rude to be such an adult." Charlotte quickly reverted to her old cynicism, but turned her head to the side.

"Shut up!" Arthur roared, he couldn't control himself, he hadn't been out of control in a long time, maybe because he had been too depressed in that cannibalistic city and was released here.

Arthur's hysterical roar in the empty hallway seemed to make Charlotte's face a little uncomfortable, "I'm your uncle, am I not qualified to discipline you?" ”

"Hmph" a piercing sneer, "do you have one?" If you are my uncle, why can't you protect my mother, you can only let her suffer in silence. I'm on my own, and you want to lick the boots of the Doria family. You know it was you who was thinking of your mom when she died! Let me, your nephew, take care of you. Uncle! Arthur didn't want to see the person in front of him, and he didn't recommend him here at all, but just wanted to leave him in this place and spend his life in peace.

"When I was your age, I had the same 'lofty ideals' as you, but you, a noble kid, wanted to change the world, while I, a poor boy, sharpened my head and wanted to squeeze into high society." A wilted Charlotte suddenly talks about Arthur's familiar past.

Arthur knew, but this was the first time the man had spoken it. It's just that the so-called squeezing into the upper class society is nothing more than hooking up and deceiving those aristocratic women who don't understand the world, cheating money and sex, and then running away mercilessly for a few months before changing their faces and continuing to do so. And his sister, Arthur's mother, is tired of working to pay off Charlotte's debts outside.

But in exchange for not the prodigal son's return, but a nightmare.

Charlotte actually reached out to the Doria family, but how could this succeed? As a result, Charlotte was put in prison. But the suffering doesn't stop, and another man who gives Arthur's mother a nightmare comes to her home.

He is Arthur's biological father, but Arthur has never seen him, even the family rarely mentions him, although he has a noble bloodline, but Arthur knows that he is a scumbag. On that rainy night, on that terrible rainy night, his mother became pregnant with him.

But the strong woman survived, and the woman gave birth to Arthur, and also loved Arthur, and while taking care of Arthur, she worked hard to earn money to get Charlotte out of prison bail.

When Charlotte saw the light of day again, her sister was waiting for her outside the wall with a boy a few years old.

"At that time, although your mother was still as smiling as she used to, I knew that some things could not be erased and irrevocable. At that time, I regretted it, so for so many years, although I am a scumbag, I know that there are some things that do not consider the consequences, and when it comes to hurting those who love you, it will be too late to regret it. If I had known that your mother would have fallen so seriously for me, I would not have died in the first place. Charlotte became a little depressed, as if even he felt that his words were not convincing at all.

"But I don't have anyone to protect." Arthur's voice grew cold.

"But ・・・・・・ a man who grows up will one day discover that he has something that he must protect, otherwise he will not be a man, Arthur." Charlotte let out a long sigh.

"I'm tired today, I came to you today to inform you in advance, my political enemies have found your traces, and in a few days I will have someone take you out of here. I've got everything for you there, Tunisia. Arthur seemed really tired and pressed his hand to his forehead, he didn't say anything more, and disappeared into the dark corridor, leaving Charlotte behind・・・・・・

Mom, everything I can have already been done, and as for my uncle, it's up to him. Because I don't know ・・・・・・・・・・・・ I might come to see you!" Mom, maybe I'll go to hell and not be able to see you in heaven. In the darkness, a tear flowed from the man's face, probably the last tear of his life.