In the deepest part of the Dark Spirit's underground vault, in the cavernous chamber on the shores of the lava lake.

Willy sat on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at Maca's side face as she recounted her past in an incoherent manner.

She wasn't really sad, because she could finally look at the boy in front of her and smile to her heart's content.

Even if it's just today, even if it's just this short time, she won't regret it anymore.

"Do you know?" She said, "I ...... Have a wish...... Maximal. I've always wanted to smile at my best friend......"

"Because of feelings...... It has to be expressed in order for people to understand ......"

……

Nothing to do with the curse of the Blois family, perhaps Willy herself is a girl who is not good at words.

Since the death of Willy's mother, her father, Monsieur Blois, has felt like a hole in his heart that can never be filled.

He has always been cheerful, as if even his own emotions have been sealed, and he has never shown the slightest smile.

He poured all his love for his wife into little Willy.

Excessive spoiling and protection have made Willy rarely able to contact outsiders since she was a child. Not to mention her peers, even the adults are just a few maids who take care of her daily life.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that Willy, who spoke very late, was not sensible until she was more than six years old.

In her world, there was no one but her father and her bedroom.

Until one day, a couple of guests came to the castle of Blois......

"Thank you, Monsieur Blois, for allowing us to spend some time in your castle. Truth be told, the best holiday I've ever had in my life is the one my father brought me to set up the castle......"

In a reception hall in Fort Blois, Willy's father sat across from a couple, chatting calmly.

Behind the sofa where the couple was sitting, a little girl was standing very sensibly with her. Looking at her very ladylike posture, it is clear that she has been taught excellent manners.

But if you look at her big smart eyes, you can see that this girl may not be as well-behaved as she appears on the surface.

"You're welcome," said Mr. Blois calmly, "our two families have been friendly for generations, and it's just a nightstay, not a big deal...... Not to mention, there are a lot of rooms in the castle! ”

Even though he was smiling politely, Willy's father still had a blank expression. Although he has received a complete heir education since he was a child, this expression is not disgusting, but a sense of distance will always arise.

"Haha, that's great!" The gentleman smiled heartily, "Speaking of which, we tried Quidditch on the hillside behind the castle!" Now that I think about it, I really miss it—"

“…… That's true. ”

Mr. Blois's face changed slightly, and he nodded a little coldly.

If you are an ordinary guest, you will naturally not talk deeply, so even if you talk with a straight face, it will not create an awkward atmosphere.

But the couple in front of them, especially this man, are not only friends with the Blois family, but even have a good friendship with the Blois couple.

In this case, Willy's father is still expressionless, and it is easy to have a cold situation.

"Eric, I may have some troubles, but ......," the other party persuaded with a little heaviness, "Ina's death is indeed sad, but don't you have a daughter?" If you keep looking like this, you ...... to your children."

Back in the back mountain, it wasn't just him and Blois. Willy's mother, who had just met Monsieur Blois, was also present, laughing and cheering them both on.

After that, though, the Blois couple didn't fall in love right away – they were still in school! But when it comes to the emotional experience of their husband and wife, it is an inevitable beginning.

The moment the other party puts aside his surname and calls him "Eric", it is a conversation between friends.

"You won't understand."

Mr. Blois shook his head faintly and interrupted the conversation.

Seeing that the friend didn't want to talk about it more, the other party had to sigh and take the initiative to lead the topic elsewhere.

This is the case with pure-blooded wizarding families, who are no longer in a position where they can speak their minds when they both bear their own family names.

Even if you are a former friend, you can become an enemy if you are not careful.

In most cases, maintaining family friendships is far more burdensome and complex than maintaining friendships between individuals.

"Crackle."

After another bland and polite conversation, Mr. Blois shook his wand and let out a soft sound. Immediately, a pair of servants quietly approached after knocking on the door, and led the guest family to the guest room, which had been prepared.

The rest of Mr. Blois took another sip of afternoon tea on the table, and squinted his eyes slightly as he faced the warm sunlight outside the window.

On his face, in addition to exhaustion, there was also a bit more indescribable complexity.

After a few moments, Blois reopened his eyes. The bright sunlight seemed to confuse him, and he shook his eyes and turned his head away.

“…… Perhaps, I left Willy ...... It's really 'too small'. ”

Just now, a conversation with an old friend reminded him of those days.

Willy's mother has always been a smiling woman. Although he doesn't talk much on weekdays, his kind and warm smile has never been lost.

And, even though she wasn't good at words, she always liked to make friends.

He was thinking that maybe his daughter should be like that.

"Crackle."

There was another soft sound, and another servant pushed the door open and stood beside Blois for orders.

"Is Willie in the bedroom now?" He asked softly, with a hint of softness in his tone.

After receiving an affirmative answer, with an extremely small pop, Blois disappeared from the living room and reappeared in front of Willy's bedroom door.

"Tuk Tuk"

The door was quickly opened, and a middle-aged maid stood beside it and bowed slightly.

"Father."

In the bedroom, little Willy is sitting at her desk, flipping through a picture book called "Amazing Aquatic Plants". Her sparkling white hair had been turned into a shiny blonde by Mr. Black's magic.

It was an unflawed gold that reflected the sun in the sun, as brilliant as her mother's.

Hearing the sound coming from the door, little Willy turned around, blinked her big eyes, and quietly called him.

Yes, "father", not "daddy".

This is the second word Willie has learned since "Mommy" and has been using it ever since. Mr. Blois made no attempt to correct her, for he himself felt that he did not deserve to be called "Daddy" by his own daughter.

"Well, Willy...... What are you reading? Blois leaned in and asked softly.

"Flowers." Little Willie said calmly, "In the water, beautiful...... Cannibalism. ”

"Really?" Blois nodded, "Well, it's beautiful. ”

This father and daughter are actually a little strange in the eyes of others, they are both expressionless, they both say superficial and plain words to each other, and they often talk to each other for a long time without a single point.

The daughter's words are naturally still very ignorant, so it is not surprising that she talks like this. But the father's hands were clumsy and trembling as if he was afraid that he would say something wrong and inadvertently hurt his daughter.

After a period of boring conversation, Willy's father seemed to have finally made up his mind.

"Willy, you...... Want to have a friend? He asked cautiously.

"'Friend-friend'?" Little Willy said expressionlessly, "'Friend'...... What is it? ”

"It's about being able to play together, eat together, and talk together...... Hmm......" Mr. Blois hesitated, as if examining what he had said, and paused before continuing, "...... In short, it feels very ...... when you are together Very warm people. ”

Little Willy looked at her father, who was a little nervous, then looked at the album in her hand, and tilted her head to think about it.

"Hmm," she finally nodded, "friend...... Very good. ”

……

The next morning, little Willy took her father's big hand and made a rare appearance in the dining room of the main castle.

It could be seen that she was not comfortable with it, but curiosity overshadowed timidity, and she was scanning everything new around her with her bright eyes.

Mr. Blois sat on the throne and looked at his daughter's eyes with a deep sense of love.

It didn't take long for the door of the restaurant to be gently pushed open. The couple who had been invited to breakfast walked in with their daughter.

Little Willy's gaze immediately fell on the girl behind the guest, and she stared at the other without blinking, not taking a moment away.

As if sensing little Willy's gaze, the girl looked over to her.

In just an instant, the two gazes seemed to merge together, and a wonderful feeling could not stop breeding in little Willy's heart.

"Perhaps, that's what it feels like to smile at each other, right?"

It was only after a long time when she recalled the girl's childhood that Willy vaguely understood the hazy warmth in her heart at that time.

She and the girl looked at each other the whole breakfast. Maybe the other party was just curious about her peer with a blank expression, but for the first time, she realized what the word "friend" meant to her.

"Hello, my name is 'Ava Kleroy'...... You can call me Ava. ”

After breakfast, with the acquiescence of her parents, the little girl took the lead in saying hello in a well-behaved and sensible manner.

"My name is ...... Wei, Weili...... Broba? Little Willy still had a wooden face, but her hurried tone and broken syllables made her look a little more cute.