Chapter 125: Joshua Donavan (1)

Joshua Donawan's Diary:

Aisha 154 years.

It's been almost a year since Mom and Dad passed away. I still remember that rainy day: the whole of Zamir was plunged into a wave of fire and blood. Although the damned Gaget Exkushin's plot was thwarted, however, only Mom and Dad could never come back.

Dad promised to come back with a gift, but this was the only time he broke his promise, and it was also the last time, and he never had a chance to make up for it. Mom said she wanted to take back our house, but in the end, she was also killed in the fire.

I don't understand, and I don't understand to this day, what the point of all this effort and sacrifice is. Mom and Dad died for Zamir, and the people were protected, but who will protect our shattered family?

Lena, and Agey and I have been back to Winterbreaker once, no, the ruins of Winterless once. Aiji, in particular, thinks that her parents' deaths are worthless. That's not what the three of us want—a devastated wasteland with the stench of corpses and broken walls.

All that's left of our house is the basement and the family's ice cellar — and of course, we count the tattered half of the staircase and the cupboards beneath it. The basement is used by mothers when they pray. There Aiji found one of her mother's old dresses, she carefully put it away, and I saw her clutching the skirt and quietly shedding tears. I knew that the dress, which was my mother's favorite, had not been worn a few times, but it was sewn from that purple cloth—and Aiji had loved her for a while.

Lena took out the silver cutlery from the cupboard, including the spoon that her mother used to cook rice with—though some of its handles were melted; And the forks that had played tricks on Daddy - now they only had two forks left. Lena had hoped to find the cauldron where her mother had made onion soup, but she couldn't find anything but some traces of melt in what had once been a kitchen.

I comforted Lena and told her not to care, I also liked the onion soup cooked in another pot, but Lena angrily forked my ass with a fork, oh my! It's really kind and not rewarded.

When we couldn't find anything to take away, we left the house we had been. Aiji said it was a sad place and she never wanted to come back. Lena didn't speak, but summoned a small puddle of clear spring to soak the seeds of the dragon fire tree that our mother had stumbled upon, and then put it in a silver wine cup.

Mom loved the dragon fire tree because it had some squeaky grass grafted on it. Actually, I think it's my dad who likes the dragon fire tree fruit, so my mom takes good care of it. But then again, who doesn't love dragon fire tree fruit? Oh, maybe Big Brother Gustav won't like it, Big Brother Gilhardt tells us a story about Gustav breathing fire.

Master Slava adopted the three of us, and in accordance with the unbreakable vow of my father and Lord Slava, to be the godfather of the other's children while one of them was away.

Although we know Uncle Slava very well, we usually call him Lord Slava on formal occasions, after all, in the etiquette of the nobility, Brother Anthony is also called that.

It feels a little strange to say, and it stands to reason that there will be some unnaturalness to be under the guardianship of Lord Slava now, however, apart from the fact that Aegie and Anastasia have some disdain for each other, Uncle Slava treats us as well as his own children.

The Blue Wind is mine now, but I'm not particularly good at riding it, so I foster it with Big Brother Gonzalez. Gonzalez said that the reason why Blue Wind didn't like me very much was because Blue Speedosaurus was a creature that was loyal to only one owner in its lifetime, which was common among Athloxons. When the original owner died, their athlon was usually faintly felt—Gonzalez, of course, said that Blue Wind especially didn't like me tugging at its tail.

But I don't really care, Blue Wind is Dad's partner, it was, is, and will be. Let's let Blue Wind remember Dad, at least there is one more creature besides us who is sad about Dad's death. I'm relieved that Blue Wind is fostered by Gonzalez, after all, Big Brother Gonzalez raised him with the garland, and now Blue Wind can enter the responsibilities of a father and husband.

Big Brother Anthony confessed to me what happened on that terrible day. To be honest, I don't blame Big Brother Anthony at all. First of all, the retreat was ordered by Dad, and Big Brother Anthony was carrying out military orders - although he was nominally a commander, Dad, as a senior advisor, had the right to give any order to any officer, including the lord, that is, Uncle Slava.

Second, Big Brother Anthony told me about the enemy who killed my father: Yanqiu the Cultivator, and Brand the Fearful Summoner. Ms. Stella has told us about the evil of being afraid of Brand, the summoner, and that it is not a good thing to be able to be in cahoots with such a man, flies, and dogs. I will take revenge for this, I am afraid that the summoner Brand is dead, and the cultivator of the Qin'a Empire.

Thirdly, Anthony's eldest brother brought back his father's last words and relics, but unfortunately they only found the remains of a small part of his father's body. However, it's a pity that Neverwinter Town has not yet been rebuilt, and Dad can't bury it in the family garden.

So we had to put together Dad's broken sword and wand, and Mom's headband and scepter fragments, and buried them in the garden of Longtalon by Uncle Slava's own hands.

The funeral was presided over by the Spider Sect's High Priestess, Lady Svertana, and a white-bearded old man who claimed to be her father's teacher also presided over the funeral. Many people came to Longtalon Fort, I am afraid that there were nearly a thousand people, all friends of Mom and Dad. I saw a griffon woman who was lying on her father's coffin and weeping for hours, blind in one eye. Brother Gavier told me that it was Lady Violetta Lilinette of the Griffonland, who had also been involved in the fight against the Targanis invaders.

I think she may be saddened by her father's death, and she must have been a very good friend of his father. However, Aiji disagrees with me, she thinks that the woman loves her father. I don't quite understand that only us and Mom love Dad. If there were other women who also loved Daddy, then why didn't Daddy marry her? Anastasia told me that love is not so simple, and there are many complicated things in it, but she can't say it clearly, and I still can't understand it.

The old white-bearded man who presided over the funeral of Mom and Dad found Uncle Slava after the funeral, and Uncle Slava received him solemnly, the old man called himself Nicholas Tesla, and said that Dad had registered us at the Holy Falcon Empire Wizarding Academy before his death, and that we would receive a tuition fee and an invitation to the school shortly after. Uncle Slava asked for Lena and me, and we agreed to go to school.

Dad's diary was given to me by Big Brother Anthony, and I studied it for several days, but nothing came out. It was just a blank notebook, not a word on it, and I don't know what secret he was hiding from Dad trying to tell us, and it was worth that the diary became a relic that Dad wanted to give us before he died.

I took out the journal and asked the old man who called himself Nicholas Tesla, and the old man stroked the cover of the diary, but told me to cherish it, saying that he knew the secret, but he wouldn't tell me, he wanted me to find out for myself.