It's an ancient forest.

The strangely shaped tall trees obscured the sky so that not even a trace of light could be seen, and the whole forest was filled with darkness and oppression, and there was not a single sound around them, and it was extremely silent.

However, hundreds of years ago, perhaps only they were still branches to witness the beauty of this place-

At that time, the forest was full of all kinds of flowers, and wild deer occasionally appeared, moving their lovely little fluffy ears, hiding behind the trees, and a pair of wet eyes curiously surveyed the crowd in the forest. The people were always dressed in long robes and hoods, with gray masks covering most of their faces, and only a pair of gentle or stern eyes remained under the brim, and with hardship and exhaustion, and with hatred and unwillingness to give in to the king's decrees, they ran through the dense forest and entered the castle hidden in it.

Probably as later generations often concluded, those victors who had firm convictions in the revolution, even in those oppressed days when there was no future in sight, always had a heart of tolerance and joy in suffering.

Thanks to the softness and kindness of their hearts, there are more creatures in the dense forest that once belonged to their secret base.

- In this dense forest, you will never be afraid to get lost, because there are flower fairies the size of your hand carrying lamps as bright as fireflies to guide the way; You will never feel lonely, for in the treetops you cannot see there will always be a migrating bird from the south singing the latest songs it has learned from the court; You'll never be nervous on the way to the castle, because there are always cute creatures like elves chattering about the kindness and beauty of the castle owner.

And that's all in the past.

In the dim forest, there are trees except trees.

Without the presence of flower elves, the dense untended branches shrouded the entire dense forest in darkness; Without the singing of the southern birds, the whole forest was silent; And here there is no crowd of people who used to come and go, and there are no cuties who tell the story of the castle owner.

It is depressing, gloomy, and looks like a declining aristocracy, and only the castle scene that can be glimpsed in the forest can be seen to be extremely popular here.

The wheels of the carriage gurgled and turned, making a soft noise that echoed through the forest. The wheels made of logs make the wheels even on muddy ground.

The windows were faintly lit by the fine curtains, and the conversation was soft and full of small laughter, as if unaffected by being in this dark wood.

In the castle.

The man leaned drunkenly on his seat, his head tilted back slightly, his eyes still lingering with the joy and emptiness of the end of the banquet, and he looked blankly at the chandelier of the candelabrah on the top, looking distracted, not knowing what to think.

The door was gently pushed open, and the servant walked up to him respectfully.

"Miss Reed has found it."

The man's eyes were slightly stunned, he squeezed the armrest, sat up, and asked word by word very slowly and with great apprehension, "What did you just say?" You repeat? ”

"The Carter family seems to have heard of Miss Reed's identity, so Lord Carter personally sent it over, and is outside in the dense forest."

"Good. Good. After a long time, the man reacted and said softly.

Tears welled up in his eyes, but his smile grew wider, "Her mother is gone, and it's good to find Lillian." I should be thankful to God that I didn't lose her. ”

The servant waited for a while, and then asked, "Do you need to arrange a room for Miss Reed immediately?" ”

The man frowned, "Of course, it has to be the biggest room in the west to the sun!" ”

"Also, you're going to call her Miss Wood in the future, you know?" He warned faintly.

Watching the departure of his subordinates, a man in his thirties and forties who looked like a butler walked up in the shadows, his face was a little serious, with advice, "Your Excellency, is this something inappropriate?" ”

"What's wrong? She's my daughter! ”

"But—Your Excellency, do you remember that you and Mrs. White had a daughter? That's Miss Wood, too! ”

Connor Wood looked faint and said nonchalantly, "Oh, wasn't she taken away by her mother when she was a child?" ”

"But Mrs. White is gone! This is a fact that you have always known, Your Excellency. "You also know that the child has been kept at my distant sister's house because you don't like her." ”

"Speaking of which, after all these years, Miss Wood is almost fourteen years old. Thinking about how helpless she must have been sent away by me when she was so young! ”

"She's been at your sister's house for so many years, so stay on—" Connor didn't quite want to talk about it.

"But Anne Wood is the real Miss of the Wood family! Sir, let me venture out that Miss Reed, she doesn't even know if she's your own daughter! ”

"Shut up! Wilson! You're so presumptuous! The man stood up angrily and interrupted him, "Of course Lillian is my daughter!" If it weren't for the advice of a nosy vassal like you, I would have married her mother a long time ago! And now that she's dead, how can you still make me not take good care of her? ”

Wilson had a faint look of disappointment in his eyes.

This was to be expected. From the time when Connor Wood had not yet taken the throne as lord, he had a vague glimpse of the defeat of the Wood family, and this is exactly what it is now.

"Your Excellency." He spoke slowly, in a low voice.

"Have you forgotten the past glory of the Wood family? Now that the church is in control of the world, all the families that once followed us have formed forces with each other, but we are isolated. ”

His tone was slightly agitated, "It used to be us who provided a habitat for people like us—and now, all kindness is gone, except for your complaint, they are not loyal, and it is not the result of countless decisions like you made today!" ”

Although Mrs. White had a cool personality and was even a very talented female swordsman, she was still willing to marry Connor Wood for the development of their power, and everyone thought it was a good marriage, but Connor Wood devoted himself to his youthful love and did not take it to heart at all.

Then his first love went away and died, and he was even more reluctant to bear the responsibilities of the Wood family, so he anesthetized himself in the gentle country and died of drunken dreams, and he didn't even care that Mrs. White ran away with her child for the new revolution.

The vassals have long been cold to such a Wood family, and he has insisted on the last glimmer of hope - hoping that the Wood family can restore the glory of the past?

"That's enough—" Connor looked at him gloomily and fiercely, his heart stirring with murderous intent, and just then, a sweet voice rang out.

"Excuse me, are you my father?"

Wilson looked back, and a good-looking girl with pale pink hair was in the doorway, tilting her head and smiling softly. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Fast Wear, No Tranquility Claw Book House" for the first time.