Tell him about the Bess family, after so many years of wandering, it's time to come back! Bess family needs a new owner, and I'm ...... So be it!"

Silas didn't say anything, but Howard understood.

The friends who grew up together back then are now not many who can still make friends.

Silas, in particular, has had friends who have become his vassals since he inherited the throne.

Even Howard, who has been by Silas' side all these years, sometimes, can't understand him.

In Howard's opinion, perhaps the only person who can communicate with Silas without barriers is Kirton, but Kirton is far away in the border city, and even if he runs at both ends, he can stay in the royal city for a limited time.

Howard left in response, and when he walked to the door of the study, he couldn't help but pause, glanced at the back of the person who was still standing alone in front of the window, sighed, and closed the door and went out.

......

In the last few days, Jack has been very unhappy and depressed, because he showed off in front of Luna not long ago that he can sneak out of the royal court to play, and he has been arrested many times recently.

"Say, what's wrong with my father lately, and why can't I get out?"

"I don't know. Think for yourself. Luna sat at her desk, cuddling her arms around the thick "Snow Wolf Song" and watching.

This thing is somewhat similar to Dante's "Divine Comedy", which is a narrative poem that narrates the disputes that occurred on the continent in the early days in the form of mythology and poetry.

"Ahh~~ It's annoying, I want to go out and have fun!"

Jack lay on Luna's bed, howling and rolling, but after rolling for a while, Luna still looked down at the book and ignored him, so he jumped out of bed and ran to Luna, tugging at her clothes on her shoulders and shaking:

"Eh, just the few words we know, when do you have to see such a thick book? Don't read it, you can help me analyze it!"

"Let go, don't shake ......" Luna said reluctantly closing the book, closing her eyes.

"What the hell is going on?" said Jack, continuing to shake Luna.

"Don't shake it. Luna reluctantly raised her hand and slapped Jack's hand holding her clothes, and took a deep breath before continuing, "Didn't I hit Jack, can you really sneak out when you find out the route of the guard's patrol and the time of the handover?"

"Isn't it?" Jack glared, "I was able to do it before!"

"You were able to go out because your father acquiesced. Do you understand?" said Luna, tilting her head over her chair.

In fact, recently she also noticed that Daddy Silas's state was a little wrong.

Not only has she said less recently, but she has also lost her temper when she loses her temper, in the past two days alone, not only Jack, but even she has been disciplined several times, and even her mother Olivia, who has been a little careful about Silas's attitude recently.

Of course, Olivia's sudden and seemingly bottomless tolerance for Silas' temper tantrums was quite wrong to Luna.

Jack looked at Luna for a moment, then shook his head, "I don't understand!"

"I don't think you understand either. Luna shook her head helplessly, then pointed to the window behind her and said, "You stand in front of the window and look in the direction of the wall, do you see anything?"

"Look at what?" asked Jack, standing in front of the window and looking closely, before turning to look at Luna.

"What do you see on the wall?" Luna gestured without replying.

"Firelight!" Jack blinked, "what's there to see about this?"

"Stupid!" Luna slapped Jack on the ass with a flick of her hand before explaining, "You can avoid the guards walking in the royal court, but you can't avoid the guards standing on the wall!"

Luna explained it so clearly, Jack would be stupid if he didn't understand it, "You mean...... They...... I ......"

Looking at Jack, who was pointing out the window for a while and pointing at herself, her eyes were on fire and her face was a little red, Luna nodded vigorously, "Hmm." So, you should stop a little lately, don't really annoy your father and ground you again. ”

"Ahh

As Luna's words fell, Jack suddenly crouched down and hugged his head, pulling his neck and shouting.

Luna was plagued by Jack until midnight, and she couldn't bear it anymore, yawned, and pushed her own cunning out the door.

But Jack was gone, and she couldn't sleep again, pondering what was wrong with Silas lately, and Luna always felt that it was as if she had collected the news about her two little waiters and sent them to Silas, and her father suddenly began to feel wrong.

What the hell is going on here?

Luna was flipping through the pancakes on the bed, it was obvious that she was being hindered by her father when she was checking on the two little waiters, and she completely let it go, why did her father Silas start to lose his temper?

Is it because of the origin of the two little waiters? Or is it because of something else?

Luna had a head full of question marks, and she didn't know how long she tossed in bed before she fell asleep in a daze.

If you don't sleep well at night, you will naturally lose energy the next day, even if she comes back from a morning run, Luna still yawns, but Jack, the guy who harmed her in the middle of the night yesterday, is in good spirits, and Luna has to be a little jealous of this guy who eats and sleeps all day long.

Not surprisingly, Luna, who is not in good spirits, is reprimanded by Silas early in the morning.

Looking at her father's face that had not been smiling for many days, Luna sighed and went to school with her small schoolbag on her back.

"What's wrong with you?" said Vera with a ten-minute lunch break, looking at Luna, who had been in no energy all morning.

"Didn't sleep well. Have you heard your father say anything special has happened lately?" Luna sat lazily in the pavilion, drowsy from the blazing autumn sun.

"Your father has been in a bad temper lately, isn't it?" Vera said, glancing at Luna.

"Huh, even your father knows?" Luna looked at Vera in surprise.

The main thing is that Vera's father did not serve in the royal court, although Mr. Field has a good knowledge, even better than some scholars in the school, but he belongs to the kind of existence that is more idle.

On weekdays, taking care of the family business, meeting three or five friends, drinking wine, and talking about poetry and distant places, this is the whole life of Mr. Field.

"My father has a few friends who work as clerks under the Secretary-General, and they have been coming to the house a lot lately, and it is said that life is not easy!" Vera said.