The sound of the door lock twisting and opening was loud in the silence of the night.

A little boy with blond hair and golden eyes, who was lying on the sofa, half asleep, turned over and sat up, his face full of excitement and happiness, and ran towards the door.

The door opened, and a blonde woman in a lilac court dress walked in, she was bright and moving, tall, with two not-so-obvious blush on her face, and a dignified smile with a little charm.

"Edward, you haven't slept yet?" the mature, beautiful lady looked visibly surprised when she saw the little boy running towards her.

The little boy smiled a little shyly: "Mom, I want to wait for you to come back......"

Suddenly, his words came to an abrupt halt, because he saw a tall man standing behind his mother, his facial features were like knives, handsome and cold, like an iceberg that would never melt, and he had very special short silver-white hair.

The man suddenly appeared a gentle smile, like spring is coming, the ice and snow are melting, he took the blonde lady's hand, bowed and kissed: "It's my honor to know you, I wish you a good dream tonight." ”

"I'm glad to meet you, Viscount, too. The blonde lady smiled in response, watching the man in formal clothes leave.

“...... Mom, who is he?" The little boy Edward didn't know what he was doing, and he hated the man a little bit.

"Well, a foreign viscount I met at today's ball, surnamed Calendia. The blonde lady replied flatly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl, and then she made a pretty face, "Edward." It's nearly twelve o'clock now, two hours more than normal sleep, and what about Adeline? I'm going to ask her why she agrees to you wait for me! You are the only direct blood left in this family, and you can't be too willful. ”

"I, I snuck out of the room, it's none of Adeline's business......" said the little boy Edward with a pitiful look, knowing that his mother was only paying lip service to himself.

......

"Young master, maybe you're going to have a new father. A maid whispered to Edward, who had grown much taller.

Edward, who was still young, had a gloomy face and a sense of irritability, and in the past two years, his mother and the Viscount Calendia had become closer and closer. There really seems to be a tendency to be together. I get less and less love from my mother, and I have less and less time to chat and play with her, what a hateful man!

"Although the lord was called by the Lord's grace, it was very hard for the lady to support this family. Pursuing one's own happiness should be blessed. But young master, you must remember. You are the sole heir to the title and inheritance, and you cannot let Viscount Calendia transfer the property even a bit. The maid, who was faithful to the family, reminded Edward to take precautions.

Edward blurted out, "He approached my mother for money and title?"

After speaking. The boy stumbled down the hall, leaving the stunned maid, I, I'm just warning you, I don't mean that.

"Woo, mother, I was wrong, I shouldn't have been rude to the Viscount!" It wasn't long before Edward's cry could be heard in the living room, and he was pushed down on the couch by his mother, and he was slapped so hard that he cried so hard.

The blonde lady snorted and said apologetically to the iceberg-like Viscount Kalendia, "I'm sorry, I didn't teach the child well. ”

"It's nothing, kids at this age are so naughty. Viscount Calendia said with a gentle look in his eyes.

"Edward, apologize to the Viscount. The blonde lady commanded.

Edward sobbed and apologized, and then took advantage of his mother's inattention, made a fierce appearance, and said very quietly: "I won't let you snatch your mother!"

Viscount Calendia remained expressionless, like looking at a kitten with teeth and claws but no real deterrent.

......

"You're going to call Viscount Daddy from now on. The blonde lady said to Edward a little shyly.

Edward pouted, trying to keep his face expressionless, "Yes, Mom." ”

Viscount Calendia, who was sitting across the table, cut the bloody steak and said to Edward like a real father: "Your current knight teacher is not good enough, I will teach you myself from tomorrow." ”

“...... I'm going to do my best. Edward quietly clenched his fists, vowing to piss the damn man off during training.

......

Edward was thrown to the ground and cried in pain.

"If crying is useful, what do you want swordsmanship for?" Viscount Calendia said without the slightest regret, "So, you are just a child, not a man, and a real man will not cry even if he bleeds." ”

Edward rolled to his feet, staring at him viciously.

Viscount Calendia waved the wooden sword in his hand: "Don't you hate me, don't you want to get rid of me?

With a fierce scream, Edward raised his wooden sword and rushed towards Viscount Calendia, knocked to the ground again and again, and stood up again and again.

"I'm not going to compromise with you!" he thought.

......

On the church square, a cross towers over it, to which a mature and glamorous blonde lady is tied.

"Mommy!Mom!" Edward struggled toward the cross under the restraint of several knights' attendants, his face full of tears and horror.

The bishop took the emblem of truth, drew a cross on his chest, and pointed to the blonde lady and said: "As a nobleman, she fell into the darkness and became a slave to the vampires, trying to turn the lamb of the Lord into food for the vampires. ”

The blonde lady looked at the bishop as if she had lost her soul, without saying a word, and Edward retorted loudly, "No!

Ignoring Edward completely, the bishop continued: "You are wicked and dirty, but the Lord is merciful and merciful, and purification is His gift, your way to Heaven, and I ask you, are you willing to repent and fall back at the feet of the Lord?"

"If, if I repent, will I be able to get Edward pardoned? he's just a kid and doesn't understand anything!" said the blonde lady as if she had come to life.

The bishop painted the cross: "The Lord is just and strict, and as long as Edward survives the burning at the stake, it means that he is not guilty." ”

The blonde lady laughed bitterly: "Hahaha, then I answer you, I'd rather pursue it in hell than go to heaven and lose myself!"

"Sinners, then go to hell and repent. The bishop let out a holy light in a cold tone and lit the stake on fire.

"No!" cried out Edward, heartbreaking, as if he could see through the burning flames in his eyes that looked at him tenderly.

I don't know how long it took for Edward to faint from crying, and suddenly, a voice sounded in his ears: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

Edward struggled to open his eyes and saw the man who had caused his mother to be burned to death, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's all you! If it weren't for you, how could my mother be burned at the stake!"

"I'm sorry I'm late. Viscount Calendia's face was pale, like an iceberg that had been hit by an avalanche.

"Is it late?" Edward sneered beyond his age, "what a good reason!"

Then he spat out word by word: "You are the murderer of your mother!"

Viscount Calendia sighed: "No matter what you say, I will take care of you." ”

He buried his head and leaned over to Edward's neck, his four teeth suddenly lengthening: "You will be Viscount Calendia from now on." ”

A tingling pain came from his neck, and Edward's expression was numb, and his eyes were still full of sparks of hatred.

............

The cold, dreamy silver moon hangs high in the sky, creating silvery ripples on the smooth surface of the lake.

The blonde-haired and golden-eyed Viscount Calendia stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a red wine glass, admiring the view.

"Master, do you remember the past again?" said Ned, the old butler, who had walked in from outside.

Viscount Calendia nodded expressionlessly: "Hatred will never be forgotten. ”

The old butler didn't know how to persuade Lu Dao, so he could only start from a practical point of view: "Master, you are just a great knight, and the strength of the old viscount is close to that of an eighth-level heavenly knight." ”

"If you are not even afraid of death, what is there to be afraid of?" the handsome and masculine Viscount Calendia suddenly smiled, "This kind of irresponsible man will be killed sooner or later, and I will also train myself, hoping to become a heavenly knight as soon as possible." ”

"But you are his descendant, and you have no intention of resisting him at all. Ned said again.

Viscount Karendia sighed, did not continue the topic, turned to enter a secret room, looked at the handsome man with silver hair and silver eyes on the portrait and said: "Grandpa, although I have not seen you many times, I can feel your love, I hope to follow you and get your guidance......"

After the "prayer", Viscount Calendia suddenly stared, and saw an extra wine glass on the table, which contained a viscous red liquid, and countless symbols floating in it like illusions.

"What is this?" he said, stunned.

The old butler Ned's eyes widened: "This is, this is the origin of the blood of the first generation of the blood clan, old, the old earl has been here?"

"Grandpa?" Viscount Calendia looked around, but unfortunately he didn't find anything, but he quickly laughed, "As long as this blood is fused, I am not afraid that the man will suppress my bloodline." ”

The old butler said helplessly: "The old earl's hobbies and habits have not changed at all, how can this kind of tragedy be interesting?"

"Kamoreychuk, did you notice anything just now?" asked Viscount Kalendia.

A dull buzzing sound sounded, as if the whole castle was shaking: "No, it's just the nose, the nose is a little itchy, ah!"

It sneezed heavily, and the window glass ping-pong rattle.

Viscount Calendia was silent for a moment, and said half-teasingly: "Grandpa's deepest impression on me is that he likes to observe everything in secret, like a voyeur. ”

Ahh

Someone suddenly sneezed on the mountain in the distance. (To be continued......)