Before seeing the young man, Renault had been sitting in the garden for two prayer hours.

In early winter, the sun is still warm, the vegetation is still verdant, and the scenery is still charming. Sitting on the manicured lawn in the castle's back garden, soaking up the warm sunshine and sipping a cup of premium black tea from North Binoa, is truly a rare treat.

However, such a day is suitable for three friends and four friends to talk and laugh, but it is not suitable for Renault.

Since he was young, single-handedly returning to the Renault family, purging the rebellion, and taking charge of the Tomahawk Knights, Renault's life has only been related to blood and fire, and only in the midst of treacherous storms.

He fought in all directions, and all the conversations were completed with the mighty iron flow and the long sword in his hand.

He had no friends, no time, and no interest in talking and laughing with anyone basking in the sun.

He was cold, withdrawn and tough, like a sharp and icy sword, if not on a bloody battlefield, then in a silent and dark showroom.

Therefore, for Renault, sitting in the castle garden for three days in a row, spending several prayer hours every day, waiting for a man to appear, was really the first time in his life.

Even Renault himself didn't know when he would lose his patience.

It is true that this secret rush to Lulian was the most important and difficult decision he had made in more than a decade. This decision is related to the future and fate of the Renault family, and the young man named Leo and his Knights of the Southern Cross are the top priority of this trip.

However, Renault believed in fate more.

If you can't see the person you meet after waiting for so long, it can only mean that this is arranged by fate.

Renault did not want to challenge fate.

For decades, he has defied fate again and again, and he has won time and time again. So much so that at one point he had the illusion that he could overcome everything.

However, on that day more than ten years ago, he lost completely.

Lost everything.

A second ago, Renault looked at a leaf falling from the tree, and a thought flashed through his mind - maybe when the leaf fell to the ground, he should choose to leave.

Now is the time when the empire is in turmoil, and his identity and the situation faced by the Renault family at this moment must rush back to the imperial capital within a limited time limit. Otherwise, I am afraid that some things will go off the rails and deviate in a direction that is difficult for you to accept.

A second later, Renault turned around and saw the young man passing down the hallway.

Renault could be sure he hadn't seen the young man before.

Especially this time when he lived in the Grand Duke's Mansion, because of his special status, Adolf issued an injunction. With the exception of Adolf himself, Fano and Karn, no one in the castle was allowed to go near the backyard building and garden.

Therefore, this young man would not be anyone in the castle with a guard, a servant, a steward or anything like that.

But here he is.

At the first sight of this young man, Renault knew that he had waited for the person he was waiting for.

Although he had not met Leo, it was not difficult for Renault to obtain information about this as the heir to the Ferdinand family.

With a thin body, black hair, a pair of beautiful blue eyes, and a delicate appearance that seems shy and shy, there is a hidden edge...... Add to that the fact that he was present in the heavily guarded castle of Adolf, and Renault felt that there could be no other answer.

What is especially important is that when he saw this black-haired young man for the first time, Renault suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.

Renault smiled and beckoned to Roy.

"Come here, young man. Renault exclaimed.

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Fate is like a silent spring rain.

You never know what her long sleeves bring and what they change when they pass by silently.

Just like Roy at the moment.

When the old man in the garden extended the invitation, Roy walked over, driven by that mysterious intimacy and intense curiosity.

Then, he heard something that he never dreamed of.

"You're Leo, aren't you?" said Renault with a smile, holding out his hand, "I'm Theodore Renault." Can I invite you over for a cup of tea?"

Roy shook Renault's hand.

Despite his efforts to control himself, he could still visibly perceive the stiffness of his body.

Theodore Renault.

No one knows what the name means to Roy.

There may be many people with the same name and surname, but when he looked at the old man in front of him and held his hand at this moment, Roy was completely sure that the person in front of him was his mother Sarah's father and his maternal grandfather!

His nose, his mouth, is almost exactly the same as his mother's!

Roy had imagined a lot of meetings with Renault, but he never imagined that this moment, which had been repeated in his mind countless times, would come in such a way.

He was completely unprepared for this.

"Commander of the Order of Tomahawks, General Renault?" Roy asked, taking a deep breath to make his heart beat less intense.

For the nervousness shown by Roy, how could Renault, who was a powerhouse in the Holy Domain, not be aware of it. Naturally, though, he saw all of this as a normal reaction of a young man when he saw him.

Spanning decades of empire, the name Renault represents the existence at the top of the imperial pyramid. When most young people saw him, they were at a loss and stammered. Among them, even the children of the side branches of the family like Ansel.

Compared to them, the kid in front of him is already quite calm and atmospheric.

Renault nodded, let go of Roy's hand, and smiled, "It's me." ”

The answer is yes.

A complicated look flashed in Roy's eyes. He didn't know how to deal with this man.

On the one hand, he has a constant connection with his maternal grandfather in blood. It should be the closest person in the world. But on the other hand, after the death of his mother Sarah, Renault's various performances made people angry and disappointed.

Back then, because of a marriage contract, I don't know how many people wanted to kill themselves. Neither the Holy See, nor the Donald, nor the Lanris family, nor those who have some kind of involvement and interest in Solan's political situation, do not want to see the already crumbling royal family have one more reinforcement and one more contender for the throne.

At that time, I was like a bloody piece of flesh thrown into the vultures.

From the saliva of the poisonous dragon to the leakage of his whereabouts, from chasing all the way to the bank of the Frost River, there are countless swords and swords on the bright side, but secretly, how many people are up and down?

If there is no role for Donald in this, I'm afraid even a fool wouldn't believe it.

But even if his daughter died tragically and his grandson disappeared, Renault was still that Renault. He still stood faithfully by Donald's side, like a cold, emotionless statue.

That kind of Renault, compared with the smiling and kind old man in front of him at this moment, the contrast is so strong.

Roy was tempted to grab him by the collar and ask his mother what his mother's place was in his heart. Is it for the sake of the family, he can sacrifice everything, including his daughter!

However, Roy couldn't ask these words after all, and just asked with a faint expression, "Do you know me?"

"Sit," Renault stretched out his hand, made a gesture of please, sat down first, and said with a smile: "Actually, the reason why I'm here is to wait for you." ”

"Wait for me?" Roy was stunned.

Renault apparently didn't know his true identity. As soon as he met himself, he called himself Leo, which meant that he was waiting for himself under the pseudonym Leo. However, as Leo, he has nothing to do with him.

What is going on with this loyal follower of Donald suddenly appearing in the castle of the opposing Archduke Adolf waiting for a little man who has never lived a life?

"Yes, waiting for you. Renault laughed, "Let's get straight to the point...... Mr. Leo, I hope to work with you and your Knights. ”

"Oh?" Roy sat down in his chair. As he rounded the thorny terrain dragon, he inadvertently reached out and tried to pat it on the head.

"Don't ......," Renault shouted.

This is no ordinary pet.

This thorny terrain dragon, named [Razor], was accidentally obtained by Renault during a hunt more than ten years ago.

At that time, a pair of thornback terrain dragons had died in a battle with a powerful tenth-order demonic beast, leaving behind a nest of young beasts in the lair that had not yet opened their eyes.

Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for a young beast to survive without the ability to survive. Not only do they have no food, but they also face strong enemies in the mountains and forests. Before they grow up, an ordinary second- or third-order demonic beast can kill them.

Indeed, more than a dozen young beasts, most of them died.

But this one survived.

When Renault saw it, it was no more than the size of a cat, and it was biting the throat of a third-order berserk bear, biting the beast dozens of times larger than it alive.

Renault, who had never liked pets, immediately fell in love with it.

He brought it home and raised it himself.

Under the special methods of dozens of beast tamers, the [Razor] had already opened the spirit seal as early as five years old, and with the feeding of countless precious medicinal herbs and food, although it was only an adult, its combat power had far surpassed that of its kind.

And more importantly, at Renault's insistence, the domestication of the system did not wear out its wildness. In addition to obeying Renault's words, it still maintains its fierce nature, not to mention ordinary people, even the family's animal tamers, and even Scott and others can't get close to it.

How could anyone touch such a fierce beast?

What's more, Leo reached out and touched its head without knowing whether it was alive or dead. That's a forbidden area for any monster!

Not to mention the existence of a razor, even if it was a third-order or fourth-order demonic beast, it would never be possible for a stranger to put his hand in his sight and not be able to see it, and it would be uncontrollable and fatal.

However, just as Renault anxiously stopped, a shocking scene appeared.

Roy's hand landed lightly on the head of the Thornback Terrain Dragon.

But there was no roar, no anger, no bite. The ferocious [Razor] was like a docile kitten, allowing the young man to stroke the top of its head. Not only that, but it also fell to the ground slightly, and its head rubbed lightly in the palm of its hand.

Even people who don't know about Warcraft know that this kind of body language is completely close, joyful and ......

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