The scene appears to be at Ryan's manor.

It's early afternoon, and the sun is shining through the vines on the grape trellises.

The Count looked far less old than he is now, his sideburns were not yet white, and his handsome face was free of the marks of the wind and snow. He was smiling softly as he watched his little angels run and frolic in the garden, listening to the crisp laughter of silver bells echoing in his ears.

It's a rare summer.

For Ravenstonians, who spend only a third of the year enjoying warmth, summer is a season of work and a rare time of fun.

The children were there, and the older two sons were playing with each other with wooden swords, trying to imitate the knights, and the posture they put on looked like that, if you ignored the names of the moves that came out of their mouths.

"Soaring Dragons Flying in the Sky!" shouted the eldest brother, Geo Mormont, who leaped to his feet and slashed his wooden sword down.

Jorah Mormont, apparently not to be outdone, raised her sword to block, staggered a few steps backwards without question, and fell to the ground by the force of the impact.

"Haha, I won, dear brother!" said Gio, with a victorious gesture, stooping down to make a knightly salute to his mother.

And the newborn little Emily is lying in Daisy Mormont's arms at the moment, babbling and waving her immature little hands, looking like she is cheering for her brothers.

Lady Daisy is from the Gregory family and is one of the many sisters of King Gregory IV, who was given the surname Mormont only after marrying the Count.

Thanks to the good education of the royal family, she looks gentle and virtuous, that is, dignified and beautiful, but this does not mean that she will be a doting mother.

"Stand up, Jorah, the knights of the North will never throw in the towel!" Lady Daisy encouraged, "if you want to miss dinner your father's honey bear's paws." ”

Typical carrot and stick policy.

But it did work, Jorah felt that his saliva was about to come out, and he immediately rolled over and got up: "The honey bear's paw is mine!

"Hey, my dear brother, you've already lost!" Jyo muttered discontentedly as he waved his sword in response, "Besides, you don't know that a bear has four claws!"

"But there are seven people in our family, and it's also a favorite of my sister and mother. Despite his young age, Jorah brings out the spirit of chivalry to the fullest, "The victor gets glory, and the loser has nothing!"

Shouting his father's admonitions, he rushed forward, cunningly dodging Jeo's counterattack, taking advantage of his unsteady center of gravity and kicking him in the ass, who fell to the ground in embarrassment.

"You've me off, Jorah!" Jay snorted the dust from his mouth and picked up the fallen wooden sword, "Take it!"

Ping Pong...

The two fought fiercely together.

"I don't know what's so fun about them fighting...", said the younger Lyanna Mormont with disgusted disdain, "I made my clothes dirty, and I was covered in sweat..."

She wears a garland of flowers braided by her mother on her head and a beautiful princess lolita dress, inherited from her mother's fair skin, and looks like a legendary elf known for her beauty and elegance.

"But they train to be strong, to protect us. Alysanne Mormont retorted, teaching as an older sister, "Little sweetheart, you should be proud of your brothers..."

"Come on!" Lyanna, apparently at the age of fantasy, interrupted disapprovingly, "My guardian must be a handsome knight, who will ride on a white horse, in ornate steel armor with openwork, and a rose in his hand, and I will be dressed in a beautiful wedding dress..."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Seeing that her sister was in a state of intoxication, Alyssanne had to interrupt: "The gorgeous steel armor of the carved flowers will not allow him to resist arrows on the battlefield, and the white horse will only make him die worse..."

"Sister!" Lyanna looked angry, "You're mean!"

"I'm just telling the truth. Alysanne spread her hands.

"I don't care! My Guardian must at least be like those Lion Knights of Sarion!" Lyanna stomped her foot angrily, "At least they don't wear skirts!"

"Don't say that, little sweetheart, my father will be angry. Alysanne hurriedly pulled her away, and said in a serious tone: "The most important thing for knights is not whether the armor is beautiful, although I don't agree with the armor style of the knights in the north, but..."

As if remembering something, she whispered in Lyanna's ear, "I think the armor of the Falcon Knights is beautiful, I have seen them at Aunt Ursula's banquet, yes, yes! ”

Speaking of this, Alysanne's expression was yearning.

"Oh my God!" Lyanna covered her mouth in surprise, "They have been declared rebellious! But I don't agree with you, obviously the lion knights' armor is more handsome, and their silver lion coat of arms is also better!"

"But my father said they were a bunch of scoundrels, and Valrela, who founded the falcon, was a hero, a heroine..."Not to be outdone, Alyssanne retorted, and the conversation had to shift to the armor styles of the knights.

The two argued endlessly, and each competed for his knowledge, and even the beautiful butterflies that flew a little bit out of sight.

The Count notices the strangeness of them, but instead of approaching them as he usually does, he embraces his wife tightly, and kisses her deeply as she looks at her in surprise. He pinched little Emily's pink cheek again, then clapped his hands and shouted to the naughty little ones, "Children, come here." ”

"What's the matter, father?" Jeo pulled up his downed brother, and asked with some confusion on his serious expression, "Is there any arrangement?

The Count did not answer.

After the children were all around his knees, he brushed the faces full of curiosity one by one, and said emotionally: "Children, no matter what, I will be proud of you, no matter when and where, I will be by your side..."

"Are you crying, father!" cried Lyanna as if she had discovered something incredible, her impression of her father never frowning, let alone shedding tears, for his enemies as cold as ice, but always with a warm smile on his family, and no one had ever seen his vulnerability.

"Don't you cry?" Alysanne remembered the lie her father had woven when he told her bedtime story, but she took it seriously: "You said that dragons don't feel sorrow and can't shed tears!"

But Kualis, possessed by the oracle, said, "[There is no world of difference between [and not, my dear.] At least last night, the little dragon did. Kualis will undoubtedly sulk when he's more awake, so put away these scattered gems, I'm sure they'll come in handy someday. 】

Jorah retorted mimicking her father's bedtime story, apparently he'd heard the legend of the Dragon's Tear Gem, "And besides, Dad isn't a real dragon..."

He muttered quietly.

Mrs. Daisy ignored the children's arguments, what did they know when they were so young, and her husband's unusual state made her a little uneasy, "What's wrong with you, Carrollus, has something bad happened?"

The Count shook his head, "No, Daisy, I think... I just made the decision a knight should make, you know... Sometimes a man has to do something in order to survive or to be honored—and who's to say whether it's right or wrong...?"

His answer to the question was obviously not satisfactory to his wife, and Mrs. Daisy handed little Emily to Jao's arms, hugged her husband tightly, and patted him on the broad shoulder: "I am your wife, Carolus, I married you when I was eighteen years old, we have five children, a happy family, whatever it is, tell us okay?

"Daisy..."

The Count put his arm around her waist and kissed her lightly in the ear: "I have to leave, take care of myself, take care of our children..."

"Carolus!"

Lady Daisy looked at her husband in surprise, and suddenly realized that he had broken free from her embrace, "Leave, where are you going?

There was concern in her tone.

"Perhaps... It's a very distant place..."The Count turned his back to her and said something sad as if whispering?—— Ye Ming noticed that large tears were sliding down the bridge of his nose.

Although it looked like a dream playing out a memory, he was conscious, like a bystander who had broken into the world of the story.

Just when Ye Ming was puzzled by this, the next moment this picture faded and froze like an old photo, and the entire space became black and white, clearly distinguished.

White is people, black is everything...

"I have five children," said the Count, who suddenly stepped out of the picture with a sudden silver light—a blurry look that made him look like an unreal halo.

"You..."

Ye Ming looked at all this in surprise, and looked at the earl with surprised eyes, he had regained his original appearance in this space, and he was finally no longer a ball of light.

"I wish them peace, joy and happiness all their lives," said the Earl.

His tone was bland and impermanent, but Ye Ming could read the earl's expectation from it, which should be his last wish, so Ye Ming nodded and repeated this passage: "They will be safe and happy all their lives, happy and healthy!"

As if he had received the answer he wanted, the Count nodded at him, and his whole body burned like a flame, and the space collapsed...