"Your father comes here every night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" The old man stopped.

There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and since the death of Gar-Karna, the previous head of the family has issued an order that no one should enter the place.

"Father" is a distant and unfamiliar term for Coria, and the emotion that has been touched by this term is not love, but outright hatred. A ruthless person, a person who abandons his mother, and a murderer who indirectly kills his mother. The impression of that man was all told to her by the old beggar.

Whenever she asked about her background, the old beggar couldn't help but look into the distance.

So the young and ignorant Coria understood that at the end of the road north of the city, there was a place called the imperial capital. The imperial capital was the lifeblood of the Herutia League, and the people there were dressed in fine clothes, but they were all ruthless. In the imperial capital, there was a great nobleman named Gar-Karna, who was of a noble position, and at the first order, countless knights would go to the trouble for him.

"So, can I go to him?" said young Coria, looking at the beggar with her watery eyes.

"No, you can't. ”

The beggar replied to her, "Because he has forsaken you." ”

Coria asked, puzzled, "But why did he abandon us?"

"Because, he's a ruthless man—Corria, and you have to remember that man is the murderer of your mother. Her hand was held by the old beggar so painfully that tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

The beggar also said that the nobles were not good people, and that if they wanted to survive in the city, they had to learn to hate.

......

"I have committed irreparable mistakes. ”

The old man's expression was gloomy, and when he was dying, every time he saw his son's lonely back in the back garden, the guilt in his heart deepened. He felt that if he hadn't been so arbitrary, things wouldn't have gotten to where they are today - "There's one thing I have to tell you...... It wasn't his intention to get rid of your mother back then. ”

His sunken eyes seemed to be able to see the picture of that year.

"Hurry up, Avya!"

Gar-Karna stood in the back garden confronting the Knights of the Canna family.

In the light of the torches, the maid holding the dagger behind him turned pale.

"Don't forget our agreement. ”

Seeing her hesitate, Gal pushed her out the back door with a little force, his nick force condensing into a wall of fire, sealing the back door to death.

The old man in front of the knight was furious: "Bastard, you dare to hand over the family token to an outsider! What are you still doing in a daze?"

The knights are torn between a rock and a hard place.

On one side is the successor of the head of the family, and on the other side is the current head of the family, and no matter which side they offend, they have no good fruit to eat.

Seeing that the knights did not react, the old man became even more angry, and he swung his heavy sword and smashed it at Gal.

He vaguely remembered that their battle had destroyed most of the courtyard, but Gal had never left the back door the whole time, and by the time he had collapsed and the knights were able to chase him out of the backyard, the woman had long since fled without a trace.

He once asserted that his son was a ghost for a while, but more than ten years later, even after the political marriage, his son had two daughters, and he still missed the woman.

As for that agreement, it is even more ridiculous.

- When she raised the child as an adult, she would let the child come to the imperial capital with the family token to find him.

In his opinion, the spy must have brought the token back to the Mafuya family in an instant, until years later, when he heard that Afuya was intercepted by the horsemen of the Mafuya family on the way to escape, and was seriously injured in order to protect the token, so he died shortly after giving birth to Coria.

"Your mother never thought of breaking that agreement. ”

If it weren't for the fact that she was too badly injured, if it weren't for the fact that Coria had been raised by a beggar who hated the nobility, if it weren't for the fact that she had joined the Assassin Guild......

It should have been much simpler.

"It started because of me, and I have long realized that if your hatred has not subsided, put an end to it with the dagger in your hand. ”

The old man closed his eyes, and there was a hint of relief in his tone.

You must have seen it, Gal.

Afuya kept her promise and sent your daughter back with the family token.

I'm sorry.

It was my father who looked away.

......

"And then?"

Alyssa propped one hand on the dining table and listened to Lin Qiu's story of "saving the world" with relish.

"Later?"

Lin Qiuleng paused: "I don't know." Preventing the resurrection of the Great Demon King Vic, I retired with success. ”

"Really?"

Lin Qiu pretended to nod deeply: "That's right, the story of the brave man can stay at the moment when he defeated the demon king...... Speaking of which, Elisa, why did you bring me to the restaurant?"

"Because ah......"

The bright smile made Lin Qiu's heart flutter, and he was just about to engage in such and such a reverie when the footsteps of the maid sounded behind him. Alyssa looked at the plate in the other's hand, and there was a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"I'm going to treat you to the brave man who just saved the world, Anna and Rose were so happy to hear about your performance in the coup d'état, so they made a big table for you. ”

"Boom-"

The maid placed the plate on the table, and in the center of the plate was something that resembled a pudding. But apart from the outline, Lin Qiu could barely see any shadow of the pudding from it. The surface of the "pudding" exuded a red and green luster, and Lin Qiu felt that if this thing could be called food, it must be the greatest desecration of food in history.

"This ...... That ......"

He was in a cold sweat, and even without tasting it, he knew how horrible this pudding was.

"Don't try to run away, they specially commissioned me to watch you eat it all. ”

Alyssa suddenly showed a smile like a trembling S: "You must be tired after making it up for so long, right?" Then first of all, the pre-dinner dessert - 'Murder Pudding'." ”

In the silence of the night, the screams of a certain teenager echoed in the sky above the imperial capital.

As if inspired by some kind of inspiration, the craftsmen of the Tower Academy invariably stopped their work, and according to Lin Qiu's request, they had already completed the construction of the stone pillars and balls. Although they are physically exhausted, the exhaustion of their whole body will be swept away by the thought of becoming the builders of the Armstrong Accelerated Gyrotron Jet Cannon.

The craftsmen who looked at the bright starry sky wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and their faces rippled with happy smiles.

For a craftsman, it is the crowning glory to make a building that will go down in history.

- Be sure to bring back the "Ruby of the Great Demon King!"

- Moji!

......

"Ramov, what is this?" the bishop asked, dissatisfied, as he tossed the thin parchment of the goatee man in front of him.

Ramov replied as a matter of course: "Work report." ”

If the work report is too brief, he doesn't want to blame anything, after all, for a person who never submits a work report, this is already a qualitative leap.

But there were problems in the report that he had to point out.

"What is the Great Demon King?"

The work report handed to him was written on a line: Tonight, he joined hands with the warriors of the cannibal tribe to seal the Great Demon King of Vic.

There are several weird faces drawn next to this line, and there are detailed character introductions under each face.

Ramov rolled his dead eyes and looked at the angry bishop for a moment.

"How do I know?"

After leaving such a sentence, he walked away.

......

The sound of the dagger falling to the ground sounded, and the old man opened his eyes in astonishment.

Coria had already left, his eyes staring at the dagger embedded in the snow for a long time, and when he thought about it, it seemed that Afuya had also met his son on such a snowy night. (To be continued.) )