"Don't excite my guardian knight, I feel like you can't do without our help if you want to defeat Moon Shadow, so it's only a matter of time before we surface, I'm betting, betting that the Council of Four is looking for change, I'll help you take out Moon Shadow, is there anything wrong with you helping us rationalize our existence?"

"But you shouldn't hide it from me, do you really think of me as a friend?"

He knew that he and Ben would not be in any danger in this matter, and even if Morston made a mistake, it would be them, the awakened ones, who died, and had nothing to do with him.

"I just treat you as a friend, so I didn't tell you, and it shouldn't be something you should worry about, because it doesn't have much to do with you. ”

"It doesn't matter, we're friends, of course I can help you share some of the pressure, besides, we'...... Isn't it of the same kind. ”

Morston's hand trembled so much that the cup in his hand almost fell to the ground.

"Yes! We're one kind. ”

Morston burst into laughter.

"Next time, I'll try to get you to help, kind!"

Morston's eyes softened a lot, and those inexplicable barriers disappeared a lot.

"So, I hope you can help me with some of my confusion. ”

"What?"

"About my mother. ”

"You can talk about it. ”

"You should know that my father is the master of pardon, and my mother is the youngest daughter of a duke, who has been well educated since she was a child, and she loves elegance and fragrant tea, and I think I should inherit this from her. ”

Listening to Morston's unemotional description, his heart was uncomfortable, although he didn't know why, it was possible that he had heard Morston himself say that his mother was a bitch.

Morston tugged at his collar and continued:

"Why do you think these powerful people always like to play weird games?"

"What...... What ......"

"Do you know about swapping parties?"

"What's that?"

"It's a fun party, the nobles of the upper class, swapping their wives, watching them and other men, it's funny, isn't it. ”

He didn't speak, he didn't know how to express it, he had heard that the nobles would behave in such a perverted way under the long-term repression, but he didn't expect it to be true.

"And when I was 10 years old, as her son, I had the privilege of attending once. ”

Morston reached for the teacup, and his trembling hand spilled the hot tea from the teacup on his hand, and he didn't care in the slightest.

"I didn't expect that the woman who usually taught me ethics and kindness had such a wild side, and I couldn't connect her with my mother, the woman who liked to smile at me when she was taking care of the flowers. ”

He listened silently, his heart stirring up turbulent waves, and he understood what this meant to a ten-year-old child.

"When the angel who warmed me one day suddenly became a slut, I felt that the world had collapsed, so one afternoon, while we were having afternoon tea, I stabbed a knife into her heart. ”

"Before I died, I asked her a question, why did she take me to that damn banquet, do you know how she answered?"

Morston looked up at the ornate chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

"I'm sorry! ”

"She told me it was exciting, hahaha...... This shameless bitch might not have been my bastard father who brought her to a party like that......"

Tears ran down the corners of his eyes and fell on his collar.

"Did you think I should kill her?"

He looked at him stunned, not knowing how to answer, because such a scenario was most likely arranged by the Council of Four, just because the last entrant might have to undergo some kind of damn character test.

"I......'m sorry! I don't know. ”

Morston reached out to wipe away the tears, then wiped his hand clean with the square cloth that was placed on his lap.

"It's okay! I'm glad to say it, if I hadn't cut off her head and put it on my father's desk, maybe he wouldn't think I'm a monster, in order to hide these things from the outside world, my identity has become the illegitimate son of the king and a certain **, the crime is to be jealous of the pure blood and status of the eldest prince, and then killed their mother, the day I was going to be hanged, Stiyi saved me. ”

"That is, he gave me ideas and knew the truth of everything, but why shouldn't we, the half-finished products that have been created, have no thoughts, why did I have heartache at the time, and I still do so. ”

He grabbed his hair and slammed his head on the table.

"Don't do that!"

He pulled him out of his chair and pulled him up to prevent him from hurting himself.

"It's the fault of the Council of Four, whether they can have feelings or not is a matter of their own thoughts. ”

"Now I'd rather be a marionette who only obeys orders. ”

He watched him open his mouth but didn't know what to say, Morston didn't break down, he was already strong, that kind of scene was too cruel for a ten-year-old child.

"Anyway, now you still have us, don't you, Stirenor, your old butler, and Onshcona, we'll be with you, aren't we? ”

Morston's eyes were hollow, this was a pain he hadn't remembered for a long time, he was desperately doing those researches, even if it was all kinds of unknown dangers, he didn't care, just because he wanted to die.

He let go of his hand, and Morston sat down on the ground, tilting his head unaware of what he was thinking.

He sighed and sat down next to him, this sometimes wise, sometimes crazy teenager didn't seem to be as strong as he appeared, he didn't go through anything, and the child was still a child after all.

For a whole night, the two of them sat on the ground, and the old butler, who didn't know what was going on, came over once, but was persuaded to leave, and now Morston needs to be calm, he must understand that only by being strong and alive can he encounter more beauty.

In the early morning, the sun shone through the high windows, and it was supposed to be a time for everyone to rest, but the prince staggered up from the ground, like a drunkard who had just come out of a bar.

"Would you like to go have some drinks with me?"

Morston looked at him, and there was not a trace of color in his eyes.

"No problem! Let's go to the bar on the east side of the village. ”

"Is there a second bar in the village?"

Morston suddenly laughed and reached out to pat him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, my guardian knight, I've been here for so many years, but thank you for being with me, let's go have a drink, and then it's time to get to work." ”