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Green, who was in the same room as him, had slept to death, snoring like a well-fed fat pig. But it wasn't like that Ian couldn't sleep because of that, his mind had been in a mess all day before the snoring sounded.

Shirley Senpai didn't like to laugh, but after meeting that man, her smile never stopped. ”

Didn't my mother like to laugh before she met my father? In Ian's heart, Shirley has always been a mother whose smile can overflow like sunshine, does she also have times when she doesn't like to laugh?

But why was she unhappy? Before she was with Yilin, she was a famous "big dancer" in the imperial capital, and she was sought after by thousands of people, and she was only nineteen years old at that time.

Ian turned his head and looked out the window at the bright moon. Suddenly, he had a thought that he wanted to know everything about his mother, everything about his mother's twenty years of living in this imperial capital. This thought grew out of control in Ian's heart like a vine after a spring rain.

He couldn't wait to know what his mother was like twenty years ago.

So he jumped up from the bed, put on his clothes, and took the guard. He's going to a place where he might find everything he's looking for.

The imperial capital, the estate of the Felton family.

Gerald's shoulders were wrapped in gauze, and he stood under the lobby with a reluctant face. Beside him was a middle-aged man who looked eight points similar to Gerald, and his face was full of anger. And sitting in the lobby was a gray-haired old man, Clifford Filton, the patriarch of the Filton family.

Compared with his son's anger and grandson's unwillingness, Creel, who is the patriarch, is much more indifferent. His brow furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and his long narrow fingers played with a golden ring.

"Father, the Stuart family's request to withdraw from the marriage is a slap in the face. Gerald's father, Mulfilton, said angrily, "The whole emperor is watching!

Creel glanced at his son, did not answer immediately, but slowly put the ring he was playing with in his hand on his thumb, and then said leisurely: "Gerald, have you found out who attacked you this morning?"

Gerald shook his head: "No, I suspect it was hidden by the Stuart family." ”

"It's useless to just be suspicious. Creel shook his head, "Besides, they don't need the help of the Stuart family to hide at all, as long as we find a small hotel in this imperial capital, it will be difficult for us to find them." ”

"But you can't just leave it at that, father!" Mu'er said anxiously, "Everyone knows that Gerald has been recognized as the next head of the family, but those guys surnamed Stuart have come here like this, and it is clear that they want to declare war on us!"

"Why are they declaring war on us?" Creel retorted, "Although the four great families are not happy to fight for the rights of the Hall, they are far from declaring war. Moreover, if they really wanted to declare war on us, they would not have agreed to marry their daughter into our family in the first place. ”

"But"

"There's nothing to be had. "What I care about is that there are dozens of people escorting the convoy, and there are only two people on the other side. Even if they had a musket, it wouldn't be enough to make such a big fuss and run away unscathed, right?"

Creel's tone was a lot more severe, and the pressure unique to the superior made Gerald unconsciously lower his head, and defended hesitantly, "That fat man is nothing, and the other guy is very powerful, just cut down the three of us in an instant." ”

"He's the one to care about. "As far as I know, since Kalan's grandson Kyomen died in the snowy mountains a year ago, Stuart's crusaders have had few of them. The elite of the Crusaders are also buried in the snowy mountains, which means that the young man who attacked you today is not necessarily from the Stuart family. ”

"Father, Karan is the Lord of the Roses. "With his position, it's not difficult to mobilize one or two high-ranking hunters to do things for him." ”

"That's the problem. Creel slowly stood up, his tall body covering the oil lamp behind him, casting a shadow like a hill on the floor, "Even the Lord of Roses has no right to mobilize the high-ranking hunters of the hall, if it is found out, it is a difficult thing to do, do you know what I mean?"

Mu'er's eyes lit up: "Father, what do you mean, let the Granger family investigate?"

"Well, only those in charge of the Heavenly Control can gain insight into the movements of each high-level hunter. "Once there is evidence that Karan has secretly mobilized a high-ranking hunter, this will be the sharpest weapon we can use to remove him from the throne." ”

"I see!" Mu'er said excitedly.

Creel snorted, noticing Gerald's sullenness.

"Cheer up, my grandson, a woman only. "Don't just look at what you lose, but know what you can gain from this loss." ”

"I see, grandpa. ”

"You don't understand. Creel whispered, "In a sense, this divorce is not a bad thing for us. This also gives us enough reason to attack the Stuart family, who have occupied the throne for more than ten years. ”

The hall is at the headquarters of the imperial capital, and it is a magnificent two-story small building, with a flag printed with thorn flowers fluttering on the roof. It's just that this small building is really inferior to the former hall headquarters and tower.

It's late at night, and the city that never sleeps has entered its quietest hour. The headquarters of the hall was also lit only in the lobby, where a middle-aged man dressed in a thorn flower icon was sitting on a stool and sleepily vigil.

It has been a rule since ancient times that the door of the hall should not be closed at any time in case of emergencies, such as dragon invasion. Although this kind of thing has not happened in a hundred years, the rules of the hall have always been there.

Tonight, the sleepy Night's Watch was woken up, and he looked up and saw a face that was excessively young. It was a bad feeling to be woken up, so the night watchman frowned and asked impatiently, "What's the matter?"

In his opinion, such a young man rushing to the top is a junior hunter, doesn't he know that the junior hunter only needs to go to the task board to take the task? The night watchman didn't see the task list in his hand, thinking that he was a rookie who didn't know anything, so he had a very bad attitude.

Until Ian pulled out the waist card that made his jaw drop.

"High, Senior Hunter?!"

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