Dragged by her sister to her mother's room on the second floor, Gelotta settled down, straightened her clothes a little, and knocked on the door. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Come in and put it. ”

After getting her mother's response, Gelotta gently pushed open the door, although she had officially inherited the position of lord, but for Geralta, the person sitting inside was also her own mother, or the acting lord of the former territory, and she didn't dare to have the slightest idea of trespassing in terms of etiquette.

A middle-aged lady in the room was sitting on a chair flipping through some reports on the recent financial expenses of the territory, perhaps because she had been working on the affairs of the territory for a long time, the woman's appearance seemed to be older than her own age, full of vicissitudes, and when she saw Gelotta arrive, the woman also put down the paper and motioned for her son and daughter who were following her to sit down.

"Mother~ Do you have something to do with me?"

I don't know why Gelota felt a little uneasy after taking a seat this time, is it because of her sister's sentence about her life's events?

"Don't be so nervous, whenever you talk to your mother, you have to be nervous like you're going to war. The lady smiled, "Did you invite Lycia to Senua's birthday party?"

"Yes. ”

Gelota nodded in acknowledgement.

The lady looked at her son, and when she mentioned the name Lycia, her son actually became a little nervous, as if she had formed a conditioned reflex, it seemed that this girl's weight in her son's heart was so great that she was about to occupy everything, although I have to say that it was indeed a very good girl, but as a mother, I didn't want my son to fall into this kind of unrequited love that was too strong, and it was taboo for a lord to be too emotional.

"Do you like Lycia? ”

"Ah~ this... This one... Yes!"

When asked by his mother, Gelota blushed and then squeaked, causing her sister next to her to snicker.

"How much do you like it?"

Questioned by her mother, Gelotta was silent for a moment before saying, "I hope to marry her and become my lifelong partner." ”

Ay~

The noble lady sighed, as her own son Gelotta is indeed gradually growing up to a qualified lord, but he is completely carried away by love at the beginning of his love, although he also admits that Lycia This girl does have a personality charm that makes men love her, not only beautiful, gentle, intelligent but most importantly, this girl has a strong character, just like a blue crystal rose that blooms proudly in the cold wind, but the son should also think carefully about the feasibility of marrying each other in many aspects.

Seeing her mother's sigh, Gelotta's heart sank and she became a little worried: "Is there a problem? Mother." ”

"Problem? Not really. ”

The lady recalled that when her son first invited Lycia to come to the mansion as a guest, Lycia and the girls who accompanied her gave a deep impression to herself, especially Lycia, although her friend is also a refreshing and excellent girl, but compared to Lycia, there is more of an inner grace and luxury, even if she is dressed in very ordinary clothes, she can't hide the nobility and elegance that comes from the inside, not only that, but also in her speech and demeanor and etiquette, it shows that this girl has received a higher education, and is a high aristocratic education, even the most discerning nobles will recognize her etiquette, if Lycia had come in a different costume at that time, even if she said that she was a princess from a certain country, she might have believed it.

Noble and elegant but approachable, anyone around her can feel that pure gentleness, and behind the gentleness is the most resolute side of the girl, she is neither humble nor arrogant in the face of anyone, which makes people feel awe-inspired, and in a short period of time, even the maids and waiters in the mansion quickly became good friends with this girl.

It's like the incarnation of a perfect nobleman born by nature!

The noble lady said to her son earnestly, "Have you ever thought about Lycia's true identity?"

"Identity?" Gelotta was slightly stunned, but her mother quickly reacted: "She should be a noble lady of a certain country, right?"

"Aristocrat, if she's just a noble girl, I'm a little relieved. ”

Because it is so perfect, even Geralta, who is carried away by love, knows very well that a girl with a beautiful appearance and noble temperament like Lycia will never be born in an ordinary family, and a phoenix cannot hatch in a chicken nest. And the noble lady thinks more, the other girls who live with Lycia are extremely outstanding in appearance and temperament, and there are even two beautiful orc maids living with them, why did a perfect girl like a royal princess suddenly come to Jihar, which is also a remote territory in the kingdom of Saxony, the so-called reason for hiding from the war in the west of the continent is too suspicious, even if she doesn't care about Lycia's identity, her son likes Lycia and hopes to marry her, but does the girl like him？

"Gelotta, you've been overwhelmed by emotions lately, do you know anything about Lycia's identity, where she came from, what kind of identity she is, do you know all of this?"

"I'm sorry Mother, I don't know about this. ”

Seeing that her brother's momentum was completely suppressed by her mother, Garsena on the side couldn't help but help: "Mother, I don't think these are important, the important thing is that my brother likes Lycia very much, and I also like Lycia, and if Lycia is willing to marry her brother, then it's fine." ”

The noble lady couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed: "Silly child, marriage is not as simple as you think, it's not just two people who love each other, if Lycia's identity is too different from your brother, even if they love each other, they will not be able to be together because of their identity." ”

Garsena suddenly muttered and buried her head, but Geralotta on the side had an ugly face, she was indeed too fascinated by Lycia during this time, but she unilaterally liked and wanted to marry her as a wife, and all she thought about was whether Lycia would agree to her proposal, and she only unilaterally said that she would not care about Lycia's identity, whether she was a nobleman or a commoner, no matter what kind of identity she was willing to marry her.

What if Lycia was a princess?

Seeing her son's sudden realization, the noble lady spoke: "Gelotta, your father died early, and I also hope that you and Garsena will have children as soon as possible to continue the bloodline of the family. Don't worry, as a mother, I also like Lycia, if I can, I also welcome this child to be our family, after all, it is rare to have such a good girl to her in these years, but you should also know that a girl like Lycia is definitely not an ordinary identity, you must be mentally prepared for this!"

Gelota gritted her teeth as if she was struggling inwardly, but finally nodded affirmatively, "I understand, Mother." ”

"Very well, you have to remember Gelotta, you are now the lord of Jihar in the Kingdom of Saxony, although it is cruel, but you have to remember that everything has to be done in the interests of the whole territory. ”

Saying this, the noble lady asked in an extremely serious tone, "Tell me, how much weight does Lycia have in your heart?"

"If she doesn't marry!"

Seeing this, the noble lady finally nodded, got up and walked to the side of the cabinet and took out a small box, opened the box and put a simple silver ring in front of Geralta, this ring is obviously forged with Mithril and platinum from the material, and there are some jerky and ancient words engraved on it, although it seems simple and inconspicuous, but the ring itself flows with traces of time and the vicissitudes of time.

Gelotta's eyes widened when she saw the ring, but the other party just smiled indifferently.

"This ring is a gift from the Jihar family when they marry their lovers for generations, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and I also inherited this ring from my mother, and I originally wanted to pass it on to Senua, but Senna and I both feel that it should be handed over to you to let you marry your beloved. ”

For a moment, Gelotta's eyes felt a little moist, and she almost trembled, and took the evidence from her mother's hand that had witnessed the love vows of the Jihar family for generations.

"I wish you the best of luck in marrying Miss Lycia, brother!"

Garsena also smiled and encouraged.

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When the sweetness shrouded the lord's mansion, the filthy black malice in the territory of Jihar was also wantonly venting his anger and dissatisfaction.

The long run and high mental vigilance had made Felesin's spirit tense to the limit, and from the moment he relaxed, Felecien fell asleep in the carriage all day, and after waking up, he dragged his almost frozen body from the storehouse into the farmer's house, although the ornament can control others, but if it is not for the accurate hint, the controlled person will also ignore Felesien and maintain his normal life.

For this reason, Felesien, who only ordered to take himself into the city, was thrown into the carriage and fell asleep for a day, and slept in the cold treasury for a day without being discovered, and was not frozen to death, even Felecien felt that he had gone shit luck, but although he did not freeze to death, the result of sleeping in the treasury in the cold weather was that the high-level mage had a severe cold, and now he had to lie on the bed with a chirp to rest.

"Ahem... This damn it... Cough... Damn the hell place, fuck the hell weather... Ahem..."

"Abominable~abominable... Ahem... Why should I suffer such a sin!"

The complaining Felesien had already taken some of the potions he was carrying, but the effect was not obvious, or the effect was not so quick to appear, and now Felecien only felt that his head was as hot as a stove, not only that, but he was so dizzy that he couldn't even think completely, and the most damn thing was that he could only live in this simple room and endure all the things that usually disgusted him, and he couldn't go anywhere.

There was no warm stove, no delicate food, no beautiful women, but only two lowly peasants who brought food that even disgusted them, which they thought were worthy of feeding the pigs.

And now the only thing that can calm my heart almost crazy is the ornament, and the stronger resonance has indicated that the other half of the ornament is in this town.

Felecien's expression twisted and viciously gripped the ornament on his chest, as if he had grasped the only hope.