readx; Thus Peter and Eva Jr. officially began their lives at Cromwell Abbey. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 InfoThey come to the Great Hall with Wren every morning, but every time they see Wren surrounded by monks, they laugh in their hearts.

After breakfast, they would have a morning lesson with Fernández. In the afternoon, while the other monks were praying in the monastery's own chapel, they went to the outskirts of Cromwell's Abbey to find Uncle Henry, who had merged the two detachments of the Knights. They would learn martial arts with Uncle Henry for about three hours, and then they would spend some time in Cromwell's well-stocked library.

If anything, it is that every month there are not necessarily two days or two of them that are called by Cardinal Ratfar. He would explain to them some theological knowledge, but more often than not, he would tell them about the secrets of the Holy See that only the Chancellor and Deacon could know.

As these days passed, little Peter and Eva gradually adapted to life in the monastery. Slowly, they also learned that in the entire monastery, only Wren was the same age as them. Maybe it's because of their young age or their cuteness, but the other monks take special care of them.

However, it is impossible to live life and always take care of you, so that you will have smooth sailing and all the best. Although they live in the same asylum with Wren and see each other every day, their relationship is not harmonious. Well, it would be accurate to say that no matter what little Peter did, they couldn't communicate further with Wren. Once, when Morientes heard his troubles, he laughed and said that Wren was like that, and he didn't talk to anyone much. As for the reason, Morientes had an unfathomable expression on his face, and little Peter could only suppress his curiosity.

That afternoon, little Peter and Eva walked out of the convent to the camp of the Order of the Holy See, ready to find Uncle Henry. However, before they could reach the camp, not far from the monastery gate, they saw a young man dressed in black robes quietly walking out.

Little Peter and Eva glanced at each other and saw the confusion in their eyes. Little Peter couldn't help but ask: "Is that Wren?" ”

Eva looked at the other person's back and nodded uncertainly. Little Peter had a curious look in his eyes. He was extremely curious about Wren's sneaking out of the monastery, but before he could say anything, Eva rolled her eyes and grabbed him by the arm. Eva said as she pulled little Peter away, "Peter, everyone has their own secrets, don't explore those secrets when the time comes." I don't think Wren wants us to know that there is a reason for him, so let's not follow him. Uncle Henry is still waiting for us. After saying that, no matter how little Peter struggled, he directly forcibly pulled him away.

Little Peter had no choice but to say to Eva in frustration: "Okay, okay, Eva I know, don't drag me, I'll go by myself." ”

Eva looked at him suspiciously, then nodded and let go of her hands. Little Peter turned his head to look at the place where Wren had appeared just now, but there was no one anymore. He could only sigh helplessly, and went to Uncle Henry to learn martial arts with Eva.

As the days passed, little Peter and Eva grew up. It's been almost a year since they came to Cromwell Abbey.

Our Peter can no longer be described as small. He is about 1.7 meters tall, with long black hair flowing behind him, and amber eyes that make him look very attractive. Although that face did not make people feel as amazing as after seeing Wren, the delicate facial features put together did not make people feel disgusted after looking at it.

As for Eva, she is already eighteen years old, and she is slim and slim. Although she was not very pretty, she was the youngest of the few nuns in the convent. Because of her perennial martial arts practice, her figure appears very toned. Her pale green eyes always reveal satisfaction with her current life.

It's another cold winter. Peter and Eva sat in front of the roaring fireplace and listened to Ratfar explain to them some of the teachings of the scriptures.

Peter took notes earnestly, and with a quill he wrote on the paper lines of flowing font, which was so beautiful that it had been appreciated by many people. Ratfar paused when he said he was happy, and Eva handed over a cup of black tea with a smile on her lips. Ratfar nodded in satisfaction and continued.

As for why she didn't drink coffee, it was very simple, because Eva was better at making black tea, well, in other words, no one in the entire monastery could be better than hers.

Speaking of which, Eva's craft of making black tea was learned from the little Peter back then. It was only because the old man Andre liked to drink black tea that little Peter was trained by the old man to have a unique skill. Then, because Peter inherited the old man's hobby, Eva finally became a teacher after a lot of practice. Now Peter doesn't make tea himself, just waiting to drink Eva's black tea.

Ratfar took a sip of black tea, sighed contentedly. There was a look of nostalgia on his wrinkled face. For a while, there was only the sound of firewood burning in the house.

Peter looked at the steaming cup of black tea in front of him. He remembered that when he was a child, in order to satisfy the old man, he didn't know how much hardship he had to endure before he learned how to make a cup of black tea. The black tea in front of him reflected the faces of the old man and Uncle William in his eyes, and his eyes slowly moistened. He muttered quietly, "I don't know what happened to Uncle William." After speaking, he looked at the scenery outside the window and pursed his lips without saying a word.

Eva glanced at him stealthily out of the corner of her eye, and when she saw the look on his face, she knew he was missing the old days again. However, before she could say anything to comfort her, she heard laughter.

Ratfar smiled and pointed at Peter and said, "Your Uncle William has arrived at home, and he has asked the local clergy to send us a message. I also just received the news this morning, and I was thinking of telling you about it later. But since you mentioned it, I'll tell you now, and I'll make you happy. After speaking, he looked at the other party with a playful expression, but the eyes were all kind.

Peter looked up at each other at once, and when he confirmed the authenticity of the news, he jumped up from his chair and waved his arms excitedly before sitting down again.

He couldn't wait to ask Ratfar for more details, until he couldn't get any more information before he smiled contentedly. Eva listened quietly to their conversation, and only then could she ask out loud, "So how are Uncle William's family?"

Ratfar nodded, leaned into the chair and adjusted his posture before saying, "Don't worry." The Emperor Krent is not interested in them right now, so it's safe. Speaking of which, his son Ludwig is estimated to be fifteen years old. ”

Peter's face turned bitter when he heard about the birthday, and Eva noticed it immediately. She sighed quietly in her heart and patted his hand to comfort something.

Ratfar looked at them puzzled. Eva had to explain: "Peter doesn't know his birthday, so he ......"

Ratfar laughed when he heard this, and he patted the armrest hard and said, "What's this?"

Target. Peter: I picked you up back then, and I think it was probably the same as the season now. Well, yes, it's winter, too. Since we don't need to be so precise about the date, we're going to throw you a birthday party. It just so happened that the monastery had not been lively for a long time, which made everyone happy. The day after tomorrow. Well, after Peter, the day after tomorrow will be your birthday. ”

Peter's glasses lit up when he heard this. His face was full of enthusiasm because of joy, and he looked very red and cute. Eva laughed heartily at the way she looked at him, and suddenly she felt as if she remembered something, and only felt as if her heart was suddenly being pulled hard. His eyes were empty and panicked, and his whole face suddenly retreated from blood to pale.

Little Peter's happy voice came to her ears, and she listened to Peter's laughter sluggishly: "The day after tomorrow, isn't that November 25th." I finally have a birthday. He let out a happy laugh.

However, Eva felt cold all over her body, and only felt that her heart was about to stop beating. She quietly wiped the corners of her eyes and tried to smile at Peter.