Kingdom of the Rhine, royal capital Catalena.

Brilliant Boulevard, Mansion No. 75.

In the early hours of the morning, 4:57 a.m.

"Woo......"

A good biological clock allowed Lynn to slowly stand up in a hazy state, rub his eyes, and then use a big yawn with a lazy stretch to kick off his day.

Without trying to pick up the shattered fragments of the dream, Lynn got out of bed on the trend of her long-held habit, went to the bathroom, and turned on the faucet.

"Whew-"

As the cool water washed away the sleepiness, Lynn breathed a long sigh of relief and slowly looked up, staring at herself in the mirror.

It was a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old, with black hair and brown eyes, and his facial features looked particularly delicate under the illumination of magic candles, but in addition to being exquisite, he was slightly green, and his eyebrows and face lines showed the immature color that should be in line with his age.

After grinning at herself in the mirror and showing a big smile, Lynn began to wash up.

Showing a smile to his waking self every day is something his mother taught him, and it is said that he can spend his day happily.

Of course, whether it will be useful or not depends on whether you will encounter a stupid X that stinks like the silt in the ditch outside Seventeenth Street for the rest of the day.

After washing, Lynn lifted the small cloth bag placed next to the cabinet, changed into a simple and light clothes, and then went downstairs.

It was still early, and no one was in the drawing-room, but there was a clanging sound from the kitchen, and it was supposed that the servants were preparing breakfast for the old man to use later.

Lynn didn't go to the kitchen, but directly pushed open the simple and heavy door with many patterns, and came to the wide courtyard, and then put down the cloth bag, and took out the refined long sword that was only a cut short of the others.

"Qiang—"

The long sword was unsheathed, and the sunlight pouring down from the sky fell on it just right, and before it had time to stay, it was immediately refracted and bounced away, with the powerful slash of the young man, the silver blade, as if it could cut through the sunlight.

Unlike other aristocratic family swordsmanship, the Blazer family's swordsmanship does not pursue flamboyance and posture at the same time, trying to defeat their opponents with a perfect set of combos. In the concept of Blazer's swordsmanship, defense does not exist, and all moves and changes are aimed at making the opponent lose the ability to resist, and the so-called defensive stance is only to make the sword wielder have the ability to cut the next sword after being exchanged for injury.

Judging from the moves, this is an extremely dangerous swordsmanship, but it can be regarded as the best match for the people of the Blazer family.

As the sun gradually rose over the horizon, the light refracted by Lynn's sword became more and more fierce.

Morning practice was arranged by his father, and since he was four years old, he was required to practice his family swordsmanship every morning, and it has been almost ten years since then.

In this regard, Lynn also had a lot of complaints.

Although his aristocratic classmates also practiced, they never got up so early as him, and there were no servants to serve him, and if there was bad weather, others could take a little vacation and sleep lazily, and his practice was at the request of his father, rain or shine, even if he encountered a rainstorm and snowstorm, he had to cut the rain and snow first, and then talk about other things.

Of course, complaints are complaints, and resistance does not exist.

The Blazer family is a real hall of words, in any matter, as long as the Earl of Blazer makes a decision, then even if others have any opinions, they can only hold back, even Madame Blazer can not bring it up in person, but can only blow the pillow wind to Mr. Earl afterwards.

"Qiang—"

The sword is sheathed and cuts off the thoughts.

Lynn stood still, adjusting his breathing, and only when his breathing was stable did he raise his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and turn back to the house.

Compared to when he went out, the hall was obviously much more lively now.

The magic candles on the walls have lit up, carrying the morning light to dispel the remaining darkness; Servants move in and out of the kitchen and dining room, serving delicious dishes that are full of color and aroma.

On the throne, the Count of Blazer was already sitting on the throne, holding the morning newspaper that had arrived earlier than everyone else.

Of course, Lynn knew that his father never paid attention to the information in the morning paper, he only paid attention to the person who wrote the text, whether he wanted to report to the goddess of starlight - ah, in his father's eyes, those veins were flowing with dirty black mud, his vision was blocked by narrow intelligence, and he was covered with fat and fat like a breeding pig in captivity, and the scum should not be qualified to meet the goddess.

Lynn walked to the table, but instead of taking a seat directly to his father's right, she bowed slightly and bowed.

"Good day, father."

"Good day." Cole Blazer peeked his serious face out from behind the newspaper and pulled out a smile that looked like a smile, "Done?" ”

"Yes." Lynn said softly, "But I still haven't stepped into the realm you said, driving swords like fingers." ”

"It doesn't matter." Cole waved his hand, "Swordsmanship isn't a one-day practice, and besides, it's normal for you to have little progress without an opponent in your practice process - the purpose of practicing all year round is never to improve, but to keep your brain from feeling unfamiliar with this skill." ”

"Yes!"

"Let's tidy it up." Cole turned his gaze back to the newspaper and casually said, "Also, remember to call Rosa." ”

"I see."

Lynn nodded, and turned to go upstairs.

He first went back to his room, washed himself in the hot bath water soaked by the servants, then changed into a black uniform painted with a round star emblem, and then walked out of the room, through the cloister, and finally stopped in front of the door of the innermost room.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door three times, Lynn called softly, "Rosa." ”

No response.

Lynn, who seemed to have become accustomed to it, did not try to continue calling, but directly reached out and unscrewed the handle, pushed the door and entered.

The room was large and the interior was gorgeous, but the bed and the people in the bed attracted more attention than the shelves full of barely touched books.

In the early morning, the lights in the room were on, but the girl's soft cheeks were hidden in the darkness of pillows and bedding, as if unwilling to face the harsh sunlight outside.

In order to avoid his sister's fuss, Lynn did not go to the other party's bed, but stood by the door, adjusted his breathing, and then.

"Rosalind!!"

The majestic shouts of her brother frightened the girl on the bed to bounce up, her scattered blonde hair obscured her clear eyes as blue as the ocean under the summer sun, and her snow-white skin shone in the sunlight, so transparent that she could almost see the cyan veins under the skin.

When the girl recovered from the fright and saw the person clearly, her little face immediately collapsed.

As the most favored of the three children in the family, Rosalind did not take this favor and go wild unscrupulously.

There is no other reason, but there are two people in her head who are pressing her.

Coincidentally, Lynn is one of them.

"Brother Lynn!"

Rosalind cried weakly as she tugged at the quilt.

Lynn nodded and said, "Father is here today, come down early." ”

"Where's my father?"

Rosalind's face turned white, and she didn't say a word, so she jumped out of bed, got into the bathroom, wiped it twice, and then slammed the ground and ran out.

When Lynn slowly went downstairs again, the girl was already pouring her father black tea in a flattering manner.

In addition to his sister, Lynn's mother, and another younger brother, Reg Blazer, have also taken his place.

Compared with his sister's escape and Lynn's composure, Reg's personality is more dull, even in front of his father, he is in a state of burying his head and not speaking, only when his sister pours him a cup of steaming black tea, he will raise his head and show a not-so-good-looking smile.

When everyone was seated in their seats, the Blazer family's breakfast for the day officially began.

However, compared to the noisy left and right during the meal at ordinary people's homes, the table at Blazer's house was obviously a little too quiet, and there was no other sound except the sound of knives and forks touching dishes.

It's not that Blazer's family rules say "eat and sleep", but that his father, who sits on the throne, is so powerful that under his unsmiling countenance, almost no one will speak first.

The only one who can break this atmosphere is Monsieur Earl.

"Lynn."

Lynn looked up blankly at her father who was calling for her, "What's wrong, father?" ”

Mr. Earl looked at his son's face and said succinctly: "Just do your best today, few people can establish a connection with the [Sea of Imaginary Numbers] in the first communication. ”

"I see!"

In the face of his father's early relief, Lynn's response seemed very normal, but he vaguely noticed that Regg, who was sitting on the side and eating with his head down, suddenly paused.

Monsieur Earl, though stern, is not an upright piece of wood, and he will say things like praise or consolation, but not much.

Most of these words were given to Lynn, and for Regg, the second son, he didn't even face him with a smile.

After saying that, Monsieur de Earl had eaten a few more bites, and then went out of the house with his cane to the sound of his wife and children's blessings, and the atmosphere in the dining room was visibly lighter as he went.

"Rege, I'm going to eat this!"

Rosalind held the fork on the table, trying to touch the grilled sausages on Reg's plate, but the corner of her eyes kept falling on Lynn, as if she was a little afraid that her eldest brother would be dissatisfied with her behavior, and Reg obviously didn't mean to refuse, but silently pushed her plate to her sister's side.

Mrs. Blazer didn't react to the little fight in front of her, and only shook her head helplessly: "Rosalind, how many times have you said that you have to call Reg brother, you can't be so rude." ”

Rosalind glanced at Lynn, who was unresponsive, and then puffed out her little face propped up by food, and retracted her seat without making a sound, while Reg lowered his head again and did not speak.

On the other side, Lynn wiped her mouth and prepared to say goodbye to everyone.

Today is the day for the Rheinland Institute to organize qualified students to collectively communicate with the [Sea of Imaginary Numbers], after the completion of the link, the students who have successfully connected will have to choose what path they will embark on in the following days, and the students who have not completed it will sum up their experience and continue to try the next day.

All in all, whether or not the communication is successful, Lynn today will be very busy.

However, just as Lynn was about to say goodbye, a few strange lines of words suddenly floated out in front of his eyes.

[Finally waiting for you!] Pliers Liu Ming! 】

[My Erin wife will finally move!!] 】

【Erin Iron Green Tea!】 Rosalind is the best in the world! I said it! Yesusu can't stop it!! 】

[Yvette! (love.emoji), Yvette! (love.emoji)】

[Galgame animation,Will there be a lot of exciting parts of the river crab....... Well,This galgame is okay.,There's not even a Bo Bo plot.,There's nothing that can be river crab.。 】

【Where the Dream Begins....... Wait a minute, I'm super! Where is this? Who are you, handsome guy?! 】

Lynn tilted her head and slowly typed a few question marks.