At midnight, in Pedrol's mansion, continuous explosions and roars continued to come from the outside world, but Ivina, who was leaning against the corner of the wall at the moment, seemed to have not heard it, the cowhide rope cut by sharp wooden thorns was scattered beside it, and her white jade fingers trembled slightly, turning the yellowed diary in her hand.

[In the year 708 of the Holy Calendar, in November, Pedrol added a new ding, which looked small, white and tender, and the name was ...... Evina? Am I an older brother? ]

[It's another day of training, as Pedrore's eldest son, I have to work harder, are you watching me practice swords?] Evina? Then I need to work harder......]

[Sparring, I really miss it...... The way I picked up the sword was when I first picked it up, but this time I was in charge of being the teacher......]

[Ten tricks, save some face for you...... But you don't have to cry if you lose, right? It's cute, Evina......]

[Thirty-seven moves, it's only been four months, no, I must not have used all my strength, let's be serious next time......]

[Lost, I actually lost, how is this possible?] It's a shame in front of you, as a brother, you have to work hard to win it back next time......]

[Ivina, why do you always learn skills that I can't master, am I not trying hard enough?] ]

[722 A.D., July, First Knight Examination...... If you can pass, you can become a pastor, right? The Pedrol family can also make a difference......]

[FAILED...... Fail...... Fail! ]

[Second Knight Tryout, Third Round, Is That My Limit?] ]

[From morning to night, except for training or training, there is no point, I'm afraid I'll never pass the knight assessment......]

[Father, why are you looking at me with that expectant gaze?] Why don't you want to give up on me? ]

[This kind of look again, are you hating me?] Evina? I can understand your feelings, a useless person has robbed you of the opportunity that belongs to you...... If it were you, you would be able to do it, my sister ......]

[Maybe everything would be fine without me...... Ivena, I'll give you everything you want, it's the only way......]

……

The brown-haired girl flipped through the diary in her hand page after page, and through the cold words, she understood the brother who made her extremely envious and highly anticipated by her father, but could not do anything......

She had resented such injustice, and all her efforts, and the swordsmanship she was proud of, were in her father's eyes nothing more than a tool to attract the attention of the Duke of Nordland's son.

If he has the opportunity, he will definitely be able to pass the knight assessment, he will definitely be able to revive the Pedrol family, and he will definitely let his father see himself clearly......

So for the elder brother who has all the resources of the family and can accept formal knight guidance at any time, but fails again and again...... Ivina hated it immensely, even hated it......

[How cute, Evina......]

Fingers swept across the crumpled page, looking at the pages of text on it, the girl's body couldn't help but tremble, and crystal tears crossed her cheeks and kept falling on the page......

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Ivina muttered to herself, her mind blank, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop staying, and her heart was full of remorse...... Ivina had never hated herself so much.

She thought she had forgotten how to cry, which was a privilege reserved for the high-profile ......

Outside the mansion, the continuous light of the fire jumped, but the room fell into a deathly silence, only the suppressed, intermittent sobbing echoed incessantly.

It wasn't until the door of the room was slammed open that the girl turned her head blankly.

Baron Pedrore, who rushed through the door, looked around at the mess in the room, and when he saw Ivina, who was 'frightened and dared to hide in the corner and cry silently', he suddenly became angry and asked angrily.

"Do you know what a mess is going on in the outside world, Evena, why are you still sitting here alone? What about Lot? Where is he now? ”

As he spoke, another explosion came from outside the mansion.

"Is something going on out there?" Ivina held the tear-soaked diary in her arms and asked with her head down.

"Those damned wizards were wreaking havoc in Harbour Town, blowing up the entire docks with a terrible sorcery, Pastor Adrian was dead, Pastor Danny was dead, and Sir Sick, and even Archbishop Ann Sulk hadn't been able to escape...... Baron Pedrol said in horror.

In order to brush up his resume, he had proposed to participate in the witch hunt in front of the archbishop of Nordland, and now he thought that if Ann Sulf nodded and agreed, he would have died in the harbor docks.

Listening to the unattainable names in her ears being pronounced dead, the brown-haired girl's heart shook, and she couldn't help but think of the words that echoed in Lotter's ears before leaving.

"It's so small, Evina......"

To become a wizard, is that your choice? Brother?

It is rumored that if you sacrifice your soul to the devil, you can become a wizard with forbidden powers, but at the price, that person's personality will often change drastically, and the soul will gradually fall into the abyss......

And it's all for themselves.

"What about your brother? You haven't answered me yet, where's Lot? We need to get out of here now! Baron Pedrol squeezed the girl's wrist and asked loudly.

"Dead!" Ivina whispered, knowing very well that if the information about her brother's becoming a wizard was revealed, the entire Pedrol family would be wiped out instantly.

Baron Pedrol paused, and a look of utter horror appeared on his face.

"You'd better not play tricks on me, Evena!"

"I tell you, even if your brother really dies, the baron will never be your turn! Never fantasize about what you can't get! ”

Baron Pedrol was extremely annoyed and said that no matter what the situation, he would never let an outsider take over the Pedrol family, no matter how good it was!

"In that case, I'm leaving......" Ivina broke free and put the journal in her arms, and without hesitation, she turned and walked towards the door.

"Stop! You make it clear to me! Baron Pedrol didn't expect that Ivena, who never dared to resist in normal times, would dare to ignore himself like this, and a strong anger suddenly surged into his heart, and he pulled out the long sword at his waist and sheathed it, and slammed it towards Evena.

Clang~

The sheathed sword came out of his hand and landed on the ground with a low, muffled sound.

Baron Pedrore's body froze in place, a three-finger-long wooden thorn that was extremely sharp across his neck.

"How long has it been since you've been in a fight, father?" Ivina looked at Pedrol with a complicated expression and asked.

Baron Pedrol sat on the ground in a cold sweat, and he realized that Ivena's swordsmanship was far more sophisticated than he knew, and even surpassed him completely.

Ivina threw away the wooden thorn in her hand and stepped out of the room without looking back.

"Where are you going, Evena? What about Lot? Tell me where he is? Baron Pedrore, shouted loudly.

"My brother is dead, so you should be killed by me...... Father. Ivina whispered. And I'm leaving Harbour Town to become a witch hunter......"

Since she was unable to take the knighthood to become a cleric to gain power, her only option was to pass the more brutal witch hunter trial.

Only in this way can he save his brother who has been corrupted by the devil and whose soul is about to fall into the abyss...... This is her atonement......

(PS: This is the end of the first volume.,There's a lot of foreshadowing.,Please be considerate.,The next is the plot of the second volume.。 In addition, I ask for everything for new books! ）