A certain year, a certain day

In the twilight sunset, a teenager lay on the ground, gasping for breath, looking like he was prostrated from excessive exercise. <

He was wearing only a shirt on his upper body, and he looked crumpled, as if he had been soaked in water, so you can imagine how vigorously he had exercised and how much he had sweated.

And right next to the boy stood a young lady, holding in her hand a thin sword with no blades on the side or at the top, looking down at the boy with a smile on her face.

Her smile was full of sarcasm, but there was some expectation and encouragement hidden in it.

"Charles, stand up like a man! Don't lie on the ground, come again! ”

"No, I'm not up! You're not going to hit me when I get up! The boy's answer was full of anger and resistance.

"Do you think that if you keep lying on the ground like this, I won't beat you?"

“…… Hateful...... Someday, I will definitely take revenge! ”

"Oh? Hahahahaha, I'm waiting to see this day! However, looking at you so weak, I'm afraid you won't be my opponent in another thirty years, right? The lady laughed wickedly, and then deliberately patted the boy on the head with the thin blade of her sword, like a teacher who teaches ignorant children with a whip.

Perhaps, this kind of provocation is not a deliberate venting of bad feelings, but to stimulate this teenager and make him work harder, right?

"Don't underestimate me! You wait for me! The boy was furious, and then, almost squeezing the last of his strength out of his body, he jumped up from the ground. Stared at her in a challenging fashion.

"Good!" As if admiring his courage, she smiled and nodded.

Then, without the slightest delay. The thin sword in her hand swung again.

Then, without surprise, he was beaten again.

What a memory to treasure.

……………………

At the end of this long memory, Charles, who had been lying on his stomach on the table and falling asleep, finally woke up.

Although his forehead was still aching, he felt much better.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at it, and he had probably rested for about three hours—that is. It's about noon.

Very good.

He tucked the pocket watch into his arms, then stood up from his chair in a dashing manner, and walked straight out.

It stands to reason that it's already lunchtime. But because he was not feeling well, the Marquis of Treville had been enjoying lunch in his room lately, so Charles went straight up the stairs to his bedroom. Then there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Who?"

"It's me. Grandfather. ”

"Oh, Charles, what's the matter? Come on in. Grandpa's voice was a little weak, but his spirits were still strong.

Charles groomed his appearance a little, then opened the door.

"Charles, what's wrong?" Although Charles had tried to look calm, the Marquis of Trevill was still keenly aware of the solemnity and uneasiness in his expression.

"Yes, something happened." Charles bowed slightly. "And it's a very strict thing."

To be honest, he was a little angry in his heart right now. For it is clear that the old marquis had not told him all the truth before. However, even so, he still maintained the respect he deserved for his grandfather.

After hearing Charles's words, the old marquis's expression immediately became stern, as if he had instantly become a general before the battle.

"So how strict is zhòng? Tell me more about it, and we'll figure it out together. Grandpa spread his hands and motioned for Charles to sit down and talk.

However, instead of following his instructions, Charles remained in front of the bed, staring directly at the other.

"Just now, a visitor came to our house." He tried to make his look look natural, "This person...... Strictly speaking, it's still our relatives. ”

"Who? Are you a relative who came to fight the autumn breeze again? Just deal with it. ”

"She's Agnes." Charles replied in a low voice.

"Agnes......?" The old man first repeated it in a somewhat confused way, and then his eyes suddenly widened, as if he had suddenly realized.

Then, his face turned ugly. "Is it her? What is she here for? ”

"She's coming to Daddy." Charles replied briefly.

The old man's eyes suddenly flickered, and a fiery gaze burst out of his eyes, and he didn't know if it was aimed at Agnes or his son. "Looking for that guy? What are you looking for that guy for? He's gone without a trace, what's the use of coming to us to look for him? If she wants to find it, she will find it herself! ”

Judging by his grandfather's violent reaction, Charles understood that his father had indeed not recontacted him. But it's easy to understand.

He bit his lip gently.

"Actually...... Actually, Dad has already returned, and because of his injury, he is under my control. ”

Then, under the sharp gaze projected by the old man, he told his grandfather everything about his father in the past two days.

Listening to Charles's narration, Grandpa's expression also changed violently, from the initial calm to gloom, from gloomy to annoyance, and finally, when he heard Charles talk about the reason why his father ran away from home back then, his long-accumulated anger finally burst out like a volcanic eruption.

"This bastard son! This bastard! I already knew that he was only interested in having fun and didn't care about anyone else!

I spent so much hard work raising him, it was in vain! I gave him a good life, I let him do whatever he wanted, and I also helped him escape the catastrophe, but in the face of responsibility, he ran away like a dog! Escaped! And the result is still there smug! The old marquis scolded, stroking his chest, obviously almost out of breath, "This guy has only done one thing right in his life, and that is to leave the child and get out!" ”

Fearing that something would happen to him, Charles hurriedly walked up to him. Reaching out and gently caressing his chest.

"It's a shame he wasn't killed by Agnes! It won't give me any trouble that way! The old man, who had already despaired of his son, scolded bitterly with indignation, and then looked up at Charles. Beat him away, I don't want to see him again!" ”

"That's what I thought, Grandpa." Charles nodded, "I'm going to let him get out of here when he's healed." ”

"That's just right, isn't he used to living a prodigal life anyway?" The old man waved his hand hatefully, as if he didn't want to talk about him anymore, "Then Agnes did you beat him away?" ”

"Nope. I didn't take it away, I left her behind. Charles replied calmly, "She seems to know a lot of things." I also have some evidence, so I was threatening me just now, telling me to hand over my father, otherwise all this evidence will be released......"

"Then don't let her go!" The old man struck a spirit. Then he looked at Charles. "Stop her! None of these things will ever see the light of day again, or it will be a big problem for you. ”

"That's right, it's a big problem, so, I've left her behind." Charles shrugged his shoulders, "She's still unconscious, tied to the attic, wait if you want." You can go and meet her. ”

The old man looked at Charles dumbfounded.

After a moment of silence, he patted Charles' hand approvingly. Congratulations to him for succeeding in another bad thing without hesitation.

"Well done, Charles, and indeed my good grandson. So, we're going to have to figure out a way to solve this problem. ”

"Before I do that, I want to ask you one thing too."

"What could be more important than now?" The old man was a little surprised.

"It's really important." Charles looked at the old man quietly, noticing all the changes in his expression, "Agnes said that she once opened her mother's coffin in order to remove her remains...... Then, she said she saw another body...... The remains of a baby, to be precise......"

The old man's hand shook violently.

This reaction...... It seems that there is no mistake. Charles sighed inwardly.

"Excuse me, is there anything you can tell me about this? In my personal opinion, she doesn't seem to be joking......" Because he was a little angry in his heart, Charles's tone couldn't help but be a little stiffer.

The old man's expression shifted, as if he was struggling with something, and finally, he lowered his gaze and let out a long sigh.

"Charles, I'm sorry."

"I think you should explain to me in detail what this is going on, in addition to apologizing." Charles still looked at the old man, but his tone softened a little, "If you had told me more, maybe I wouldn't have made some wrong decisions...... Fran was there at the time, and heard Agnes's words, Grandpa. ”

"What!" The old man was stunned for a moment, and then cursed, "Damn it! ”

Then, his face twitched suddenly, as if he had been struck by the bad news.

Seeing this, Charles didn't press again, just waited quietly.

"Hey, I'll say it all now, but there's really nothing more to say." After being silent for a long time, the old marquis finally sighed again, "I have already told you about the general situation, there is nothing more to say, that bastard accidentally killed his wife, it was indeed a mistake and not intentional, and Alice has been struggling violently and giving birth prematurely, so people have not even saved the child...... Hey......"

"And after that?" Charles's heart tightened.

After that, the bastard came over with a child and said that he would simply let her take the place of Alice's daughter. I was against it at first, but then I saw that he insisted, so I agreed......" The old man reached out and covered his head.

"Is that Fran? That...... What is Fran's origin? ”

"That's Fran...... But he didn't tell me anything else, and he didn't mention it when I asked. I think it's a girl, it won't affect you, and I really always wanted a granddaughter, so I agreed. As if remembering the events of the past, the old man sighed again, "No matter before and after marriage, he has been having affairs with many women, maybe it is whose illegitimate daughter he is with...... Maybe he was really raised from someone else's house, anyway, he has been doing some strange things in his life, who knows about him! ”

As the old man narrated, Charles's mood also plummeted.

"But you never told me about these things, if you had told them earlier. How could I do something stupid? Finally, he lowered his head and sighed, "I don't care. Anyway, I'd treat her as a sister, but now...... What a blow she must have taken now?! She's been in such a bad mood lately, and she has to ...... And to be hit like this......"

"Charles, I know you have anger in your heart, but ...... But please be considerate of grandpa. The old marquis shook his head dejectedly, "I thought of this kind of thing. There's nothing to mention now, Fran is already my granddaughter, and she's so cute. How can I give up...... Are you willing to sue her for these things? Also, I'm scared of ...... I'm afraid that your brothers and sisters will have a conflict. ”

Feeling his grandfather's eyes, Charles was speechless for a while. There was a hint of pleading in this explanation, something Charles had never encountered before.

Perhaps he had some misgivings about Fran at first. But in the years of getting along. The old man had already put aside all his other concerns, and wholeheartedly regarded Fran as his granddaughter, and it was precisely because of this that he was worried that Charles would have other thoughts and would make his granddaughter suffer, so he would hide it from him.

"But you underestimate me, how can I be bad for her? Right now. Even if I don't have blood, I will never leave her. You don't have to worry. Charles smiled bitterly, then squeezed his grandfather's dry hand again, "Alright, well, forget it, there is no point in saying these things now, let's turn away from these unpleasant things...... It's important for us to solve Agnes' problems right now, isn't it? ”

"You're right, Charles, let's not talk about this again." The grandfather and grandson quickly reached a tacit understanding and escaped from this slightly frightening topic.

The situation is indeed urgent—Agnes has a bomb that will keep them from finishing their eggs, or at least disgrace, and they must find a way to get it out of sight sooner rather than later.

"Agnes, that little girl, I haven't seen it a few times, but I can tell that she's not a stupid girl." The Marquis of Treville groaned slightly, "Since she dares to run over alone, then there must be something to rely on, and she will never say that as long as we subdue her, it will be fine." ”

She's not a little girl anymore, is she...... Charles smiled bitterly in his heart, but there was nothing to dispute about this kind of question.

"yes, that's what I thought, too." Charles nodded.

"Then, she must have hidden the evidence in a safe place, one that at least doesn't have to worry about being forcibly solved by us."

"And the people of this place will dare and have the ability to risk offending us by shaking off all these things and exposing them to broad daylight." Charles picked up.

Then, the grandfather and grandson glanced at each other, as if they wanted to go together.

"The Nordlion family?" Both of them spoke at the same time.

"That's right, that's how it should be." The old marquis immediately nodded and said what he thought of, "Before, it should have been the Nordlien family who collected those evidences, and then Agnes would learn about this qiē, and then ...... She'd run out of the country to hunt down that bastard. ”

"It must be so!" Charles clenched his hand.

Then we have to find a way to solve it.

Aside from his mother, he had very little contact with his mother's family for many years. It was only because of some news circulating in the social arena that I learned that my grandfather had died, and now it was my uncle who inherited his title of duke-although he had forgotten his name, it was still very simple to find out, just flip through the almanacs of the nobles.

And since they haven't said it for more than ten years, it is possible that they will not say it after that - as long as they find a way to negotiate.

Suddenly, he remembered another rumor he had heard about his grandfather's family - since the revolution, the House of Lords of the July Dynasty had been abolished, and their seats in the council had disappeared, and the family's status had plummeted.

If that's the case, it's not like there's no room for negotiation......

"I'll visit them later." After making up his mind, he whispered.

Then, a warm smile appeared on his face.

"But...... Before I do that, I'd better go see Agnes, she's already hungry, right? I'll bring her something to eat. (To be continued!)

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