Troubled and troubled, entangled in everything, busy.

Running for the name, wandering for the sake of profit, hurting.

Until the day before the expedition, while packing up, his screed officer Todd asked Carlos about the broken [Bonigetto. What should be done with the Phantom Dancer, Carlos remembered that he had defaulted on a promise that had not been fulfilled.

No matter how fierce the emotions are, they can't resist the flushing of time, and the emotions that were as thick as bitter wine at the beginning have become indifferent in the face of one after another troubles, important things, and stacks of troubles.

It wasn't until he stroked the saber that had been with him for many years that Carlos remembered that he still owed Aslan an explanation.

Originally, it was just a reminder to the participants who lived through that battle to send warmth to the surviving of his old comrades, but Carlos found that he had underestimated his own influence and the appeal of chivalry and heroism.

On the eve of the expedition, those who should have been prepared had already been prepared, and those who were not prepared were not well prepared even if the army set off, and more than four hundred idle noble knights followed Carlos to Aslan's widow's residence.

In a small estate outside of Alteran, although the young paladin did not give his sweetheart a grand wedding, he devoted all his money to decorating a nest of love for his small family.

The four-and-a-half-year-old girl was beating a linen-bound scarecrow with a small wooden sword, and the crowd frightened the little girl, and she ran into the house shouting "Mommy, Mommy", and a young woman with long pink hair took the little girl's hand and walked out.

Damn, Aslan's animal doesn't deserve sympathy, this girl is not yet sixteen years old, and her daughters are so old!

Although he was distracted for a moment, Carlos quickly gathered back his divergent thoughts.

"I've seen Your Majesty, Gui'an."

Pink-haired teen ...... The young woman was dressed modestly. The etiquette is very standardized, and you can see at a glance the aristocratic style of the extraordinary family.

"Lux. Klein? ”

Carlos' left cheek twitched slightly unnaturally.

"Your Majesty, you shouldn't have come, His Excellency the Grand Duke has reduced our family's taxes for five years, and the pension has also been issued, what do you think about other soldiers who sacrificed for the country. Aslan has always wanted to be an honest knight without blemish, and now that he is gone, maintaining his posthumous name is the only thing I can do, so please go back, Your Majesty. ”

Before he got into the main topic, he was pushed by the girl in front of him, but Carlos was said to have no temper.

"I'm going to give you a favor, you can't refuse."

Not knowing how to deal with it for a while, Carlos uttered the classic quote of the godfather.

"Aslan is a noble man. An upright man, detached from the lower tastes, a man who sacrifices for chivalry and righteousness, and whose only selfish motive is to earn you the name of a countess. Although I can't give Aslan a county, I will give you the status of a countess, which is Aslan's wish. ”

Despite her toughness, Lux couldn't help but burst into tears.

He eloped with Aslan, but he was not blessed by the family. He is still only a half-old child, but he has to raise his daughter to grow up. It must be false to say that there is no bitterness in the heart. Being able to get the king's promise and blessing is naturally excellent for his own children, and it is naturally excellent for his own situation, and the girl who has been pretending to be strong finally couldn't help crying.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, thank you."

"Mom, why are you crying?"

The little girl couldn't understand what was going on, and she looked puzzled.

"Because I'm happy. What is your name? ”

Carlos crouched down. He asked with a look that he thought was kind.

"My name is Raven, Raven. Sara. Uncle, your face is too big to block my sun. ”

The little girl was not afraid of life, and said in a crisp voice.

This Nima bear child.

Time. Carlos felt that the tragic atmosphere was ruined by Mowgli's fairy tales.

After a moment's hesitation, Carlos took the package from the squire's hand, opened it and spread it on the ground.

"Uncle Big Face, what is this?"

The little girl asked, biting her fingers.

"Your Majesty, don't be angry with children, dead girl, call Your Majesty!"

Lux was also made lose her temper by her own daughter, and laughed a little awkwardly.

"This is your father's widow...... Gift. A gift left for you, a sword destined to be remembered for your father's feats...... fragments. ”

When Carlos said this, he thought of the man who left his back to him without hesitation, remembered the hurt of being forgotten, felt panicked in his heart, and spoke intermittently.

"Why did my father leave me a pile of fragments, and why didn't my father give it to me himself, and my father to others?"

When Lux heard her daughter's question, she couldn't help but start crying again, but Carlos was distracted again.

Where did a four-year-old girl come from such a clear logic, wouldn't you wear it too?

But in the face of that clear gaze, Carlos finally left only a sigh.

Rubbing his large hand over Raven's head twice, successfully messing up the little girl's pigtails, Carlos stood up.

"The day the broken sword is reforged, and the knight returns."

Leaving behind a white lie and the blessing of the Light, as well as his own purse, the king of Alterac departed after a wish.

With the king's example taking the lead, all the knightly paladins left their blessings and purses.

At this time, the paladins did not fully understand the sanctification effect of the holy light, nor did they understand that although the longsword itself was of epic quality, it was shattered, but as a holy relic, it had been sanctified under the blessing and admiration of an astonishing number of blessings.

When all the mourners had left, Lux busily packed her purse and sorted out the numbers, leaving her young daughter in the courtyard.

Although she didn't understand what that sentence meant, the little girl felt that it must be a good thing for so many people to say the same thing to herself.

Holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, he found that the broken sword, which looked heavy, was far lighter than he had imagined.

"The day the broken sword is reforged, when Dad returns!"

The child's playfulness was very heavy, and after shouting the slogan like a handsome man, the fragments shining with rune brilliance actually returned to their places and were newly integrated into a complete great sword.

"Huh? Wow! Cruel!!! ”

Although it only lasted for a moment, the greatsword shattered again, but the young Raven became interested in the hero named Father.

On the way back to the city, Carlos's thoughts were ethereal and distant.

But slowly, names popped out of the corners of my thoughts, becoming clearer and clearer.

Aslan. Prayers.

Lux. Klein.

Raven. Sara?

Why did Aslan's daughter get the last name Sara?

Forget it, it's not a big deal for Azeroth to change his surname anyway, this will not be pursued for the time being, Raven. Sarah, Raven SALA?

Carlos always felt that he had heard this name somewhere, and that this little girl would become a great character in the future! (To be continued......)

PS: The big eyes are so cute, don't hack him.

Well, the author is also quite cute, and he also shows that I am good at blacking.

Here's the thing, on the one hand, I was busy with serious work in the past two days, and on the other hand, my grandmother was discharged from the hospital and my grandfather was hospitalized again. No matter which side, I am the eldest grandson, and running to the hospital is indispensable.

Things pile up, break more what is irretrievable in non-human beings.

But the audience is so supportive, how can the author not have it below, right?

Slowly, slowly, at the beginning of the month (licking his face), the old accounts are over, and the new accounts are easy to say, easy to say.