Cervantes' mother left after a fight with the Duke of Sorrow, not even attending the funeral five days later.

This is not where she should be, as a legendary black dragon, she has enough black cauldron on her back, even if it is a little more, it doesn't matter.

Although many people don't know that Cervantes is her son, but they are also black dragons, if someone wants to do something small, their identity as a five-colored dragon is enough, even if Cervantes is the eldest son of the Duke of Sad Wind, those people have many ways to make him lose his inheritance.

Cervantes's only spell-like ability is 'Changing Humanoid', the humanoid Cervantes inherited his father's handsomeness, in addition to a pair of bright yellow vertical pupils, short black hair, straight nose, slender eyebrows, and those deep eyes, if you didn't know his personality in advance, you would definitely think that this is an elegant nobleman.

The hideous horns on his forehead seem terrible to the people of this world, but in Serena's eyes, these horns give Cervantes a lot of points, because even if he is a wild 'man' like a beast, the image just fits, isn't it very good!

Cervantes stood in the middle of the crowd, out of place.

Race and kinship separated them, the black dragon and the maid on one side, and the people of the Sad Wind on the other, as if there was a trench in between, and no one had crossed the invisible line.

Edith looked over with apologies in her eyes, although these uncles and uncles of hers were on her side, but the true successor of the Sad Wind Leader was Cervantes, although he looked a little stupid, but he was still very sensible, I hope he doesn't hold a grudge.

What did she see? indifference? No, it would have been more appropriate to say 'contempt'.

The pair of master and servant, Cervantes still had contempt in her eyes, and the maid was indifferent, except for a few fluctuations in her eyes when she looked at her father's tombstone, but nothing else.

"It's boring!"

The last thing Edith wanted happened, and Cervantes angered everyone present with his wild words, and some of the grumpy vassals were already furious, and opened their mouths to curse:

"Boy, what are you talking about, don't think that if you are the future Duke, we will not dare to beat you!"

"Should you say that you deserve to be an evil five-colored dragon?

"You are not worthy to be the Duke of Sorrow, the title should be inherited by Miss Edith!"

Edith and Duchess Molly panicked and didn't know what to do with the situation for a while.

The black dragon and the maid watched these people's performances coldly, as if they were watching a group of poor actors who felt good about themselves - when they were complacent, they didn't know what kind of eyes and mentality the people in the audience were using to view their poor performances.

Both the master and the servant can imagine that as long as they marry or become rich, they can easily get the control of the Sad Wind family from 'Miss Edith'.

Because the Duchess is the 'warm harbor' of the Duke, and other than that, she is just a royal nobleman who has mastered the arts, or rather, a 'vase'!

And Miss Edith is only thirteen years old, she has not had time to learn many things, and she is at an age where she likes to fantasize very much, and the grace and ...... inherited from her mother are vividly reflected in Edith, is it not easy to control this family with only orphans and widows?

What was originally at their fingertips, but they could only watch it being taken away by a person who joined halfway, how could they be willing!

Cervantes had no attitude or opinion on the fake cries and false comforts of these people, and was just bored, but now he suddenly felt sick.

The black dragon never hid his attitude, he looked at the group of people who were shouting with disgust, and said, "Tsk, it's disgusting!"

The knights belonging to the Duke of Sorrowful Wind are still silent, but the nobles belonging to the Grim Wind Collar are blowing up at a moment:

"We will never admit that you lizard has the inheritance of the Sadwind Lord!"

"Lady Molly, I'm sure you've seen it too, it's not that we, the Stugess, are not moral, but that the future Duke has insulted a noble nobleman, and we can't accept such an insult, so the Stugesses family will take their leave for the time being. ”

"How can Lord Duke have a son like you, ha, it must be because your mother's beastly blood has polluted the bloodline of the Sorrowful Wind family. Miss Edith, who has noble royal blood, is different, she is much smarter than you!"

deliberately provoked the conflict between Edith and Cervantes, if Cervantes was really a grumpy red dragon, he might have really been angry and believed it, but when Edith looked at him in embarrassment, Cervantes was still calm as usual.

The knight of Tosolo did not make it back in time, and no one would speak for Cervantes, except for himself and his maid.

"Ladies and gentlemen, can you please keep your mouths shut? ”

Edith's surprised gaze turned to the maid, she couldn't imagine that 'Sister Serena' could be such an impulsive person, this matter was indeed done by Brother Cervantes, if it weren't for the fact that he was a cold-hearted dragon, she might have been angry.

Serena's words were abrupt, but they were also effective, and the 'nobles' who valued their aristocratic status closed their mouths, straightened their collars, and kept their mouths silent like 'knights', as if nothing had happened just now.

"Who are you?" asked one of the knights, with a look of disbelief in his eyes.

Cervantes on the side said proudly: "My maid, my secretary, and, my mage advisor. ”

The former mage advisor who was lying on the gun inexplicably pouted, he didn't know which side he was on, but he was still affected, which made him very unhappy, but Cervantes was the duke's heir, and he was just a mage advisor.

The maid stepped forward, made a graceful curtsy, and smiled, "As I said to my master, what my master said earlier was not out of malice, but he felt that you were a little noisy, and it might disturb the Duke's sleep. The master is just a little not very frank, please don't take the master's casual words to heart. ”

Her face was solemn, and then she said: "Lord Duke has thousands of glory in one, as a warrior, as a sword saint, he still followed his heart in the end, please don't cry, Lord Duke, he has never regretted that he had such a battle before he died, and he also mentioned to his master before he died how hearty that battle was." Please don't pay too much attention to the master's unintentional words, he is just to defend the Duke, but he is not very good at speaking, and please don't take this matter to heart. ”

After hearing the maid's explanation, and seeing Cervantes who turned his face aside with a disgruntled face, the nobles could not continue to say anything.

In this country of mages, who claim to be the 'rightful heir to the Arcane Empire', few people other than mages have become nobles, except for the Duke of Grief, and 'nobles are mages' is a well-known truth in this country.

Knights and warriors can only get the title of baron, and they need to work hard from generation to generation, unlike mage nobles, they can understand that the duke died for glory, and even with honor.

At this moment, the knight and the nobleman were clearly distinguished, there was a strange look in their eyes, and the sudden surging battle intent in their hearts made them want to immediately raise their swords and go to the front line to fight, even if it was less than seven days before the end of the last battle.

Neatly raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and struck his left chest, making a muffled sound like a heartbeat.

Unable to shout and vent their emotions at the Duke's grave, the knights blushed, and after asking Lady Molly, the knights left with neat steps.

Although they didn't say anything provocatively or show any eyes, their disdain for the mage nobility was vividly expressed in 'ignorance'.

The mage nobles who felt good about themselves did not look good, but under the gaze of Miss Maid and Miss Edith, they did not have a seizure, but slightly expressed their sadness over the death of the Duke and the regret that the Sad Wind Leader had lost a good lord, and then the nobles left in groups of three or five, scattered and scattered.

With a strange sparkle in her eyes, Edith looked at Serena with a smile on her face, and she suddenly understood who she had to learn from.