On the northern outskirts of the imperial capital, in front of a ruined castle. The fastest update, the carriage with the O'Bright family's sword and rose badge slowly stopped in front of the gate of the castle off the beaten track.

After the coachman had stopped the carriage, he jumped out of the carriage and knocked lightly twice on the door.

"Cartel, are we here?" said the old Duchess Bryden O'Brid's old voice from inside the carriage.

"Yes, sir!" said the coachman, before the carriage door opened, and the young lord Bardo O'Bright jumped out of the carriage in a heroic manner.

Behind him, the old Duke Brydon saw Bado's frivolous behavior, his face darkened, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be a little deeper.

The coachman moved, as if he wanted to reach out to help the old duke, but the old duke shook his head almost imperceptibly, and the coachman stopped his movements helplessly, and stood beside the carriage with your hands down.

Bardo did a few chest expansion exercises, and after carefully examining the rusty gate of the castle a few times, he turned back to glare at the coachman cartel and said, "What are you still doing in a daze? ”

Only then did the cartel reach out and lift the trembling old duke out of the carriage.

"Father, you are indeed old. Bardo stood next to him and looked coldly at the old duke, who was already tired and out of breath in the next carriage, and a subtle indifference flashed in his eyes.

"You are all so old, how can I not be old?" said the old duke, straightening his stiff back and looking at the ruined castle in front of him.

"I, not us. Bardo emphasized in a cold tone.

"Raphael and Stowe have been missing for so long, why can't you let them go?" the old duke sighed after a slight pause as he moved the realization from the castle to his second son's face.

"If they hadn't disappeared, how could the position of the head of the house fall on my head?I'm afraid I'm still hungry in that dark yard now!" Bardo sneered.

"Why is that, although I didn't like you at first, I never treated you badly, right?" the old duke didn't seem to expect such a great resentment in Bado's heart.

"Now you're finally willing to admit it?" said Bardo bitterly, "you used to have Raphael, who made you proud, and Stowe, whom you loved, and when the two of you were happy at your knees, did you remember that you had a second son? The O'Bright family in the storm still needs me to support the façade in the end!"

After listening to Bardo's words, the old duke's body trembled uncontrollably, as if he had been greatly frightened, and the cartel next to him really couldn't stand it, and couldn't help but remind him loudly: "Second young master, no, the head of the family, Your Majesty's original will was to take away all the official positions of all members of the family, and never hire them again, it was the lord who invited himself to Windsor Castle to be a gatekeeper, so that His Majesty could open up and let you become the head of the family as a lord......"

"Shut up, where do you have to talk here?" Bardo yelled angrily, slamming the thick scepter in his hand into the shoulder of the cartel, who didn't dare to dodge.

Seeing Bado behaving like this, a trace of remorse and helplessness flashed in the old duke's eyes, he knew that the last glory of the O'Red family needed Bado to maintain, maybe he shouldn't have neglected him because he didn't like it in the first place, so that he didn't have half of the dignity and demeanor that a nobleman should have.

Quarreling with a coachman here, if it gets out, the O'Bright family's already little face will be lost.

"Ahem. The old duke coughed unnaturally, sobering up the enraged Bardo a little, and just in time to restrain the scepter that was about to hit the cartel.

The old duke's eyes narrowed slightly, Bardo's scepter was made of strong walnut, and if it was just hit on the cartel's shoulder, one of his arms would be useless.

"Be careful next time, remember who is the real head of the house!" Bardo said a harsh word, turning and walking towards the decaying castle gates.

"Old man......" After Bardo's figure faded away, Cartel looked up at the old duke.

The old duke waved his hand lightly, and walked towards the castle gate tremblingly, and when he passed by the cartel, he asked softly, "What do you think?"

"The head of the family, he really practiced martial arts. The cartel whispered back as he hugged the old duke. Able to send and receive a heavy cane at will, Bado is at least a fifth-level warrior.

"I knew he wasn't going to be silent, but I didn't know who taught him the martial arts. The old duke looked at Bardo's back and sighed softly.

"It shouldn't be from the house. The cartel hesitated for a moment and added, "Looking at the posture of the head of the family, it should be the sword skills that are being cultivated." ”

"Sword skills?" the old duke's pace paused slightly, "After the Great War of Ten Thousand Clans, there are not many masters of swords on the mainland. And ......"

"And most of them are of different races. The cartel added in a low voice.

"Hehe, I can't imagine that there are far more secrets on Bado than we imagined. The old duke chuckled.

"I'll keep an eye on it. Cartel assured.

"As long as it doesn't affect the O'Bright family, let him go. The old duke sighed, after losing the first and second heirs at the same time, the withered O'Bright family really couldn't withstand further internal friction. For Bardo, whom he did not admire, the old duke only hoped that this "head of the house" who lacked discipline would not do anything irreparable and be satisfied.

"Yes. After the cartel finished speaking, he quietly let go of his supporting arm, and silently retreated a few steps behind the old duke, they were already close to the castle gate, and if they continued to whisper, it would inevitably not be heard by Bardo.

"Ah, Windsor Castle, what a glorious name it used to be!" said Bardo, standing in front of the castle, in a strange sigh.

"It's a pity that the glory is long gone. The old duke slumped over to Bardo's side.

"It's a pity that you're probably going to end up here. Bardo couldn't help but tease, and after saying that, he pointed to a low, dilapidated hut next to the gate, "If I'm not mistaken, that's your residence, right?"

"That's right, there!" the old duke glanced lightly over the side, confirming Bardo's guess.

"Why are you not at all disappointed? If you will bow your head and beg me, I can intercede with Your Majesty. You know that Your Majesty and I hit it off at first sight, and made an exception to make me a lord!" Seeing that the old duke was always as plain as water, Bado finally couldn't help but say.

"No need. I'm content that you can send me here yourself. After all, I know how I treated you in the first place. The old duke coldly refused, "In the days to come, I will stay here in peace, praying for your two missing brothers, hoping that they will return safely." ”

Hearing the old duke mention his two brothers, Bado's face changed: "Do you still hope for them?

After saying that, Bardo turned around sharply, walked back to the carriage, and after taking two steps, turned his head and shouted to the hesitant cartel, "What are you doing in a daze? We must get back to the city before dark!"

Cartel grinned, gently placed a burden under his armpit at the old duke's feet, and after giving a deep salute, turned and hurried after Bardo.

The old duke watched Bado scolding and boarding the carriage and leaving, with an unpredictable smile on his lips......