Have you arrived yet
Charlotte's heart moved slightly.
"where?"
She suppressed her expectations and asked.
"Backyard, everyone is waiting for you in the backyard."
Madam Mina said respectfully.
Charlotte stood up immediately:
"Take me there."
Under the guidance of Mrs. Mina, Charlotte came to the backyard of the two-story building.
But when she walked out of the door, she was slightly startled.
The backyard of the small building is very large. Although it is called a backyard, it is actually more like a small square that can accommodate two to three hundred people. It is usually used for on-site hiring transactions between masters and servants.
At this moment, the yard was already full of people.
The elderly people stood quietly, supporting each other.
Some of them lost a leg, some lost an arm, some were on crutches, some were disfigured…
Their clothes were different, but they were all washed pale and most of them were patched. Some of them looked pale and their clothes were tattered, and they didn't look like they were living well.
Behind them stood young men and women, the youngest of whom was probably only twelve or thirteen years old, and the oldest no more than sixteen, totaling about fifty people.
Seeing Charlotte coming into the yard accompanied by Mina, everyone's eyes were focused on her.
The expressions of the old people soon became excited, while the young boys and girls were mostly curious.
Old Frank stood at the front of the crowd.
He was also leaning on a cane and had a serious expression on his face.
Seeing Charlotte, he took a step forward, put his right hand on his chest, straightened his back, and spoke in an old, trembling voice with a strong sense of pride and pride:
"Castel Battle Mage Regiment, No. 001, Frank de Thomas, reporting in!"
Then, the hunchbacked old man beside him took a step forward, his cloudy eyes sparkled with light, and his trembling voice was filled with excitement:
"Castel Battle Mage Regiment, No. 002, Cole Robert... reporting in!"
The third old man also stood up. He was an old tailor. He held high a faded eagle flag and said in a trembling voice:
"Castel Battle Mage Regiment, No. 005, Flag Bearer Madoc... Reporting!"
Soon, the fourth and fifth old men also took a step forward and stood in front of their companions:
"Castel Battle Mage Regiment... No. 008... reporting in!"
"Castel Battle Mage Regiment... No. 015... reporting in!"
"… "
The old people's voices were old and decayed, but they carried a will as firm as a rock.
That is a belief that has not been destroyed even after ten years of hardships.
After the old men of the Mage Corps reported their numbers, the old ladies standing beside them also stepped forward one after another, their voices trembling slightly, suppressing their strong emotions:
"Castel Maids... No. 002, Eponine... reporting in!"
"Castel Maids... No. 006, Div... reporting in!"
"Castel Maids... No. 009... reporting in!"
"Castel Maids..."
The old men counted one by one, their backs straight.
When they read the word Castel, their voices were so excited, so nostalgic, and so proud.
They placed their right hands on their chests and performed the Crescent Kingdom's most ancient and sacred ceremony of submission.
Apart from counting, they didn't say anything else, but thousands of words were already melted into their eyes looking at Charlotte, which were turbid, vicissitudes, but full of warmth and loyalty...
After the last old man finished counting, all the old men took a step back at the same time and pushed the young boys and girls behind them to the front of the stage.
Unlike the old men, they were wearing Castel uniforms that did not fit them well, were mostly faded, and many were patched.
However, although the uniform is old, it is kept neatly and clean without a single wrinkle, showing how much its owner cherishes it.
The boys and girls were at a loss, and many of them were obviously not prepared.
With the encouragement of their parents, they also began to count nervously:
"Number 1, meet... Apprentice Knight... Rand reporting in!"
"Number 2, apprentice maid... Jennifer reports in."
"Number 3, tailor apprentice... Laura reports..."
"Number 4, Apprentice Knight, Silvano reporting in!"
"Number 5… "
"… "
The boys and girls reported one after another.
Their professions vary, but they all revolve around the inheritance of noble retainers, and many of them are actually extraordinary beings who have not yet entered the rank!
Every one of them, even if they do not become followers of the nobles, can live a good life in the future.
But now, they are all standing here.
After the last teenager reported in, Ms. Mina also forcibly pulled her daughter Shirley over.
Although she seemed very reluctant, the beautiful maid still stood at the end of the line, and her cold voice showed no emotion:
"Number 55... Magic Apprentice and Apprentice Knight, Shirley... reporting in."
At this point, everyone has reported in.
Looking at the more than one hundred elderly people and more than fifty young boys and girls in front of her, Charlotte felt an emotion that was difficult to describe in words spreading in her heart.
Especially through the vicissitudes of life in the eyes of the elderly, I can see the loyalty and waiting buried deep in their hearts.
In ten years, a full ten years, these extraordinary people who were once loyal to the Castel family lost their power and were driven out of the family...
However, they never forgot where they came from and to whom they were loyal.
Even though they have lost their power, they are still silently training the next generation, waiting for Castel to call them again.
An ancient family that has been passed down for hundreds of years cannot be without foundation.
They are the lost heritage of Castel!
If Castel is the burning flame, then they are the firewood that lifts the flame, burning themselves generation after generation...
At this moment, Charlotte suddenly envied her deceased parents for being able to gain the loyalty of such a group of loyal and lovely followers.
She knew that she had found the person she was looking for.
The girl came in front of the crowd, took a deep breath, and whispered to the eyes that were cloudy, bright, old, or young:
"Everyone..."
"I am Charlotte de Castel."
"Lord of Castel, hereditary earl of Bold."
"I am deeply sorry for the illegal expulsion of you by the Castel family ten years ago..."
"Castel was wrong. Castel committed an unforgivable sin."
"You are the loyal guardians of the family, you should not be stigmatized..."
"Please allow me to apologize to you on behalf of Castel..."
After saying this, Charlotte pinched the hem of her skirt and bowed in front of everyone's bewildered gazes.
"Lady... Charlotte, you... you are..."
When old Frank saw the girl bowing to him, he was startled and quickly dodged.
Many elderly people wanted to stretch out their hands to stop her, but when they saw their own dirty and calloused hands, they trembled and retracted their hands. They could only move to the sides as much as possible to avoid the girl's salute.
After Charlotte bowed, she wanted to say something else.
But seeing the old people's pure, expectant, helpless, excited and joyful eyes, all I could say turned into a sigh:
"Everyone..."
"We go home."
After hearing what the girl said, the old people were stunned for a moment, and then everything in front of them became blurry.
Low sobs sounded among the crowd, which soon turned into whimpering cries and finally into bursts of crying.
They cried heart-wrenchingly and their voices became hoarse, as if they wanted to vent all the grievances and confusion of the past ten years.
Unconsciously, Charlotte felt her eyes getting wet.
At the same time, his proficiency in the art of majesty increased again in an instant, and he finally entered the realm of a master, only one step away from the final perfect realm.
The truly effective majesty comes from sincerity.
…
The old people accepted Castel's apology.
However, they ultimately declined Charlotte's invitation, and no one chose to return to the manor.
They have lost their power, they feel extremely inferior in their hearts, and they don't want to become the filth on the brightest star in their hearts.
Even in Charlotte's opinion, they were clearly the cutest group of people.
Although she felt regretful and helpless, Charlotte did not force it seeing how persistent the old people were.
However, when the girl left, the carriage that followed was filled with young boys and girls.
They are the descendants of the elders, and they will take over the baton from the elders and inherit their legacy...
They will be the beginning of the future of the Castel family.
A great family is never alone.
Loyal subjects, fanatical followers, faithful servants... they are all part of the family.
They are indispensable.
However, just as they were about to board the carriage, the maid Shirley suddenly turned around.
She looked at the girl standing in front of the carriage and said coldly:
"I cannot change the decision of my father and mother."
"But I won't approve of you."
"They left us behind when we were in the most difficult times."
"When you face difficulties, remember us."
"Such a hypocritical noble family is not worthy of loyalty..."
After saying that, she turned around silently and got on the carriage.
"Haha, Master, it seems that if you want to completely win their hearts, you still have a long way to go..."
"Do you need me to help you train and adjust it?"
Beside Charlotte, Sebastian smiled slightly.
Charlotte glanced at him and shook her head slightly:
"No, I can do it myself."
"I will let them know that I am a lord worthy of loyalty."
"Of course you are, Sebastian never doubted it."
Sebastian bowed gracefully, not missing any opportunity to flatter.
With the young boy and girl on board, the carriage slowly moved away, and under the gaze of the old people, it left Frank Employment Agency.
Just as the carriage was driving out of the block, the Castel family's carriage also arrived late.
From a distance, Charlotte heard Quasimodo's excited voice:
"Master! Master! Hoo... I finally found you! I finally found you..."
The carriage stopped, and the relieved old servant came to the side of the carriage. However, he soon discovered the young men in the carriages behind:
"Hmm? They are..."
"They are my new servants."
Charlotte said through the car window.
Glancing at the ill-fitting clothes on the young man and girl, Quasimodo suddenly understood and then showed relief:
"So... it's them..."
"you know?"
Charlotte's heart moved.
Quasimodo replied respectfully:
"My Lord, I have always known..."
"It's just that their parents have special identities... and every time they visit, they turn me away. I don't know how to welcome them back."
After saying this, Quasimodo looked at the girl, his face showing excitement and relief:
“But now it seems that it is no longer necessary.”
Charlotte was silent.
And in my heart, I let out a sigh.
How could I not have any complaints after being ignored and expelled for ten years
However, that slight complaint had disappeared after he knew that she had come to the outer city area in person.
However, Charlotte still had some doubts about Quasimodo's words:
"parents?"
“I see a lot of people who are very old, but their children are very young…”
Quasimodo didn't know how to answer this question.
Sebastian on the side sighed softly:
"Below the legendary level, the lifespan of a human transcendent is not much longer than that of an ordinary person. Whether it is pollution purification or loss of power, the lifespan of a former transcendent will be greatly reduced."
"They declined your offer not only because they were unwilling, but also because they didn't have many years left to live."
Charlotte was silent.
After a long time, she sighed:
"Go home, and then... find out where they are now. Send them a sum of money every month to help them improve their lives."
"For those who don't have work, we can arrange some easy work for them in the family shop."
"Merciful master, I will obey your orders."
Quasimodo bowed.
"Come on, let's go home."
Charlotte said.
After saying this, the girl lowered the curtains of the carriage.
However, as soon as she turned her head, she saw the black cat Nice trying to sneak onto the car.
A man and a cat, their eyes met.
Charlotte: …
Nice: …
"Ah hehehehe... Great Miss Charlotte, good morning!"
"Meow meow meow, why didn't you tell Nice when you were leaving? Nice was left behind and was really sad!"
The black cat widened its amber eyes and started to act cute.
Then, it saw Charlotte's expression gradually turn cold.
Suddenly, the girl smiled:
"Who asked you to get in the car?"
"Get down and follow the carriage."
Nice: