She Is Not a Witch

Chapter 76: The breeze blows

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Ceres stood in the middle of several guards. Even though he was pointed at by the sword, his expression did not change much, as if he was used to seeing life and death, his black eyes under his gray and white temples still looked directly at Roland Hill.

"Cerez, do you have anything to say?" The head maid, Chelsea, came in again from the door, looked at the colleague who had worked together for nearly 10 years, and asked.

"I have nothing to say, and the explanation is just a cover up. Besides, I do have something wrong with Lord Angus."

"Your contribution to the Karites Chamber of Commerce is no less than mine. Over the years, you can say that you have done your best to help the Chamber of Commerce through many difficult times. If there is something difficult to say, after explaining it to Miss Lacey, you may not be able to forgive and forgive you. fault."

Chelsea stood by and persuaded that although Serres was at fault, his achievements cannot be denied. As long as it is not a principled fault, it may not be unforgivable.

Ceres remained silent, still unmoved.

Roland Hill looked at Serres, who was as cold as iron and rock, and sighed silently in his heart. Madam owes much to Angus in this matter, and other aspects are really impeccable.

She raised her sleeves, let the guards back, and then asked Chelsea to bring tea.

There are only three people left in the peaceful room. In the courtyard outside the window, people can be seen walking by. Some of them are chambers of commerce calculators, some are maids who do chores, and occasionally there are one or two children running. In the season of autumn, everyone's mood Much happier than ever.

The sunlight slanted into the room, and it was not strong. Roland Hill sat upright under the light and shadow, and the light red dress was shining brightly.

"Can Uncle Ceres tell me the specific origin of that child?"

"Whether he is Angus' blood or not, I will keep my promise and protect him until he reaches adulthood, and I will not harm him in the future."

Serres looked at Roland Hill's clear and transparent pupils, and was silent for a while before slowly opening his mouth.

"That child is indeed not born by Lord Angus."

"Not even Mrs. Mera's child."

"He was born to one of my comrades-in-arms and a young lady from the Helis family. Because of the huge gap in their identities, the two of them couldn't be together. In depression, he suffered a traumatic injury in his early years and died young."

"At that time, the Helis family was fighting fiercely with our Carrites over the spice trade. I was also entrusted by Angus to investigate Mrs. Mera. If Angus dies in an accident and the identity of this child is revealed, he will gain the right of inheritance, thereby splitting the Chamber of Commerce.”

"Mrs. Mera is simple and kind, but she is timid. Once she is severely questioned, it is impossible for her to withstand the pressure. So the Hellis family approached me and promised to treat the child and his mother well, as long as I turned a blind eye. One eye, don't expose this matter. In this way, the children of comrades-in-arms can also be saved."

"I didn't agree to them right away, but after a period of time, the Helis family and Karites reconciled, the two sides exchanged interests, and the child became less important. If it is exposed again, it will break the reconciliation that was finally reached. At the same time, the descendants of comrades-in-arms may not necessarily survive.”

"So I tacitly kept silent with the Helis family, and we just treated it as if it had never happened and stopped contacting us."

"It wasn't until yesterday that the guards of the Helis family assassinated the eldest lady. Because our chamber of commerce is currently very powerful, they were eager to know how Miss Lacey thought of the Helis family, so they contacted me again."

"That's the way it is. I am willing to accept any punishment. I just hope that Miss Lacey will not anger that child."

Although Roland Hill obtained a lot of information by scanning the information in the whole city, she knew that Serres and the Helis family had an intersection, and there were some fragments of the truth, but after all, it was the past more than 10 years ago, and she also Some places are not clear.

It was only now that everything was bright and cheerful. Roland Hill lowered his head and stirred the teacup, feeling a little pity for Angus in his heart. He never expected that he would have no descendants.

"I see, I promise you. I won't pursue that child, after all, he is innocent."

"But also because of your soft heart, you deceived Angus, and he neglected to marry another wife. Now the Karites family is dead."

When the girl said this, Ceres finally lowered his head in guilt and stopped raising it.

"After a while, you will claim to be old and old, quit your job as a housekeeper and go to retirement somewhere in the Southern Islands."

"Fairy Wood"

"Follow the punishment of the eldest lady, and I will take care of everything." Ceres' voice seemed to be much older.

"And I'm going to visit the Hellis family tonight, so you can be a coachman again."

"Yes, Miss Lacey." Ceres responded decisively.

Looking at the back of Serres leaving the study, Roland Hill put down the teacup, and then slowly walked to the window sill, looking at the prosperous appearance of people coming and going in the courtyard of the Chamber of Commerce.

It is impossible for her to stay here forever. Until then, who will lead Karites

I slowly diffused my thoughts, watching the colorful leaves swaying in the sea breeze, and the dazzling leaves were like scales in the sun, refracting the sun.

The girl stretched out her fingers and felt the touch of the wind passing between them. Occasionally, the wind ruffled her hair and floated it in the wind.

Roland Hill, Roland Hill, don't think too much of yourself. Could it be that without you, others will not be able to live, whether in the chamber of commerce or in life, they will spontaneously seek their own sunshine, they will have their own ideas and choices, and they will also walk out of their own lives.

She leaned against the window sill and hummed a tune in memory softly, and tapped her fingers on the window sill with the beat.

[That little bird, can't spread its wings yet soar]

[But one day it will ride the wind]

...

[Children, walking on the railroad tracks in summer]

[Blowing breeze caresses bare feet]

[The little bits and pieces of childhood]

[goes away]

[Dream to be fulfilled]

[in my own hands]

[We keep chasing]

[Flight season clouds that dissipate]

[From the time I climbed the hillside]

[it's always been]

[unchanged]

[As we have always been steadfast]

[must be able to protect]

[That strong like a sea god]