Enya was bought from the slave market. She was both his personal maid and his lifelong bodyguard.
In the original story, after Ansu was sacrificed by the secret cultists, it was Enya who found the hiding place of the cultists, slaughtered all the cultists, chopped them into pieces, and then the maid chose to commit suicide.
Ansu was not discriminated against by his family, nor was he ever looked down upon by the servants.
I didn't have any tragic experiences since childhood, let alone a miserable and sad childhood.
Nor do they live in abandoned gray towers.
Not even grounded.
All this was performed for the little saint.
It's just like a talent show where the contestants act out how miserable they are.
He is just an ordinary second-generation rich man.
But the rich second generation also has their own troubles.
After his mother died in childbirth, his father, Count Carlo, was a love-struck man and had no intention of remarrying, so his surviving son became the only heir to the Morning Star Family.
The reason why Count Carlo did not allow him to study magic was simple:
If you study all the time, who will inherit my huge family business
Your dark talent makes you suitable for managing a vault!
The Morning Star Family is a newly rising family. Count Carlo used to be a private soldier. He fought well and was awarded a fiefdom for his military merits. He also excavated the largest gold mine on the border from the fiefdom, and suddenly became a newly rich man.
The territories he bought became larger and larger, and the titles he bought became higher and higher.
However, his temperament has not kept up with his title, so his way of educating his children is particularly straightforward.
If reality allows, Ansu also wants to be a simple and unpretentious rich second generation, but the plot forces him to work hard.
Ten years later, the special copy "Falling from the Abyss" was opened, and the abyss outside the border fell down and invaded reality.
The first border family to be completely wiped out was the Morning Star Family.
In order to protect his family's gold mine, he must become a hard-working rich second-generation.
"Owner."
Enya looked at Ansu and said,
"The master of the family is back. He hopes you can explain why you contradicted him and ran away from home a week ago."
"Dad is going to settle the score with me?" An Su felt a headache.
"No, on the contrary, he was very satisfied."
Enya coughed lightly and repeated Count Carlo's words in a cold tone, vividly describing the situation.
"He said, 'This kid finally has the backbone I had back then! He's so filial at such a young age, how can he be a noble kid at all!'"
This old man's imagination of noble children is a bit biased.
An Su sighed helplessly, he put down the book, "Take me there."
Walk through the corridor and go out along the alley lined with windmill chrysanthemums, you can see a European-style villa. Enter the villa and go up to the third floor, you will reach Count Carlo's living room.
This is a luxuriously decorated living room.
The light blue curtains let in the afternoon sunlight, and the mahogany furniture emits a faint fragrance when exposed to the sun.
Count Carlo sat in the back of his study, his face serious and his eyes as sharp as an eagle.
"You said you want to join the Glorious Church?"
Count Carlo's face did not look good. He said to Ansu sarcastically,
"Just you?"
Count Carlo was originally very happy, thinking that his son had finally made something of himself, running away from home at such a young age. He was really strong-willed. But he didn't expect Ansu to be too strong-willed and rebellious enough to join the Holy See.
Carlo, who ran away from home, expressed support and understanding, while Carlo, who became a monk, was furious.
I let you leave home, but I don’t mean you should become a monk!
"Are you familiar with the rules of the Glorious Church?"
Count Carlo calmed down his anger a little, and said to Ansu,
"Once you become a saint, all worldly matters will have nothing to do with you." "I understand." An Su nodded calmly.
"Father, I am also determined to dedicate my life to the Holy Light, and I have also obtained a place in the test."
Count Carlo's face darkened instantly.
It must have been the fault of the nun who just visited.
I really made the wrong friends.
Such a good and well-behaved young man in his family was actually led astray by these bad friends and was going to dedicate his whole life to that damn holy light!
How could Count Carlo not understand the situation of his boy
His talent in light is almost zero. To put it bluntly, he is an idiot in terms of holy light.
This nun persuaded him to join the Vatican and he had to take the admission test. He failed the test again and again. His best years of youth were wasted on taking test papers. Isn't this a waste of time
The children of the viscount next door can already flirt with decent women, but his own children are stuck doing homework every day. When will Count Carlo ever be able to hold his grandson
"Ansu, we all understand your situation,"
He decided to have a serious talk with his son.
"Your talent is not in the area of Holy Light. We have no shortage of magicians in our family. I know you have resentment in your heart, but it's not that Dad doesn't support your dream, but we have to face reality."
"In fact, managing a gold mine is not such a bad thing."
Carlo said in a negotiating tone,
"If you really don't want to, you can also manage the silver mine."
"Do you know how difficult the entrance test to the Glorious Church is?"
Seeing that Ansu was still unmoved, Count Carlo glanced at Enya who was standing beside him, "Enya, you tell me, do you think your master can pass the test? Based on your master's level?"
"No." She said without hesitation, hitting the nail on the head, "The master is a waste."
Later, Enya thought for a moment and added:
"But I can go and assassinate the other candidates, and then I can pass."
An Su observed the maid's expression. There was no ripple in her amber eyes, as calm as the water in an autumn lake. The words about killing all the other candidates did not seem to be a joke.
How come you are more extreme than me
Ansu felt a headache again.
It seems that everyone in this family looks down on me.
Everyone thought Ansu couldn't go ashore.
Indeed, based on the original owner's talent, it was simply a fantasy to pass the Vatican's admission test.
The Vatican's initiation ceremony is divided into two processes.
The first is the cultural subject examination.
The original owner had been uneducated since childhood and could not pass the academic subjects.
The second is the qualification test.
That is to test magical aptitude.
With the original owner's innate body of a rich second-generation saint, he couldn't even get a passing score in this level.
These two preliminary exams are over, and there is a final test.
Actual combat.
Ansu has been a smart person since he was young. He knows how to read people's expressions and understands that the reason Carlo stopped him was because he was worried that he would waste his youth on meaningless things.
I’m afraid that studying will waste my best years as a rich second-generation.
Once you know the cause, it will be easier to prescribe the right remedy.
"Father."
Ansu looked directly into the earl's eyes and said seriously, "I will only take the exam once. If I fail, I will never take it again. I will give up my dream and go home to inherit the gold mine!"
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(End of this chapter)