"What's the problem?"
Li Xini spread his hands and said, "After all, he is her enemy. Although she says she doesn't care, I often see her lying by the window, looking at other children being held by their parents' hands.
You know what? Norn’s mother loves her very much. For so many years, she said that she didn’t care, just because she didn’t want me to take risks. "
"Noren just didn't want to lose the last precious thing. She never let it go."
He said quietly, "Of course, you have to kill your enemies with your own hands to feel satisfied."
Novia fell silent: "Did my father and mother...really participate in that incident?"
Licinius hummed.
Novia's beautiful eyes suddenly shrank.
"I'm tired of playing, Novia."
Licinius said softly, "It's time to make them pay."
Novia didn't say anything, but just silently pinched the hem of her skirt.
"So, where do you stand?"
Licinius looked at her with a half-smile.
At this time, Irena also looked over, with a hint of deep meaning in her eyes.
Novia was silent for a long time, and then she said softly, "I don't want to interfere in your grievances, and I won't interfere. But I will only ensure your safety, that's all."
Licinius laughed in silence.
I wonder how my father would feel if he knew that his daughter had become like this.
Well, I suddenly realized that in his life, being a father seems to be quite miserable.
If Licinius' life was a book, the name of the book should be "The Avengers of My Father"!
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In the dim basement, candlelight flickers.
Norn's face, as indifferent as ice and snow, was chilling to the bone under the candlelight.
Countless metals trembled with anger.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me. Although I did this, it was Lord Abraham who ordered me to do it! At that time, we just wanted to snatch the feather of the goddess of light!"
The old Patriarch Benson knelt on the ground, covered in blood, and said tremblingly: "I didn't kill your mother, she died at the hands of the Valerius family! Your family's magic resources were also divided up by the Valerius family and the Candiel family. Our magic system is different, so it can't be used at all!"
"We in the Benson family don't lack that kind of money! So it really wasn't us!"
He remembered something, as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and said, "You can't kill me! The Ancestor Family has just applied for extradition asylum from the Kingdom of Loen, and Lord Cansius has come to the Benson Family to negotiate the extradition treaty. If you kill me, it will destroy the peace between the two countries! You will become a sinner for all eternity!"
Norn looked at him expressionlessly, clenched his palms silently, and said softly: "My mother?"
"Yes, we really didn't kill your mother!"
The old master of the Benson family was terrified and said in panic: "When I saw her, she desperately held you and escaped from the Frostian family's manor. She also told you to run fast, right
She died at the hands of Archduke Bern! We never thought of killing you, and we even had a quarrel over you."
Noren asked softly, "Why me?"
"Because your bloodline is very special..."
Patriarch Benson whispered, "You are a descendant created by the Frostian family in order to reproduce the bloodline of the first generation of Night's Watch. When they failed to resurrect the first generation, they used the things they brought back from the Bright Sky Ridge on you. Your value is immeasurable."
Norn was stunned: "Isn't it because of the old nobles?"
Patriarch Benson pulled his face and laughed nervously, "Hahaha, haha! Them? How could it be because of them! That's because they lost! They didn't get you, so they deliberately said that! At that time, they were completely controlled by the Valerius family!"
Noren suddenly understood.
At first, Valerius divided the family and held the king in his hands.
That is, young master.
At that time, the old nobles were not sure whether he was the real king.
In that case, how could they snatch anything from the Valerius family
It's all lies.
"The Valerius family was the first to find the metal magic of the Frostian family, and everyone in your family has scurvy, so your ownership belongs to the Valerius family. After all, we didn't get the metal magic, and even if we got you, you wouldn't live past the age of twenty-two."
Patriarch Benson said, "They tried to control you with the soul-losing potion, making your mind disordered and your intelligence low. When you are promoted to the fifth level, you will completely become a puppet and be at the mercy of others!"
Noren replied softly: "Oh..."
"Well, I've said everything I need to say!"
The old Benson family master said anxiously: "Let me go! You can't kill me! You can't bear the consequences!"
Norn glanced at him and said calmly: "You will die..."
The old master of the Benson family was stunned.
"But you will be resurrected."
Norn said expressionlessly: "Live as a corpse until the day you arrive in the Kingdom of Loen."
The old master of the Benson family was stunned, with great fear exploding in his eyes.
"You may have misunderstood something. I do love my mother and I miss her very much. But she is no longer in this world, so it doesn't matter who killed her."
Norn said seriously: "The important thing is, because of you... my young master has suffered a lot."
The old master of the Benson family was stunned.
"Young Master thought he had hidden it very well, but in fact I knew everything. At that time, apart from his immortal body, he was just an ordinary person. How could he have hidden it from me?"
Norn smiled silently, a trace of loneliness flashed in his beautiful green eyes, and he murmured: "I watched him chop off his head with a sword, I saw his brain shattered by black magic, I also saw him jump into a meat grinder, or he would play a self-immolation game from time to time. Do you know how much pain he was in?"
She paused: "Do you know how much pain I am in?"
During those late nights, the young man seemed like a madman, desperately seeking death.
Burned by flames, his face looked hideous.
He jumped into the meat grinder but managed not to scream.
He blew his own head off with a musket.
Take a highly toxic poison.
He was tortured by pain that was unimaginable to ordinary people. Every time he was like a madman, crying in pain.
The boy struggled and rolled in severe pain, shouting only one name each time.
Noren…
Until later, he gradually calmed down.
He habitually slashed his own neck with a dagger.
He habitually shot himself in the head with a musket.
Habitual suicide.
Noren actually saw all of this.
She didn't know why the young master would do that.
So eager, so crazy.
So, I desire power.
But having witnessed all this, her heart had been broken countless times.
Noren looked dull and not very smart.
When the young master told her to leave, she left; when he told her to sit down, she sat down.
She never asks anything that she is not allowed to ask.
That's because she knows everything.
Every time Norn thought he knew the young master's secret, he would find out afterwards that there were many things he didn't know.
For example, those expensive, astronomical magical tools.
There are also countless times of silent and selfless contributions behind the scenes.
Noren always felt that the world was fair.
She lost everything.
But she got the love of the young master.
"Do you know how much I love him?"
Norn looked at the distorted old man calmly and said softly, "Actually, after my mother died, there was no point in me living anymore. I just... didn't want to make the young master sad. But since I saw how much the young master had given me, I changed my mind.
I want to live well and be with the young master forever. He is immortal. He will be very lonely without me in such a long life. "
The old patriarch of the Benson family was stunned and yelled like crazy: "No! You can't kill me! If you kill me! You won't know that you still have family members living in this world! Have you never seen your father? Do you know where your father is? Hahaha! You can't kill me, you can't..."
Snap…
A flash of knife light passed by, and the old man's head and body were separated.
The blood splattered on the wall was shocking.
"You have no idea where my hatred for you comes from."
Norn said softly: "As for father? I don't need it."
The vibration of the metal gradually faded away.
The girl turned and left.
Chapter 226: Loving Mother and Filial Son
In the dark hall, the faint candlelight illuminated the shadowy figures. These ancient shadows were reflected on the walls, so mottled that they seemed to have stayed there for a century, standing around the long table.
"Next, we will usher in a brand new era!"
The ancestor of Allah looked around at everyone, raised the wine cup in her hand, which was filled with scarlet blood, and said loudly: "A glorious era that belongs to the ancestors!"
"Praise the Blood Moon!"
"Praise the First One!"
“Praise this era!”
The ancestors picked up their wine glasses and sipped the blood in the cups, looking intoxicated.
At the end of the long table sat an elegantly dressed old man.
And a young secretary.
The knights of the Holy Light Knights stood beside them, their faces as solemn and cold as a sculpture, dark flames flowing in the depths of their pupils, and their temperaments were solemn and cold.
The red dragon stood aside with his arms folded across his chest, a stern look on his face.
The Knights of Holy Light were founded only to protect the Emperor.
However, due to the special national conditions of the Brentanian Empire, every emperor is actually very strong, especially the empress of this generation, who is so strong that it breaks the upper limit of human cognition.
Therefore, when the Knights of Holy Light are actually on missions, they are there to protect the safety of other members of the royal family.
Cancius o Villa o Salvatore.
Your Majesty's uncle.
Archduke Joachim, and elder brother of the previous Emperor.
“I want to know why Abraham is not here?”
Cansius knocked on the table and said with a smile: "The one who negotiated with His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince of the Kingdom of Loen was the ancestor Abraham. That's why I came here, and I am responsible for extraditing you all to the Kingdom of Loen safely."
The ancestor of Allah put down the wine glass and said elegantly: "Master Cansius, don't worry, brother Abraham will be back soon. I am his most trusted sister and have the full authority to make any decision on his behalf. Although we slept for a long time, we also made up a lot of things about what happened in the past few decades last night."
He paused and said, "The war between the Kingdom of Loen and the Brentanian Empire is obviously being pushed by someone behind the scenes. The culprit is also the black magician known as the military strategist, right?"