"Unfortunately, I've heard a little about what happened to your mother and father. Now it seems that there are a lot of secrets behind it." Archmage paused and said, "Besides, so you're still the current head of the Bretton family?"
Lolo shook her head. "I'm the only one left in the Bretton family now."
The young man raised his eyebrows. "That can't be. Although the Bretton family isn't prosperous, it shouldn't have withered to this extent. Your parents are gone, but there should be some brothers, sisters, uncles, and aunts left."
The girl's eyes dimmed. "After my father's accident, the people from the temple came to my house and took some people away. The rest were very afraid. Under the temple's threat, some chose to surrender and became their minions and accomplices, assisting the temple in torturing and interrogating those who were captured. Many of their hands were stained with blood." "But there seemed to be a disagreement on how to deal with me.
In the end, because of my father's prestige in the north, they decided not to do anything to me first. Nominally, I continue to be the head of the Bretton family, but in fact, I'm just a figurehead. The real power is actually in the hands of those traitors. In addition, they are also responsible for monitoring my daily movements for the temple. Once they find any abnormal behavior, they will quickly report it to the specialized person in charge. Every morning when I wake up, I feel a chill from the bottom of my heart when I see the faces of those uncles and aunts. They can no longer be regarded as my family. Eight months ago, I sneaked out of the castle when they let their guard down. Maybe those guys from the temple are already searching for my whereabouts. "
Rob did not know how to comfort the girl when he heard this. It sounded like this way of doing things was indeed the style of the Heresy Court. Those guys had always been good at exploiting the fear in the hearts of ordinary people, guiding the evil in their hearts, and finally turning them into inhumane monsters.
In addition, the girl's hunch was not wrong. The Heresy Court had indeed begun to take action. The four Punishment Paladins that were killed by Archmage in Ryan were an execution team sent by the Heresy Court. As for whether there were other teams, Rob was not quite sure for the time being.
After pondering for a moment, Archmage finally asked the most crucial question, "How did your parents die?"
"I heard from the old housekeeper that my mother's mental state suddenly became very unstable after she became pregnant with me. She would often lose her temper for no reason, or lock herself in the room for a whole day without eating or drinking. Sometimes, she would even talk to herself. My mother was a nun in training, and she was a very cheerful person in the church. Her favorite thing to do was to help others. No matter how rich or poor the people around her were, as long as they were in trouble, my mother would help them. My father was studying in the Royal City at that time, and when he first saw my mother, he was charmed by her gentle smile."
"My father said that at that time, my mother was like a carefree little skylark. As long as you saw the smile on her face, all the troubles in your heart were suddenly thrown to the other side of the continent. You suddenly couldn't remember any of the bad things that happened all day. My father said that this feeling was probably what people often call healing. So at that moment, he made up his mind that he must marry this girl."
"But at that time, Mom already had a lot of admirers around her, and some of them were nobles with illustrious backgrounds. But later, these guys were all beaten away by Dad. Dad was very smart. Every time he arranged a fight with those who were much weaker than him, he would deliberately let those guys scratch his skin or injure him a little. Then, after the fight, he would ask Mom to bandage his wounds. Over time, the two of them became familiar with each other, and Mom gradually became curious about this guy who fought with others every day."
"Every dusk, this man would always appear at the entrance of the monastery punctually with a fresh wound. Unknowingly, she even began to get used to this kind of life. Every day, before it was time, she would prepare the instruments and materials to bandage his wounds in advance, and then wait for that strange guy to appear."
"But one day, that man came much earlier than usual. He was dressed very neatly, and surprisingly, there were no new wounds on his body. For some reason, my mother felt a faint sense of disappointment in her heart. So, she heard that man tell her that he was leaving. In fact, as early as half a month ago, I had completed all my studies, and I had almost beaten up all the guys in the neighborhood. Now, they would take a detour when they saw me from afar, and I really didn't want to chase after them for two streets and beat them up again. As he spoke, he scratched his head. In fact, the wounds for the past two days were casually cut by myself with a knife."
"My mother said, 'I know, I'm not an idiot. Your wounds were so neat, and the length and depth were all the same. It was too perfunctory. I just didn't want to poke you.' After some thought, she could not help but ask, 'Where are you going, and when are you coming back?'
"Father said that I'm going home to inherit the family business. My home is in the north, a very, very far place. I might not come back again."
"Oh, my mother responded softly. Suddenly, there was an indescribable sadness in her heart. Then, she heard that man tell her, 'Come with me. In the future, as long as my sword doesn't break, my heart doesn't stop beating, and my body doesn't bleed to the last drop of blood, I will always protect you. No one can take you away from my hands.' After the man finished speaking, he raised his head and looked at her. His gaze was so hot, it was as if he wanted to melt her whole body.
"My mother has heard many sweet nothings, but none of them were as touching as this one. Looking at the man's bright eyes, she knew that deep in her heart, she already had the answer."
That year, my mother had just turned seventeen, and my father was twenty-four. Thanks to my mother's previous pursuers, the number of fights he fought in the capital was more than the number of meals he ate. The name of the Crimson Sword began to spread quietly in the streets and alleys. "
Lolo took off a heart-shaped pendant from her neck. On the front of the pendant was a line of small words, "To my love, Eluria — Karov." On the back of the pendant was a portrait of her mother and father. In the portrait, her mother looked so happy. The girl caressed the portrait and murmured, "If it wasn't for me, my mother might not have died that year."
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