Late at night, in a mansion of the Andrea Family, Caesar was writing something quickly on the table.
His handwriting was a little sloppy. On the way back from the cemetery, he had gone over what happened in the afternoon from beginning to end in his mind. He was sure that his performance at that time was perfect and there should be no loopholes.
But somehow, when he thought of Rob's last words, Caesar's heart was still shrouded with a shadow. In order to avoid trouble, he decided to pass on the information he had obtained tonight.
After Caesar finished writing the last word, he put down the pen, opened the birdcage beside him, and released the white crow inside. Then, he took out a box of jerky from the cabinet, threw two pieces to the white crow on the table, and wrapped the note around its leg while it was eating. After the white crow finished eating the jerky, it looked back at him. Caesar nodded at it, and then the white crow spread its wings and flew into the night.
The young master of the Andrea Family breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, there was a knock on the door behind him. The teenager closed the window, and a middle-aged woman dressed like a noblewoman walked into the room.
The noblewoman looked kind, holding a plate of food in her hand. "You don't have to be so anxious about your homework. You've already become a third-grade magician before the age of 20. Even in the younger generation of the family, there are not many people who are better than you. Don't work so hard anymore. Your health is more important. Come and try the bird's nest I made."
"Mother, how many times have I told you? Let the servants do this kind of thing in the future." The teenager took the small bowl of bird's nest and smiled helplessly.
"Some things can only be conveyed by doing it yourself." The noblewoman looked at the teenager with doting eyes. She watched the teenager eat up the bird's nest in big mouthfuls before she was satisfied. But when she cleaned the dishes, she could not help but nag.
"By the way, you're not that young anymore. Your brother is already a father at your age. I know you're not very satisfied with the young ladies that I found for you before. You feel that their family backgrounds aren't very helpful to you, so I asked someone to look for Viscount Hutton. His youngest daughter just turned sixteen last month, and the viscount has recently begun to consider her marriage. However, she's a very unique child. When she was in school, she seemed to be a supporter of free love, so she made an agreement with her father. If you want her to agree to this marriage, you have to let her meet the person she's engaged to first. It just so happens that Viscount Hutton has a tea party tomorrow morning. Can you go and meet the young lady?"
"Yes, thank you, Mother." Caesar nodded.
The noblewoman reached out and patted his head. "Good boy, you have suffered a lot recently. Others may not know what kind of person you are, but I have watched you grow up. I know you better than anyone else. You have always been so kind and honest, how could you have done such a terrible thing? Fortunately, the court cleared your name in the end. I heard that the patriarch also sent someone to help you. You must thank him at the next family gathering." The noblewoman said as tears rolled down her cheeks.
"Of course. I have come back safe and sound. Mother, you don't have to worry about me anymore." The teenager's expression did not change. He smiled and said, "It's getting late, Mother. You should rest early."
"Okay." The noblewoman got up and took two steps before turning back. "Oh, I almost forgot. Last week, I asked the tailor to make you a suit. Remember to wear it tomorrow when you go to the tea party."
"Okay, no problem, Mother." Caesar said patiently.
It was not until the noblewoman closed the door that the smile on the young man's face gradually disappeared. How could he forget the family head's kindness? The way those two distant uncles looked at him in court was as if they were admiring the destruction of a defective product. From that moment on, he had truly made up his mind.
The young master of the Andrea Family did not immerse himself in hatred for too long. Then he remembered the meeting in the afternoon. Thinking of the girl's beautiful face, well-proportioned and healthy figure, and the indescribable unique temperament, he could not help but feel a trace of pity. He had some thoughts about Lolo before, but the girl's current situation seemed to be very complicated. He knew that this was not a muddy water that he could wade into.
What worried him more was the swordsman beside the girl. Caesar found that he could not see through the guy at all.
When the two met for the first time, the swordsman was very inconspicuous. Later, when Caesar recalled it, he did not even have any impression of him. He was just like an ordinary student that could be seen anywhere on campus. It was not until he hit a wall for the first time in the bakery that the young master of the Andrea Family began to notice the abnormality of the swordsman. After that, the swordsman made Caesar lose face even more. It was not until the freshmen competition that the young master of the Andrea Family thoroughly felt the terror of the swordsman. The swordsman actually made him deserted with just a few words. When he returned to the ground, he was immediately arrested by the Police.
It could be said that Caesar's current situation was all thanks to the swordsman. However, what made the young master of the Andrea Family most uneasy was the swordsman's attitude. The swordsman did not seem to care about him from the beginning to the end. It was as if he had encountered a fly and would only reach out to chase it away when he heard the buzzing sound.
And it was this casual attitude that made the young master of the Andrea Family feel a chill. He heard the threat from Rob's words this afternoon, so he did not sleep well that night. He put the wand in the most easily accessible position on the bedside, and he also secretly activated the two defensive magic arrays in the room. However, nothing happened until the next morning.
Just when Caesar thought he was finally safe, he heard a knock on the door downstairs.
The young master of the Andrea Family frowned. It was daybreak now, and most people were still in bed. It was undoubtedly very impolite to visit at this time. However, he still got up, put on a coat, and went downstairs. At this time, the maid, Belle, opened the door.
The next moment, Caesar felt a sudden pressure on his body. He could not help but kneel down. At the same time, the hand that was holding the wand fell to the ground. Everything happened so fast that Caesar thought that someone had broken into the house. However, when he felt a sharp pain coming from his wrist, he looked up and saw two familiar faces.
They turned out to be the two uncles who represented the Andrea Family in the court. Apart from that, they also had another identity, which was to enforce the family rules for the Andrea Family.
The one who was slightly fatter sighed and said, "My dear nephew, I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon. Most young people in the family don't get to see us even once in their lifetime, but aren't you a little too naughty? It's only been less than a week since the last time. Do you miss us so much?"
Caesar's eyes widened and he said in horror, "You … Why are you here?"
"Don't you know what you've done?" The other uncle, who was slightly older, said faintly. At the same time, he threw a ball of paper in his hand in front of Caesar. "Try to explain this."
Caesar's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw his handwriting on it. It was the note that he tied to the leg of the white crow last night. However, there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart because this note was encrypted. The letters had to be combined in a special way to get the true meaning.
"Don't try to get lucky. Do you know why we didn't come to you until now?" The chubby uncle took out a delicate-looking dagger from his waist. He squatted down, gauged the position, and pointed the sharp end of the dagger at the young man's heart. "Actually, we've been curious about how you escaped the trial. That little girl named Shirley changed her testimony at the critical moment. At first, like most people, we thought it was because she still loved you. If that's the case, then we'll admit it. If you used this method to reverse the trial, then it's also your ability. We can only applaud by the side, but it turns out that we've overestimated you."
"Betraying the family. Tsk, tsk. Gusman, we haven't encountered such a thing in decades."
"Ham, what are you waiting for?" Gusman urged.
"Sigh, you really have no mood at all. How many times have I said that you have to leave some time for this poor child to look back on his rushed life? At the very least, he should reminisce about his first love." Hamm flashed an apologetic smile at the young man. "Unfortunately, there's no trial this time, so there's no chance for me to give you a beautiful reversal. However, I do have a piece of advice for you. If you're born into our family in your next life, remember not to hang out with those guys from the temple."
After saying that, Ham stabbed the dagger in his hand into the young man's chest.
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