Lolo followed the old butler into the small building behind him. They passed through the dark corridor and went up to the second floor. The girl noticed the Wind Traveler on both sides of the corridor. Unfortunately, it was already past the flowering season.
The old butler seemed to know what she was thinking and said, "These flowers were specially prepared by the master for you. You'll be able to see them next spring."
"It's a pity that I can't stay here for that long," the girl said regretfully.
"Everything is possible." The old butler finally stopped outside the study. He reached out and knocked on the door three times. He then said to Lolo, "You may go in."
"Aren't you coming?"
"I still have to entertain your companion. I won't disturb your reunion with the master." The old butler bowed and walked to the stairs. His footsteps gradually faded away. Lolo took a deep breath and pushed the door in front of her.
A wave of heat hit her face. Although it was already early summer, there was still a brazier burning in the house. It was a little stuffy. As soon as she entered the door, Lolo's eyes were attracted by the oil painting on the opposite wall. The painting was of a young novice nun. She had a carefree smile on her face, and her eyebrows were somewhat similar to Lolo's.
"She's beautiful, right?"
"Hmm?" Lolo turned her head and saw a man in a fox fur coat.
The man was about forty years old. He was handsome and tall, but his face was deeply sickly. He coughed twice and pointed to the door behind the girl. "Do you mind?"
Lolo shook her head and reached out to close the door again.
"We finally meet again. I know you must have a lot of questions in your heart now. Don't worry, I'll answer them one by one later. But before that, let's toast to your mother."
The man walked to the desk as he spoke. He took out half a bottle of wine, unscrewed the cap, and poured it into two goblets. He then gestured for Lolo to choose first while he picked up the remaining goblet and drank it.
This unknown wine tasted good. It was mellow, sweet, and not spicy at all. There was a fruity aftertaste.
"This was Eluria's favorite wine back then. Unfortunately, the winery had ceased production ten years ago, and the Temple had erased everything related to her from this world."
Lolo put down the cup and asked, "Do you know my mother?"
The man nodded. "Of course. When Eluria and I met, Karov hadn't come to Stanton yet. Oh, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Doran Kendall. I'm your mother's … friend." The man's eyes were burning.
"Dolan? You are Viscount Dolan? "Lolo was a little surprised.
"You know my name?" The man raised his eyebrows.
"Mother Teresa told me about you. She said that we could come to you if we ran into any trouble in Cia."
"You've met Teacher Teresa? It seems like many things have happened to you during the years we were apart, "Doran said.
"Why did you leave without saying goodbye after you taught me the swordsmanship?"
"I ran into some trouble." Doran covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed twice, and quickly put the handkerchief away. "As you can see, my body isn't in good condition. In fact, I haven't left this manor for almost a year and a half. Usually, it's Ned who takes care of everything for me. You should have met him when you came."
The Ned that Doran mentioned was probably the old butler who had greeted them at the door.
Luo Luo's expression changed. "Who turned you into this? Was it the Temple?"
"Ironically, the only reason I'm still alive now is because of the Church's healing potion. Apart from that, Bishop Keaton comes to treat my injuries every week." Doran pulled out a chair for the girl, and sat on another chair by the brazier. "And you happen to know the person who turned me into this."
An ominous feeling rose in Lolo's heart, but she couldn't accept such an answer.
"That's right. That person is your father," Doran said calmly.
"How did this happen?"
"I don't know what Karov is like in front of his daughter. In short, when I met him, he was a complete bastard. He had all the bad habits of the rich and powerful: arrogance, conceit, and arrogance. He stirred up trouble all day long, and called his contempt for life courage …" Doran paused. "But I have to admit that he was very likable, especially girls. They always fall in love with men with a dangerous aura, don't they?"
"If your injuries are indeed related to my father, then I apologize on his behalf. But now that my father has left this world, I hope you can respect the dead."
"My real injuries aren't on my body, but here," Doran pointed to his chest. "Karov stole Eluria from me, and that's what hurt me the most. When I went to talk to him about it, I was seriously injured by him. If it weren't for the Cardinal who happened to be in Stanton, I would have died that night. Now, I can only rely on potions and divine arts to prolong my life. Hehe, he calls this solving the problem the man's way. As expected of the Bretton Family's usual style of bandits." Doran sneered.
"I sincerely apologize for the hurt my father caused you back then, but I can be sure that my father and mother were truly in love at that time."
"You don't know anything." Doran shook his head. "You weren't there, so you don't know what happened between your mother and I. She was forced to be with Karov because of the Bretton Family's power."
Lolo saw the sadness in the man's eyes, so she didn't continue to argue with him on this issue. She said, "Are you planning to take revenge on me now?"
"No, I will never hurt Eluria's child." Doran looked at Lolo with a hint of warmth in his eyes. "If it weren't for Karov, I would be your father now."
But the next moment, the girl mercilessly shattered his beautiful dream. "But the blood of the Bretton Family flows in my veins now."
"I promised your mother that I would protect you." Doran began to cough again, and Lolo saw the blood seeping out of his handkerchief.
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