It was reasonable to say that since he had left the family, he should not return to Schilt's territory, but Filin did not come to answer his own doubts … but for his father.
After the banquet, Sir Schilt not only talked about the woman in the painting, but also seemed very emotional, saying that the family existed because of her kindness, but his grandfather's generation had failed to live up to her kindness. Filin could not understand these words at that time, but his father's expression was still fresh in his memory – it was a kind of regret for what his grandfather had done.
Since it was a regret, would there be a chance to remedy it? Perhaps the woman he saw was a descendant of the founder of the family.
After all, he left the family because he did not want to be separated from Irene. As the eldest son, the family could not accept him officially marrying a commoner. It was just that the two sides had different choices, it was not that the Schilt family had let him down.
After marrying Irene, although Sir Schilt did not come to see him, his mother still sent some daily necessities and a letter, telling his father that he had forgiven him.
It was because of these reasons that Filin made the decision to bring the news to his family.
Due to the influence of the Months of Demons, the number of ships going back and forth between Longsong Stronghold had been greatly reduced. It took him three days to wait for a merchant ship from Longsong Stronghold, plus the time needed to unload and count the goods, it had already been a week since they arrived at Longsong Stronghold.
Walking down the pier, Filin immediately felt the desolation of the city. The snow on the ground was already ankle-high, except for some footprints of different depths in a few alleys, the snow on the streets was flat, indicating that no one had passed through for a long time. Compared to the bustling Border Town, it was hard to believe that this was the largest city in the Western Region.
The territory of the Schilt family was close to the north of Longsong Stronghold, it was a village of nearly two thousand acres. Even the scene in Longsong Stronghold was like this, let alone the village. Walking along the carriage tracks to the mansion, along the way he could see some dead bodies of starving people – the heavy snow in early autumn would catch most of the poor unprepared, no matter if it was food or firewood, half of them might not be able to survive until next spring. This was a normal phenomenon during the Months of Demons, but Filin could not get used to it.
After passing through a few scattered wooden houses, Filin returned to his home after many years.
The iron gate of the courtyard was tightly shut, and the front yard was covered with snow. However, several stone paths had been cleared. Clearly, there were still people in the family taking care of the manor.
He knocked hard on the iron door, and not long after, two guards walked out of the mansion. One of them quickly recognized Filin and said in surprise, "You, you are … Eldest Young Master."
"I want to see Sir Schilt," Filin said calmly.
Although everyone in the mansion knew that The Light Of Dawn had severed ties with his family, this was, after all, a matter between nobles. The guards did not dare to act on their own. The two guards quickly opened the iron gate. One of them led him to the hall to wait, while the other reported to the butler.
Filin did not expect that the first one to arrive was his younger brother, Miso Schilt.
"You don't belong here anymore. Why did you come back?" He frowned and looked at his brother. "Did you walk here? Where's your squire? "
"I'm not a Knight anymore." Filin smiled. "Naturally, I don't have a squire."
"Ah, I almost forgot. You were beaten by the Prince of Border Town and became his prisoner. Did he let you come back?" Miso snorted. "Is it because you don't have money for the winter? I can give you some, and then you can leave. "
Filin sighed at Miso's attitude. It was not difficult to understand his reaction. Miso Schilt had now become the first heir of the family. Naturally, he did not want Filin to come back to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"I'm not here for money. I have no intention of competing with you for the position of heir," The Light Of Dawn said in a low voice. "His Highness hired me as a tutor. I'm very satisfied with my current life."
"Tutor?" Miso was stunned. "Why don't I remember that you have such high knowledge to teach other nobles?"
"Not to teach nobles, but to teach commoners to read and write."
"To teach commoners …" He sneered. "The lies you make up are getting more and more interesting. Don't tell me that commoner's wife has bewitched you?"
"Enough!" A low voice came from behind. Miso suddenly trembled. Filin followed the voice and found that it was his father, Sir Schilt. "Lady Irene is not inferior to the nobles. She only lacks an identity. You'll be rude if you continue."
"Father!" Miso said loudly.
Sir ignored his second son. "I heard from the guards that you have news for me?"
"Yes." Filin bowed.
"Then come to my study."
…
Filin followed his father to the study on the second floor of the mansion. When he passed the hall, he took the opportunity to glance at the portrait hanging on the wall in the hall. The face of the blue-haired woman appeared in front of him again. It was almost the same as the person he saw in the Convenience Market. And unlike the other portraits, the color of this painting was particularly bright, and the details were much more delicate. Even the tear mole at the corner of her eye was clearly visible.
After entering the study, Sir took the lead and said, "I saw your wife in the Autumn Theater. She looked very good, and her acting was not inferior to Miss Mey's. It seems that you have a good life."
Filin suddenly felt tears in his eyes. He did not expect his father to mention this first. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Yes, we have our own residence in Border Town, and we plan to have a child after the end of this year's Months of Demons."
"That's good." Schilt slowly took a sip of tea. "It shouldn't be easy to come from Border Town now. What news do you want to tell me?"
The Light Of Dawn restrained his emotions. "I met a woman in the town. She looks exactly like the person in the portrait in the hall."
Sir's hand trembled and he almost knocked over the teacup. He looked up and widened his eyes. "What did you say?"
"Rare blue hair and a beautiful face. I'm sure I'm not mistaken," said Filin. "Could she be a descendant of the person in the portrait?"
"Impossible! That person is — "He paused and then shook his head." It's impossible for her to have a descendant. "
"Is … is that so?" Filin lowered his head. "Then maybe I'm wrong."
"You came all the way to Longsong Stronghold just for this?"
"Yes, because I remember that you once … expressed regret."
Sir Schilt bowed his head and thought for a moment. "Is it really the same?"
"Except for the slightly different hair length …" Filin thought for a moment. "Everything else is exactly the same. You know, since I was born, I've only seen such a hair color in a portrait, so I pay special attention to it. "
"She can't be a descendant of that person," Sir hesitated. "But she could be the person in the portrait herself."
His father's words made Filin almost unable to believe his ears. This idea was even more incredible than his own imagination. "Herself? You mean … she has lived for more than four hundred years? "
"I didn't want to tell you this," he said as he got up. "She's a witch. Since she's a witch, anything is possible. Come with me. "
"Where to?"
"In the basement. I have something I want to show you," said the Duke word by word. "It's an inheritance from our ancestors, and it's also a" relic "she left behind."
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