Black Scepter Chapter 14: Father and Son, Windsor Duke’s Palace
The black ticket can be really turbulent. Sure enough, seven deadly sins is indispensable. The new book list is slightly weak.
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The sound of horseshoes became more and more clear, which means that the hustle and bustle around seems to have gone away. Only the quiet atmosphere in the Nobe area in Constantinople, the footsteps of the guard are neat and light, and the carriage is not deliberately proclaimed. After turning a corner, he slowly drove into a mansion.
The Duke’s House of the Windsor family, the house of the empire’s premier nobleman, has recently had a chilling atmosphere even on a hot summer day, but the carriage’s entry seems to have finally brought a little life.
What kind of person will my father be?
Morpheus thought slightly, and Old Palfa didn’t tell him too much about his father, so he couldn’t put together the image of “father” in his mind.
When the carriage slowly stopped and the old housekeeper gently opened the beautiful wooden door, Morpheus took a deep breath, inserted the dagger in his hand into the scabbard, and got up and walked off the carriage.
The entrance is a piece of emerald green grass, and the white marble floor at the foot of the ground can be spotless. There is a baroque mansion that is more delicate and beautiful than expected, and there is a body of equal size in the center of the fountain in front of the door. The sculpture of a knight, the image of a war horse riding is unusually brave, wearing heavy armor without a helmet, the long sword in his hand points forward, the weather-beaten face is permeated with perseverance and determination, it seems to be a model that a noble knight should have. The horse under the horse has been hoisted up-in the sculpture of Byzantine, this means that the knight was sacrificed after the war due to serious injuries.
The ancestor of Windsor?
Morpheus's gaze was slightly forward, and the tall figure in front of the Duke's Palace came into view.
Dark brown hair, green eyes, Acar? Windsor, this prince of the Empire has a sevenfold face with the knight sculpture next to it.
The black dress is elegant and noble, and the temperament is not arrogant, so that the surrounding atmosphere is slightly dignified.
In the face of this illegitimate child, the expression of Duke Acar is almost unchanged, but his eyelids are raised, and he said:
"Maybe I am not a qualified father, but from now on, I will fulfill my father’s obligations."
Unexpected meeting, slightly cold conversation, Morpheus raised his head and looked at the mighty prince of the Empire-or his own biological father, lips twitched slightly, but did not know what to say.
"Palfa will teach you what you should learn. If you have any questions, please come to the library to find me at any time."
The Duke’s voice is thick, with a commanding style unique to soldiers-even as a nobleman, when facing Morpheus, he did not use that smooth tone, a nobleman who once participated in the war will always choose from Discard those hypocritical clichés in your heart.
Not to mention, this is his own son. The so-called father's love is always deeper and more obscure than mother's love. It is also more difficult for people to understand.
It seems that the unwelcome greetings and short meeting ceremony made Morpheus have a strange feeling-neither naive to be wronged or moved, nor deep, as if nothing happened, he looked at the duke’s father slightly heavy The back, but there is a fatal hunch.
How many secrets do the people in front of you that you may not know in this life?
The life of the old nobleman will always be an obscure book that is unimaginable. Morpheus may open this book gently one day in the future, lamenting at a page of shocking content, but at the moment he is only Will turn around indifferently, and under the leadership of the old housekeeper, walk to the newly prepared room in the Duke's Palace.
This year, the fifteen-year-old Morpheus decided to stay in the position of the noble young master with peace of mind. The world will not change at will after all according to his own wishes-but after a few years he But I understand that the flapping of the butterfly's wings may bring about a storm.
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What is a nobleman?
In the eyes of civilians, that is another class that needs to look up. They eat better food and live in more comfortable beds. As for more? They can't imagine that because many things are distinct, the imagination of the poor will not be able to put their wings because of poverty.
Morpheus’s room is located in a small independent building in the Duke’s Palace. It’s small compared to other buildings here. Morpheus in the third floor bedroom can see the pleasing back garden and repairs. The neat lawn and the tomb where the ancestors of the Windsor family are quietly located not far away.
Of course, there is another mansion not far from here.
Constantinople is a super city. The news that a duke’s illegitimate child was found is not a big joy. People will only sigh at the meal and tease the sad duke who was almost murdered.
So Morpheus didn't feel any pressure at the moment. Loneliness has long left a deep mark on his life, so when the next day was not yet bright, the young master, with the help of the maid, put on a nobleman for sword training. Clothes, go down the stairs, and gently start to stretch their ligaments.
A juvenile can survive in a dangerous forest, not only by luck.
At the moment when the servants of this Duke’s Palace just got up to prepare breakfast or clean up, Morpheus has started to exercise for seven years and one day as usual before the city of Constantinople has yet to wake up.
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"Perhaps, it's really not a wine bag."
The address of the Duke’s House of the Windsor family is 7 Stuart Street, and opposite the Grand Duke’s House is the Earl’s House of Auschwitz. Although it is an earl, it is called the “Iron Lion”, meaning that this Earl’s Lord is not It's annoying-Duke Windsor is a hawk in the military aristocracy of the empire, and this earl is a hawk in the hawks-although the political directions are slightly the same, but the political thing is like the Tarot card, and no one has shuffled it Will know the result of the last flop.
At the moment, Count Auschwitz stood quietly on the empty Earl’s Court rooftop. This towering cylindrical tower is a benchmark building in the entire Nobel area, even higher than the roof of the Duke’s Palace. At a height of three meters, although the prince has no position on this, the nobles of the entire Nobel district will deeply believe that the Count is provoking the status and majesty of the Duke~IndoMTL.com~ A feeling of contempt for life, Count Auschwitz looked at the figure of hard sword practice in the night, whispered softly, then turned around and disappeared on the high roof.
In the distant sky, the rising sun dyes the ground golden, and the young master of the Duke’s Palace has just finished his own routine training.
"Etiquette training?"
Looking up, Morpheus looked at Old Palfa in doubt and entered the Dukes' Palace. The old housekeeper put on a low-key yet gorgeous dress. As a steward, he would naturally treat the entire Dukes House. Responsible for the end of the matter-whether it is the training that the young master will face next, or lunch at noon today, the matter is fine.
"Not only ceremonial training, before the arrival of September, Lord Duke hopes that you can adapt to the life of the nobility as soon as possible. Regardless of whether you are young master, these habits are what a noble needs to have."
Morpheus has no choice.
"In addition to ceremonial training, there are equestrian, swordsmanship, basic knowledge, calligraphy, etc. Maybe you need my time to arrange it."
"Okay."
Morpheus knows that what he is about to face is a seemingly dangerous but boring and abnormal study-but what the old housekeeper does not know is that the old guy named Tang Jidi has already expected these things.
"In September, Lord Duke will send you to the academy. An aristocrat still needs to make more friends when he is young instead of being bored in the mansion all day long."
"Friends... what a distant vocabulary."
Morpheus sighed and nodded, abnormally compliant.
For an intuitive keen hunter, the first thing to do after entering an unfamiliar woodland is not to look for prey, but to sleep quietly, and carefully observe the composition of the biological group and food chain here.
Obviously, he hasn’t yet understood what the so-called nobles are.