Release that Witch Chapter 374: Return to hometown

It stands to reason that you have left the family, and you should not return to the territory of Schilt, but Ferlin is not for answering your doubts ... but for your father.

After the banquet, Sir Schilt not only talked about the people in the painting, but also looked very emotional, saying that the family existed because of her kindness, but the grandfather's generation failed her kindness. Ferlin couldn't understand these words at the time, but his father's expression made him memory still --. It was a regret for what his grandfather did.

Since it is a pity, is there any chance for remedy? Perhaps the woman she saw was the 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 to officially marry a civilian. This is just a different choice between the two sides, not that the Schilt family is sorry for themselves.

After marrying Irene, although Schilt did not visit him once, his mother sent some daily necessities and a letter to tell his father that he had forgiven him.

It is for these reasons that Ferlin made the decision to bring news to the home.

Due to the impact of Months of Demons, the number of ships traveling to and from the two places has been greatly reduced. He waited for a commercial ship from stronghold three days later, plus the time of unloading and inventory checking, it was one week after arriving at Longsong Stronghold.

Walking down dock, Ferlin immediately felt the desertedness of the city. The snow on the ground was ankle high. Except for a few alleys, there were some different footprints. The snow on the street was smooth, indicating that it had been a long time. No one passed. Compared to the Border Town that people come and go, it is hard to believe that this is the largest city of Western Region.

The territory of the Schilt family is next to stronghold north, a village of nearly two thousand acres. Even stronghold is such a sight, the village is even worse. Walking along the carriage rut towards the mansion, you can see some hunger hungry along the way. -- The heavy snowfall that started early in the fall will catch most poor people off guard. No matter whether food or firewood is not stored enough, half of them may not Support the coming spring. Originally this was a normal phenomenon in Months of Demons, but Ferlin could not get used to it.

After several sparse wooden houses, Ferlin returned to the door again after many years.

The iron door of the yard is closed tightly, and the front yard is covered with snow, but several stone slab roads have been cleared. Apparently, there are still people in the family who are taking care of the manor.

He patted the iron gate vigorously. After a while, two guards came out of the mansion, and one of them quickly recognized the identity of Ferlin, and said with surprise, "You, you are ... Master. "

"I want to see Sir Schilt," Ferlin said calmly.

Although everyone in the house knows that Morning Light has severed ties with the family, this is after all a matter between noble. The guards did not dare to make their own claims. The two quickly opened the iron door. One of them led him to the lobby and waited. Notify the housekeeper.

Ferlin did not expect that the first one who came over was his own brother, Miso Schilt.

"You don't belong here anymore, why should you come back?" He frowned and looked at his brother, "You came over here? squire?"

"I'm not Knight anymore," Ferlin smiled, "Of course, there will be no squire to follow."

"Ah, I almost forgot that you were beaten up by Prince Border Town and became his captive. He released you back? Miso snorted. "Is there no money for winter?" I can give you something, and then you leave consciously. "

Ferlin sighed with his attitude. It is not difficult for him to understand that -- Miso Schilt has now become the first heir of the family. Naturally, he does not want to come back again, so as to avoid extravagance.

"I'm not here to get money, I have no intention of competing with you for the position of successor," Morning Light whispered, "His Highness the Prince hired me as a mentor, and I am very satisfied with my life now."

"Tutor?" Miso froze, "Why don't I remember you still have such a high level of knowledge that you can teach other noble?"

"Not to teach noble, but to teach civilians to read and write."

"Teach civilians ..." He sneered, "The lie you made is getting more and more interesting, won't it be that civilian wife who confuses you about consciousness?"

"Enough!" A low drink came from behind, Miso suddenly shuddered, Ferlin followed the sound, and found that the caller was his father, Sir Schilt. "Ms. Irene is not inferior to noble, the only thing missing is an identity, and it would be rude to speak further."

"Father!" Miso said loudly.

Jazz ignored his second son, "Listen to the guard, do you have any news you want to tell me?"

"Yes," Ferlin saluted.

"Come to my study."

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Ferlin followed his father to the study on the second floor of the mansion. As he passed the hall, he took a chance to glance at the wall with portraits in the hall. The appearance of the blue hair woman appeared again in front of his eyes. -- and people in the convenience market Almost exactly the same. And unlike other portraits, the color of this painting looks extraordinarily bright, and the details are much more delicate, even the tear moles in the corners of the eyes are clearly legible.

Entering the study, the jazz took the lead to say, "I saw your wife when she performed in the fall theater. Her looks are very good, and her acting skills are not overshadowed by Miss May. It seems that you are doing well."

Ferlin suddenly felt hot in his eyes. He didn't expect his father to mention this first, and nodded after a moment of silence, "Yes, we have our own residence at Border Town, and we plan to have a child after the end of Months of Demons this year. "

"That's fine," Schilt slowly drank tea, "It should not be easy to come from Border Town now, what's the news you want to say?"

Morning Light converged, "I met a woman on small town. She looks exactly like the person in the portrait in the hall."

The jazz hand shook and almost overturned the tea cup. His raised head eyes widened, "What did you say?"

"Rare blue hair, good looks, I'm sure I read it right," Ferlin said, "Will she be the descendant of the person in the painting?"

"impossible! That person is --", he said a word, then shook his head, "She has offspring in impossible."

"Yes ... is this so?" Ferlin lowered his head, "then maybe I'm mistaken."

"Did you rush to Longsong Stronghold for this matter?"

"Yes, because I remember that you ... have expressed regret."

Sir Schilt bowed his head for a moment and thought, "Really the same?"

"Except for slightly different hair lengths ..." Ferlin recalled, "Everywhere else is exactly the same. You know, from birth to now, I have only seen such hair color in portraits, so I pay special attention to it . "

"Her impossible is the offspring of that person," the Jazz hesitated, "but she may be the person in the painting."

Father ’s statement makes Ferlin hardly believe his ears. This idea is even more incredible than his own idea. "In itself? Do you mean ... she has lived for more than 400 years?"

"I didn't want to tell you this," he stood up and said, "she is a witch. Since it is witch, anything can happen. Come with me."

"Where to go?"

"I have something to show you in the basement," said Duke, "from the ancestor's heritage, and also the" heritage "left by her. "

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