C1 The Secret of the Earl's Residence

Although it was already night time, the Count's Mansion of Rinker family, which was located in the center of the Imperial Capital, still stood out among the many noble residences. It had a special architectural style and a majestic aura. There was also a cultural heritage that had existed for thousands of years. It was hard to forget it at first glance.

Count Walker paced back and forth in the study. Usually, no one would dare to disturb him at this time. This was his rule. In the Count's Mansion, he was the master.

He held a small paper lantern in his hand. It was completely sealed up, from top to bottom, from left to right. Count Walker kept playing with it in his hand. After a long while, he let out a deep and helpless sigh. He didn't know why, but. . . Recently, he had been feeling very irritated. He had always vaguely felt that something bad was about to happen. However, he did not know where the problem was. His decades of life as a eunuch told him that this was definitely not a good sign.

At this moment, a very inappropriate knocking sound suddenly came from outside the door. Count Walker's expression changed slightly. He frowned slightly, but in an instant, a warm smile that was rarely seen appeared on his face. He knew who was knocking at this time.

The door was gently pushed open. The beautiful countess walked in with a plate of pastries in her hands.

Seeing the thing in Count Walker's hand, countess's face, which was originally full of smiles, darkened slightly. Putting down the pastries, she walked to her husband's side. She gently took the small lantern and sighed, "Such a magical Soaring Lamp. If it was in the past, I would never believe that someone could make it. I really don't know what is in this child's head. He always gives people surprises. "

"Wrong!" Count Walker gently hugged countess's waist and gently smiled. "I heard from Sander that this original name was not Flying Lamp, but because many people think this Flying Lamp is more suitable to pray to the goddess, so it is called Flying Lamp. "

Countess secretly sighed and very weakly leaned into her husband's embrace. After a long time, she suddenly looked up and said, "In another month or so, it will be our son's 18th birthday. Should we hold a ceremony for him to become an adult? Such a smart child. . . He can't be like this forever, right? This is too unfair to him. "

Count Walker sighed in his heart because he had just thought of this matter. To be honest, he was just making things difficult for this matter. Countess's sudden question made him not know how to answer.

"Sigh. . . " Count Walker sighed again. He gently pulled countess to the side of the stool and helped her sit down.

"It is precisely because he is too smart that I would do this. If he is like all the ordinary children, he would be a little better. . . " Count Walker smiled bitterly. "Think about it. Ever since he started talking when he was one year old, which things haven't been shocking? And which incident hasn't happened in the entire continent? "

Countess nodded her head speechlessly and retorted powerlessly. "But what does this mean? It only means that our son is smart! Is it also a sin for a person to be too smart? "

" But. . . But don't you think that being smart is a little unbelievable? It even makes one's hair stand on end!" Count Walker said with a worried face.

"Maybe our son got the blessing of the goddess?" countess asked back.

"I hope so too. . . But. . . But don't you think it's strange for such a child to appear in a pure family like ours?" Count Walker paused for a moment, then smiled bitterly. To be honest, the actions of this son over the years, other than using the blessing of the goddess to explain, He could not find another good excuse. But would the goddess bless a commoner? Others might not know, but he knew very well about the prophecy of his family. If the family's prophecy for thousands of years was correct, he would be 100% sure. This was definitely an ominous omen.

"I know you have been blaming me for being ruthless all these years. . . " Count Walker continued. "You misunderstood me. After all, he is our son. Although I hate those from the lower races! If I had been a bit more ruthless, I would have waited until the day he was born. . . Why did I have to wait until today? "

Count Walker's meaning was very clear, so countess naturally understood what he meant.

"I can even give him an ordinary Lower Race to adopt, and then I can give them enough living expenses. . . But I don't! Even your father. . . My father-in-law repeatedly asked me to give this child to him, but I refused. . . Why? Because I need to observe for a period of time. Don't you think it's not strange for something like this to happen in our family?"

Countess nodded lightly. Her father wanted them to give Lee Xiang to him. She naturally knew that she and Count Walker's third son were given to him for nursing, but because her husband strongly opposed it. That was why she had been dragging it out. To be honest, she actually hoped that it would be like this. Because she believed that her father would treat this child well, and most importantly, her brother had yet to have an heir! This was definitely a rare opportunity for Lee Xiang. And her poor son not only had no chance to stay in Rinker family, but also had no chance. It was even very unsafe. There was also another important point, which one of them was more suitable for Lee Xiang. Not only was it the environment, but it was also the place far away from the Imperial Capital, a place where dragons and snakes mingled.

"Observe what? After so many years, you should have come to a conclusion, right?" countess asked softly. Although her tone was gentle, she already had a faint feeling of dissatisfaction.

"If he did not appear to be so smart from the start, I might have given him freedom a long time ago! Unfortunately. . . Sigh. He could only blame himself for revealing his edge prematurely. . . If he could endure for ten years. . . No, even five years. . . Things would not end like this! " Count Walker's answer was already very obvious. Of course, he could hear his wife's dissatisfaction. After so many years of husband and wife, there was no way to hide it from him.

"Do you want to treat him like this for the rest of his life?" countess was slightly shocked.

"It's just a proper restriction on his freedom. This is a good thing for him and our great Rinker family!" Count Walker corrected countess's words.

"What's the difference between this and putting him under house arrest? One should know that he hasn't taken half a step out of the Count's Mansion for more than ten years. This poor child hasn't even been able to travel the entire Count's Mansion. . . This is too unfair. . . " countess looked sad. "If you are still like this in the future, then I would rather send him to where my father is. . . "

" You can send him anywhere, but you cannot send him to father-in-law! " Count Walker smiled helplessly.

"Why? Isn't that the best place for him? Or are you unwilling? " countess was slightly shocked.

Count Walker shook his head and smiled bitterly. His wife was still not good at politics. There were many things that he did not understand. To him, where exactly was the most unsuitable place for him. If he asked him to send Lee Xiang to somewhere, there would be many complicated problems that would come one after another. He firmly believed in this point. Unfortunately, his wife would never understand that. And the most difficult part was that there were many things that he could not tell her openly, otherwise. . .

"Is it wrong for a person to be too smart? Or is it because he is a lowly Asian?" countess's tone unconsciously began to sound a little bad. "Don't forget, even so. I will never allow anyone to hurt him, no one. . . Isn't eighteen years enough? How many eighteen years can a person live? Enough. . . "

Count Walker felt a headache coming on. There were many times when he could reject anyone. He could be ruthless to anyone, but he could only reject them. His wife was an exception. He couldn't do it!

Count Walker let out a long sigh and hugged his wife. He gritted his teeth and said, "Actually, I don't feel good either, but I can't do anything about it. Because I have my reasons for doing this, because. . . For thousands of years, our Rinker family has a tradition passed down from generation to generation. A prophecy passed down from generation to generation. . . Three hundred years ago, a prophecy was successfully made, and Lee Xiang. . . Our son. . . Coincidentally, he approached another prophecy step by step. So for the family, as the patriarch, I will never allow this prophecy to become reality. . . "

Countess was slightly stunned. Then, she slowly moved closer to Count Walker's chest.

"What is it?"

Count Walker sighed helplessly again. A complicated look flashed across his eyes. If there was a third party present, they would definitely see that there was a hint of killing intent on his hesitant face.

Why?