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Chapter 3 Changes

The ceiling is hung with golden chandeliers, and there are rows of cross-woods with strange patterns. The front is a large marble-carved fireplace. The walls are hung a few meters away from the fireplace. The ground is covered with black carpets.

In front of the fireplace is a long table with white tablecloths on it, candle holders, and vases for flowers. Of course, the most important thing is to prepare breakfast.

Seeing Charon coming in, the waiting maid said hello and bent down to salute.

Originally, the matter of accompanying to dinner should have been carried out by a personal maid, but out of prejudice against Bonnie, the predecessor deliberately changed to the person on the original manor.

In fact, regardless of age or appearance, this maid is not as advantageous as Bonnie, and her predecessor is also persistent enough.

Of course, he didn't care much about these things, he just sighed for a moment, and then raised his hand to grab the maid's wrist.

"Master Charon?" the maid exclaimed, her face flushed with shame. She didn't know whether to accept her fate or refuse to accept her fate.

It turns out that the maid was just thinking too much, and Charon mainly wanted to stop her movements.

In my memory, when the other party leaned over to put his napkins on, he had fallen over several times when he was unstable.

As a straight man in steel, he could not accept such poor acting skills and could not be interested in such a lucky person.

"I'll do it myself."

"Yes, Master Charon."

Aware of Charon's coldness, the maid handed out the napkin in her hand in great disappointment and opened the cover for the former.

A large piece of cooked steak was placed on a white porcelain plate, and the rich fragrance came to the nose. Another plate next to it also included egg ham and a few white bread.

It seems that the breakfast portion is a bit too much, but even if you eat it all, you only feel 70% full. Perhaps because of the reason why you have exercised, this new body has a big appetite.

Almost halfway through the meal, Butler Wall walked in from the corridor, waved his hand to the maid who wanted to salute and greet him, and stood near the dining table by himself.

Charon turned his head and looked at the other party who bowed slightly. His heart moved slightly. There should be something important, otherwise the other party would not have been waiting here.

Could it be that the mastermind behind the scenes found?

Following the habit of not speaking during meals, he suppressed the urge to open his mouth to inquire and just quietly accelerated.

Seeing that he finished eating and picked up a napkin to wipe the corner of his mouth, the old butler said, "Master Charon, how is his memory recovering today?"

"It's basically nothing serious, I'm not dizzy anymore." Charon put down the folded napkin.

Since he woke up and couldn't remember the housekeeper for a while, and then tried to escape, Dr. Steve believed that he had a certain degree of memory disorder due to poisoning and head injuries.

This also gave him a buffering opportunity, and occasionally some abnormal actions were not suspected by others.

"Young Master, the children of the nobles who were involved in the attack that day have been sent to prison in the city. After being tortured, Conelson, who attacked you, has confessed to his friends who encouraged him. When we looked for it last night, the man was already silenced."

"The ones who have the courage and ability to do this are either the institution lurking here by the enemy country, or the Montgomery family with gaps with our Del, and the former royal family also have motives."

Butler Wall reported on his own situation and observed his young master's expression. The latter did not panic as easily as usual, but just frowned slightly, as if after this disaster of life and death, he had undergone an essential transformation.

"The head of the family already knows what's going on here. He asks you to continue to stay here and is willing to strictly supervise your knight training."

Hearing this, Charon's eyes flashed slightly. He had not trained himself for a long time. During the rest of the past two days, he was thinking about how to find excuses to train so that he would not appear too abrupt.

Unexpectedly, when someone was about to doze, someone gave him a pillow, which was a surprise.

"Then I'll go to train later."

Housekeeper Wall was extremely surprised to see that he nodded in agreement without hesitation and did not show his previous irresistibility.

The second young master had been assassinated several times before, and even almost died, but no matter how excited he was, his essence had not changed. Unexpectedly, this time he was just poisoned and fainted, but he was developing in a good direction.

The young master with a talented and extremely excellent in all aspects is here. The Del family actually has little demands on this person. As long as it does not become a burden and has a motivated heart.

If the Second Young Master was not popular for three minutes this time, I guess the head of the family would be very pleased.

When the old butler was thinking so, Charon had already left the hall.

When he returned to his bedroom, Charon opened the wardrobe immediately and found the neatly arranged chain mail in the innermost part.

In fact, he also has a set of special armor, but his predecessor thought he was basically used in Winter City, so he stayed in his hometown in the south.

He changed into a noble and restrained golden black suit, put on a chain mail, weighing about a dozen kilograms, and then changed into a pair of knight boots.

"By the way, there is also this knight sword!"

He walked towards the wooden table, picked up the sword weapon that was standing horizontally on the shelf, and that day he was holding it to escape.

Although the Del family is a top family in the Federation, its family style is different from other families and its pursuit of simplicity.

Therefore, neither the hilt nor the scabbard are decorated too much, and it looks no different from the standard weapons used by ordinary people.

In fact, this sword was free from the hands of a well-known blacksmith in the south. The steel texture was much tougher and sharper than that of ordinary swords. He still clearly remembered the cold luster he saw when he pulled it out last time.

"Master, are you going to the exercise ground?"

As soon as I opened the door, I met Bonnie, a maid who was about to come over to clean the room.

"That's right."

Charon's eyes flashed over her forehead, which was blowing a sweat bead, and faced the other person's eyes, and replied: "Can you prepare some pastries for me after you finish the work you have on hand?"

Seeing the maid nodding and agreeing, he thanked him and walked past the other party.

Looking at the figure disappearing in the corridor, Bonnie was stunned for a long time, but she still didn't believe in the previous scene.

The master used to ask for it coldly, and his tone was very impatient. Now he is so gentle and even thanks me...

Charon didn't know that he had troubled his maid again, so he quickly walked out of the building where he lived, followed the stone road surrounded by green grass, and entered the exercise field surrounded by walls.

Compared with the site on the family castle, the area here is not large, only about 2,000 square meters.

The ground of the training ground is dark brown and solid, and there are hammers and rocks for training strength placed next to the wall. There are ordinary equipment such as bows and arrows, iron spears, javelins and other wooden frames on the wall. Obstacles such as trenches and low walls have been specially built.

"The Del family rose in the war, and force is the guarantee of our survival."

"You may not have talent, but you must not work hard, and you must not have a sense of crisis!"

"I have practiced for a month, and I can't even hold the sword firmly yet. You have this little chance?"

"Bastard! You're a complete coward! Do you want the Del family to be a laughing stock?!"

“…”

Charon walked towards the central clearing, and many illusions sounded in his ears, and he could vaguely see the cold and stern man standing in front of him.

He took a deep breath, lifted the knight's sword in front of him, held the hilt and slowly pulled it out.
Chapter completed!
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