"Don't talk about me anymore. Comparing me to me is meaningless. You will understand this later. What you need to figure out now is why, besides me, would anyone else run in front of you?"

Ren was obviously not the kind of person who didn't understand things. Seeing that I changed the topic, he suppressed his curiosity and said sincerely, "Please give me some advice from the monitor! I will keep this kindness in my heart!"

"Hey, don't be like this. We are classmates. It's normal to help each other. And I'm just expressing my own opinions. I don't know if I can help you."

Without waiting for his reply, I continued: "Bloodline is indeed very important to our vampire family, but if you want to become stronger, relying on bloodline alone is not enough. Apart from anything else, Instructor Reinhardt, you always

You know, his bloodline is only earl level at best, but his strength has entered the top ten in the comprehensive strength rankings, what does this prove?"

"This proves that besides blood, there are many factors that can determine your strength!"

"I won't go into too much detail. I'll just talk about you personally. But to be honest, I don't know you very well. Don't worry if I'm wrong."

"Of course hard work is important, but it is not a factor that restricts you from becoming stronger. I can still see your usual efforts. I think your problem may lie in the choice of goals. You care too much about the rules at home.

I just want to pass the knight assessment and keep my status..."

When he said this, Renn looked like he was gritting his teeth, a bit like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

"Since you don't like to hear it, I'd better not say it, so as not to hurt the harmony."

After being stunned for a moment, Ren gritted his teeth and said, "Monitor! Please continue talking!"

After smiling, I continued: "There is nothing wrong with this goal in itself. If you can enjoy it, it will still be a good goal, but you obviously don't. Am I right?"

"..."

"Why are you obsessed with this noble status? Even if you successfully keep it, your status in the family will not be improved at all in the future, right? However, this will greatly limit your development. When this goal is achieved, when

When you find that the benefits it brings are not as many as you imagined, what do you think and do? I only know that many people will choose to escape when faced with this kind of thing, and will use wine and sex to numb themselves, and finally become

Useless person."

After being silent for a while, Renn finally said: "Squad leader... you are destined to get the title of earl. It's impossible for you to understand..."

Shrugging my shoulders, I said nonchalantly: "Yes, I really don't understand. What's the point of being obsessed with the name 'son of an earl' which has no sense of existence? Why can't you set your goals higher? For example, join

You have been in the army and worked hard to obtain a title. Even if you try your best and only get a baron title, it will be much better than you are now, right? By then, people in the family will never dare to look down on you. I would like to ask again, what is your eldership?

Has my brother obtained the title?"

"No……"

I just smiled and said nothing, but Ren's expression became more complicated.

"Oh, by the way, let me tell you one more thing. I will not serve His Majesty the Prince like Earl Raymond and others. After all, my father's relationship with him is not very good."

"Finally, it's not a big deal even if you fail to pass the knight test. You don't need that kind of false reputation. If you can't, just come and hang out with me. You can keep it better than you are now."

"Okay, it's getting late. I've said all that needs to be said. Think about it carefully on your way back to school. If you don't leave, the instructor will get mad!"

After I finished speaking, I didn’t wait for his answer and went straight to my carriage.

We didn’t talk much on the way, so I asked Kester if he usually went out with his father to socialize, so as not to bump into him on Sundays.

The answer is of course no, and he also said a few more words about this. I then learned that only the eldest son is usually qualified to accompany him to important occasions, so there is no problem for other students to meet by chance.

After returning to the academy, Ren came over again.

I thought he had figured it out, but it turned out not to be the case, and he even sent me a good guy card...

In the end, we went back to our respective homes to find our mothers. Although it was much earlier than the scheduled school time, the instructor happily let us go.

When I think about going home, I feel like my head is pounding - how can I explain to my dad that I fainted in the morning?

Pretend that nothing happened and say nothing?

No, there’s no way dad doesn’t know about that. Even if the instructor doesn’t tell you, Youmu will definitely sell me out. So it’s better to confess directly and maybe get leniency...

Or, use other things to divert his attention?

…

Until the carriage stopped in the courtyard, I still couldn't think of an effective way to get around that matter, so I finally chose to confess to him.

By the way, what on earth am I worried about! What is there to worry about? At most, I will be scolded by my father for a few times, as if the consequences will be serious...

Indeed, my father loves me so much, how could he criticize me too much?

When I thought about it, I immediately felt much more relaxed, so I opened the car door and walked out.

I had been thinking blindly before so I didn't pay attention to what was going on outside. Only after I stepped half way out the door did I realize that the atmosphere around me was indescribably depressing!

Before I could react, in an instant, my world was surrounded by darkness.

Dark but warm!

Feeling the strength of trying my best but being cautious, feeling the trembling that was as subtle but as bright as the sun and stars, at this moment, I finally knew what I was struggling with before - I didn't want my dad to worry about me!

And I also understand that no matter how hard I try, it's useless. As long as something like that happens, as long as my dad knows about it, there's no way he won't worry about it!

I thought I should say something, but I couldn't say a word after opening my mouth for a long time.

What can I say?

Tell him not to worry? Promise there won’t be a next time?

I have broken up and reorganized these words countless times in my mind, but when the words came to my mouth, none of them came out successfully. They were all too weak.

Just like that, Dad didn't say anything, and I didn't know what to say, so we stayed like this for a long, long time...

It wasn't until a ray of light appeared on the horizon that my father relaxed his grip on his hands, smiled as always, and said to me in a relaxed and cheerful tone: "My dear son! It's getting late. Father, let's take you to dinner!"

Seeing him like this, I felt indescribably uncomfortable. Not only could I not respond with a smile, but I almost felt like crying. I had to bury my face in his arms again.

When I did this, my father suddenly panicked and apologized hurriedly: "Oh, Michu! Good son! It's my father's fault! I shouldn't make such a fuss! Don't take this matter to your heart!..."

After being comforted for a few minutes, I calmed down and said, "Dad..."

"Yeah! You say it! I'm listening!" He immediately agreed.

"I will stay with you all day tomorrow!"

"Ah?" He looked confused and obviously didn't react.

"Okay, it seems you don't want to, so just pretend I didn't say anything."

I shook off his hand and walked back into the house without looking back.

"Eh? No, no! My good son! Of course my father is willing..."
Chapter completed!