Aaron Sotos sat at his desk and wrote in Chinese the secrets he had gained over the past few days:
[The first stage: the non-burning person - breathing method, meditation method, non-burning ritual]
[Speculation: Use the same methods as ascetics to hone yourself and awaken the spirituality of darkness?]
[Second stage: Son of Burning (middle level of the religious order), there is no way to practice yet]
[The third stage: Dark Chaser (representative figure, high priest, senior leader of the religious order)]
These are all pieces of content that he pieced together through eavesdropping and peeking in Black Sun Town, and they should generally be close to the truth.
It took a lot of time to do this, but Aaron felt it was completely worth it.
He paused and continued writing:
[Judging from various clues and traces, the high priest must have a conspiracy, perhaps to use the unburned as a sacrifice, or... it is related to the 'solar eclipse ceremony' and great achievements...]
After writing this, Aaron let out a long breath: "In that crazy world, how could there be a saint? The so-called savior is probably just a lie!"
He could fully imagine how desperate those scavengers would be when the mystery was revealed.
Aaron put away his notebook, stood up, came to the edge of the window, exhaled a breath, and it immediately turned into frost.
At this time, the manor was covered in silver, and it was obviously snowing heavily.
He rarely put on his cloak and walked out of the villa, leaving a long string of footprints on the snow.
'I have already explored the cultivation method of the Unburnt One, maybe I can try it... to awaken my own spirituality...'
While Aaron was thinking, he grabbed a handful of snow and shaped it into a snowball.
"grown ups!"
At this moment, a fat young man wearing a gray academic uniform ran over quickly with a letter in his hand, his face flushed.
"What's the matter, my Maester Albert?"
Aaron asked with a smile.
This is a student recommended by the castle's bachelor. He is the second son of a knight family. He has studied grammar and etiquette for ten years, and is also proficient in herbal medicine. He now serves as the bachelor of the Blackstone Territory and the steward of the manor.
"Huhu..."
Albert was not strong, just puffy. He was panting at this time: "Letter from Fort Sotos, Mrs. Sylvie is pregnant."
"This is a good thing."
Aaron said along and suddenly felt something was wrong: "When did you get pregnant?"
"Calculated by month, it is the month of the wedding." Albert replied.
"Oh, that's no problem."
Aaron nodded.
He has strict control over his subordinates, and no one has offended Sylvie, so there is a 90% certainty that he is Colin's blood, not the blood of those thugs.
But what Colin himself thinks is worth pondering.
Moreover, there is also Lady Sonia in the castle who is worried about the world being in chaos, so the scene must be very lively...
…
Sotos Castle.
"Have you heard? Mrs. Sylvie is pregnant..."
"This is truly the blessing of the green emerald!"
"I heard from the bachelor's servant that the lady's pregnancy was a bit strange... maybe she was conceived on the way to being snatched away."
"Do you want to die? Let the Winter Forest Wolf capture you. You dare to say such things!"
A group of servants gathered together, whispering, and suddenly saw something and scattered like frightened birds and beasts.
On top of the high wall, Colin, dressed as an aristocrat, looked at this place from the window, his face ashen.
Originally, he was very happy to hear the news that his wife was pregnant, but at some point, some rumors began to spread within the castle.
This made Colin's heart feel like a knife. After all, he knew the fact that his bride was unfaithful on their wedding night. Fortunately, the Green Forest people didn't care much about it.
But this kind of rumor made him intolerable!
"Don't be angry, don't be angry!"
"I know very well that there is a trap by Mrs. Sonia here. It is very likely that she took the initiative to spread it. I cannot step into the trap..."
Colin took a deep breath, but when he returned to the room and looked at Sylvie Davis who was doing embroidery, especially when her lower abdomen was already somewhat sizable, the unknown fire still came out.
Sylvie had a smile on her face, with a maternal glow. She looked up and saw Colin's expression, and couldn't help but be startled: "Dear, what's wrong with you?"
"Aaron...what kind of person do you think my brother Aaron is?" Colin suppressed the anger in his heart and asked tentatively.
"Your brother, Aaron... is a very contradictory person, both cruel and gentle."
Sylvie couldn't help but said that although she knew it was the other party who breached the castle, it was undeniable that the other party ordered the soldiers to stop the atrocities.
Moreover, he was quite polite to her during the time when he was kidnapped.
It can be said that if it were not for the other party, she might have died in the castle long ago and would not have the life she has now.
When it comes to Aaron, Sylvie's views are complicated.
"Gentleman? Gentleman!"
Colin, however, was like an enraged lion. He suddenly picked up the clay pot on the table and threw it to the ground.
Snap!
Ceramic shards splashed and clear water flowed all over the floor, half reflecting Sylvie's pale face: "You...what are you doing?"
"Tell me, whose seed is it in your belly?"
Colin's eyes were red, he was breathing heavily, and almost wanted to draw his sword and point it at Sylvie.
"Swear by our common faith, Colin, this is your bloodline."
Sylvie murmured and suddenly understood something: "Aaron...he didn't do anything to me."
But I don’t know that this kind of thing always gets darker and darker.
When Colin heard this name, he was so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
"Ahhh!"
He screamed wildly and overturned the table.
During the fierce quarrel, Sylvie's stubborn and sad voice came out: "If you don't believe it, I heard that the scented tea prepared by the bachelor in the castle is very effective, you can try it and kill your own child with your own hands...
"
…
Bang!
Ginny frowned as she listened to the noise that could be heard even from a distance, and then she lifted the tea cup like a lady and took a sip.
Beside her, Mrs. Sonia proudly said to her daughter: "You see... Colin is an idiot. He just can't find the facts that anyone with eyesight can find. In other words, he deliberately tortures himself. All of this is...
It stems from his jealousy and fear of that person! My daughter, remember that jealousy and fear can destroy a person more powerfully than a sword!"
"Will Colin really order the maester to prepare abortion tea?" Ginny asked with some worry.
"Won't!"
Mrs. Sonia answered very confidently: "Colin is not that decisive. Moreover, the Earl knows everything, and he will not let Colin be like this..."
Suddenly, the woman smiled like a fox: "The earl urgently needs a child who mixes the direct bloodlines of both sides to consolidate his rule. Even if the rumors are true, it doesn't matter. After all, they are all his grandsons, his
Bloodline..."
"If this child is gone, everyone will be happy. If he is born, it will be equivalent to reminding Colin of today's events every moment and uncovering his scars of shame. What do you think will happen if this goes on for a long time?"
