The young people sitting in the back imagined the appearance of the angel ancestor with some admiration. Most of them were heroic women, and they had a hazy feeling about these legends.
Leo in front was also very helpless. He was already at the 26th rank in the inheritance. Is this blood relationship still useful?
My family is also helpless. Most of the people born are women, which is like a curse, so most of the talented ones are also women. In the end, even I have to choose this.
"Let's get in touch first and check their attitude. After all, we are all one family. Don't let the news spread out yet."
"Maybe we have other options."
Some younger and middle-aged men called back all the direct descendants who came to listen, and made decisions together with the four people sitting here.
"Ancestor Frederick seems to have quite a conflict with Him. It will probably be difficult to come back, and it will easily lead to disputes. How about making a deal with the Witch Church.
I have read the records of that year, and he was very unhappy afterwards. He was forced to disappear by the witches, and he must be extremely weak when he wakes up now.
Otherwise, why not come back? With his strength, it is easy for him to control the current family.
Why don't we sell it to the witches and let them help us find a weather warlock, and all the problems will be solved."
The other three people were all calculating the gains and losses. The expression on Leo's face was frozen, and his dark pupils looked directly at each other's eyes, which were similar to his own.
"Montmorrance, as long as you focus more on uniting the family cohesion, there is no need to go and conspire with that group of twisted people now.
People who actually join forces with others to scheme against their own family have ended up where we are today. Each of us should think about our own problems. If we hadn't been having problems, how could others have taken advantage of them?
You want to become a weather warlock, right? If you were so successful, we wouldn't be unable to do anything for hundreds of years, and others would take advantage of us."
Montmorrance just smiled faintly. His ancestor Frederick failed to be promoted to conqueror and almost died. In the end, he returned to the blood and fire and there was no news again. Maybe he would never come out in this life.
And the ancestor Leo XI on the opposite side is even more fierce. If he doesn't succeed, he will die. They can't let the position above them remain vacant. There are some things that they need to fight for.
The originally glorious Sauron family collapsed suddenly because of the lack of corresponding strength.
Once there is a weather warlock, there will be a second one. To restore glory always requires some sacrifices. Why can't everyone always agree on it?
"Leo, don't forget what you said, He has been expelled, otherwise you go and persuade Him to come back. What's wrong with witches? Aren't we still the same? I remember you still hesitated for a long time at that time."
"Don't argue about this. Let's discuss the business first. We must unite to face the fact that Hermione Evanna Sauron has returned."
Francois, who was relatively stable, acted as the peacemaker of the meeting, so as not to get involved in a fight between the two factions later. Leo also nodded.
"It seems that you have decided? I hope it won't happen again like the previous incident. We haven't lost many features."
Thick red flames covered the inside, and some young people who had not dispersed outside dispersed knowing that they would never hear anything again.
"Adnace, are you planning to serve in Uncle Eric's army?"
"Yes, there is no choice. The merits for promotion can be accumulated the fastest."
"Then I'll go too. It's very boring here. I face a bunch of people with ulterior motives every day."
The young red-haired heroic man and woman talked about their future plans. They would have to go sooner or later anyway. Being able to hear some of the family secrets proved that the family valued and cultivated them. The rest was earned through performance.
Turning around, there was a rather young red-haired girl standing at the window next to the stairs. Her pupils were dilated and she looked at the city ahead with some hesitation.
"Marcia Evana, who provoked you again? Do you want us to take it out on you?"
"I just didn't expect that there are still ancestors alive. I feel that this name is so heavy. From now on, you can just call me Marcia."
"Don't think too much. It has nothing to do with us. If the sky falls, the old guys inside will hold it up. Come over here and I'll explain to you how to play the role of an arsonist."
Adenas and Capet took Marcia down one by one. The tribesmen with their entourage below leaned there and looked at the rapiers in their hands. They were the young people who had just sat behind Montmorrance.
His fair face was somewhat calm, his slightly curly red hair was covered on both sides, and the white towel in his hand was carefully wiping the details of the sword hilt.
Seeing the three people coming down, he said indifferently, "Cape, don't forget which side you are on. You probably won't like any of them. Don't end up marrying a man."
"Oli, what does this have to do with you? I can do whatever I like."
Capet stabilized Adenas and Marcia, who were about to get angry, lest they accidentally agree to a private fight and suffer a big loss. Ollie obviously had some plans and preparations.
"You don't want to marry the princess, so you're trying to find love with us, right? No wonder they say that's all you have and they don't like you."
Adenas turned back and left a word to stop Marcia and Capet, who also wanted to say a few words, from leaving.
The family had previously planned to marry the Castilian royal family of Feneport, but as a result, Olly Sauron, who kept showing off his talents, was not attracted by Princess Louise at all, and the marriage was shelved in the end.
It's better to wait until you become an iron-blooded knight, at least it's better than this loser who only plots against his own people.
Ollie behind him stopped moving, the expression on his face disappeared, he inserted his sword back into the decorative armor next to him, and left with his entourage.
The hilt at the back broke and fell off. The patrolling maid was so frightened that she quickly went to clean it up. She had dark red hair and was also of Sauron family lineage.
Walking to the tree-lined path outside, Adenas looked at Capet, "You don't really like one of us, do you? The family won't agree. You'd better find a wife from a side clan."
The internal lines are already very far apart, which does not affect the fact that they can intermarry with each other, but this will not happen.
Due to some reasons, most of them will marry people from their sidelines. The reason is to try to maintain the bloodline and not violate taboos, except for certain necessary marriages with outsiders.
Cappe hurriedly denied it, saying that everyone basically grew up here together, so don't take yourself too seriously.
Adenas put her arms around Marcia's shoulders. The girl's appearance was much softer than her overly heroic and neutral face.
"It's Marcia Evana, I see you take good care of her."
Marcia hurriedly denied that she had known the truth of the sequence a long time ago, and she was depressed and had to accept these problems.
Kape knew that the other party was joking, but he still explained that he might die on the extraordinary road one day. He had never thought about this. Whatever the family arranged was what it was.
"Adnas, please stop talking nonsense. I'm worried that I will be beaten to death by Grandpa Leo or thrown into a remote place in a remote country."
"That's me. It's not impossible. It depends on your performance. You have to seize the opportunity before then."
The laughing people, the helpless people, and the somewhat sad people in between left the castle and returned to their usual places of life.
When Oli came out, he happened to see this scene and broke a green branch on one side, left from another road, and quickly caught up with his peers in front. He raised his face with a sneer.
