"The old king was just a lazy mediocre person, so his death was already destined, no matter who the murderer was."
"The new king is also a despicable man. He deceived Frost Riding Castle, deceived your grandfather, and deceived the gods."
"The origin of Blood Bay is real. It is a heavy piece of history, and it is a lesson that the people of Frost Riding Castle should remember."
"You are the future of Frost Riding Castle. You must work hard to make yourself stronger and always keep these things in mind."
"Now, let me repeat what I taught you again. It's best to add your own judgment."
The man said with a serious face, but the two children opposite him turned a deaf ear to this. One kept fiddling with the flames in the fireplace, and the other kept holding a stuffed toy.
These two children are the heirs of the Grand Duke of Frost Riding Castle and the future successors of Frost Riding Castle. However, they do not have the same feelings as their father, and they even dismiss those historical stories.
Times are different, and people's thoughts are also different. Onlookers can call this evolution, or they can call it a generation gap. But no matter what, the cold world is still cold, and the cruel reality is still cruel.
The man is the young man back then, now the Grand Duke of Frost Riding Castle. Pablo the Iron Hand, the maker of Blood Bay, is hostile to all principalities.
During the years he has been in power, Frost Riding Castle has been developing at the speed of light. It has transformed from a weak principality at the mercy of others to a neutral principality that stays out of trouble.
His methods are not as mature as King Augu, and they are not as sophisticated and smooth as Grand Duke Cisse. "Going your own way" is his motto, and "cutting off when necessary" is his favorite thing to do.
When his son was showing off his power in the Principality Academy, Pablo came in person and beat him half to death. He even bowed and saluted him, saying that he was derelict in his duties as a father.
His daughter's schoolwork gave the tutors a huge headache, because instead of hating other principalities, this little guy actually seemed to yearn for them.
Pablo sighed, constantly apologizing to his mentors while scolding his daughter. As the Grand Duke of Frost Riding Castle, how could he allow his descendants to commit such treachery?
The flames in the fireplace continued to sway, and a burnt smell gradually came into the room. The two little guys were slouching and reciting those historical stories.
The servants on the side shook their heads slightly, thinking that these two young masters were going to be unlucky again today, and they didn't know whether the Grand Duke wanted to make them stand for punishment or ground them for several days.
This is indeed the case. As Grand Duke Pablo listened, his brows gradually furrowed. He had heard these historical stories countless times, but no one dared to hesitate like this.
"Father, you'd better punish me directly. I've tried my best. What do these old-fashioned things have to do with me?"
The little girl hugged the stuffed toy and shouted unhappily. She didn't like these things, and she had never hated the Principality of Xisai or King Ogu.
In her opinion, the life in Frost Riding Castle is very bad. There is neither the flower season described in the book, nor the streams and emerald green forests.
Although Frost Riding Castle is her home, she yearns for other principalities more. Because it is too depressing here, and everyone is living for the so-called "hope".
What is hope? It is the first wish in people's hearts. The little girl really wants to go to other principalities and see with her own eyes what the Principality of Floy looks like.
She yearns for flowers, for the warm sunshine, for looking up at the stars on the grass, for beautiful dresses, and for the night market she has never visited before.
Frost Riding Castle is good at everything, people respect her very much, and the ministers regard her as the apple of their eye. But she is not happy, and does not want to stay in this cold place all her life.
She likes to listen to the bard's stories, like to imagine the colorful sky, and likes to be able to laugh out loud at any time without having to worry about the cold wind getting into her throat.
The grudges of the older generation have passed, and life is preparing for tomorrow. The little girl raised her head stubbornly, her eyes clear and simple.
"Useless things, these are the shame of our Frost Riding Castle. If you don't like it, go out and don't interrupt my thoughts." The little boy glared angrily, with a bit of Grand Duke Pablo's expression between his brows.
He is the only male heir of Frost Riding Castle, and he is recognized as a future star. Although the little guy is still very immature, he also exudes a bit of the aura of a superior person.
After years of exposure, the seeds of hatred in his heart have already taken root and sprouted. Now, except that his mind is not yet sound, he is no less than his father Pablo.
Although his voice was a little stumbling, and the order of explanation was even more confusing. However, the little boy actually told all the history of Frost Riding Castle.
Whether it’s my grandfather’s regret, or my father’s broken hand. Whether it’s the killing of the Principality of Xisai, or the treachery of King Naogu.
As he spoke, he actually took out a dagger and stabbed it into his shoulder amidst the screams of the servants. Blood spurted out. The little boy gritted his teeth and looked at the Grand Duke Pablo with a look of enthusiasm.<
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Crazy laughter echoed in the wind and snow. While bandaging the wound, the servant quietly called the mother. Because only that adult could suppress this crazy father-son feeling.
Pablo turned a deaf ear to these things, only smiled and nodded, and then pulled his son out of the room. The snowy words were still slowly drifting away, and the temperature was extremely cold.
Grand Duke Pablo casually untied his leather robe and gently wrapped it around his son. The two figures faced the sun and stood still.
"Father, I need to be cold to remember the history. It is wrong for you to do this, and it is also a dereliction of duty as the Grand Duke of Frost Riding Castle."
The little boy looked at the open space in the courtyard, or rather at the two figures standing in the open space. He immediately wanted to take off his leather robe, but his hand was held by someone.
"Child, one must learn to act within one's ability. I recognize your courage, but I don't like your recklessness. Remember, our Frostrider Castle will never need a fool."
Pablo patted his son's little head, but did not let him return to the house. The father and son just stood in the wind and snow, enduring the severe cold while keeping history in mind.
As for the little girl, she climbed onto the big bed at some point. The servants brought out pastries, and the aroma of milk tea filled the room.
She looked at her father and brother, and then slowly opened a novel. If Rikka were here, she would definitely applaud.
"Miss, why don't you go and persuade them? It's very cold outside today, so don't get sick." The servant squatted beside the bed and said with a smile.
"Persuade? How to persuade? Since they want to do that, let them do it. I am not interested in fighting and killing. Why doesn't mother take action?"
The little girl grinned when she heard this, and then replied with a look of disdain. In her opinion, her father was a stubborn old man who refused to change his ways, and her brother was not far behind.
The novel has turned another page, and what it describes is the relationship between lovers. The little girl's eyes are shining, and she is carefully considering it. At the same time, a ray of fighting spirit is approaching at a very fast speed.