Chapter 287 Chapter 81 Request
Miss Chrisis saw the girl’s big eyes looking up, and after a moment’s hesitation, she walked up to her and said softly,
“Miss Verafia, this Blade is the second son of the Marquis’s eldest brother, that is, the son of Young Master’s uncle. In fact, they didn’t get along well since they were young, and now it’s even worse… The reason, I think you can guess.”
Verafia raised her exquisite face, her scorching gold eyes looking at the nun. She fiddled with a strand of her hair that had fallen down, looking confused, “Reason? Could it be that this Ig fellow and this person have a particularly serious conflict?”
“It seems you don’t know the rules of our human society… But ultimately, it’s just a matter of power distribution.”
Chrisis smiled wryly at Miss Phoenix, who was powerful yet appeared quite simple-minded, and then patiently explained:
“Does Miss Verafia know the history of our humans? After the Era of Chaos, humans gradually spread their footsteps across the entire continent, and under the influence of the Elf nobles, they also established a united tribal nation… and through continuous development, it evolved to the previous level: the highest monarch enfeebles his land to his subordinates, ruling the kingdom through their loyalty.”
Chrisis tilted her head slightly, her cheeks bathed in the faint radiance emanating from her staff, which subtly refracted onto the emerald embellishment hanging on her chest, and she seemed to smile mockingly:
“And the succession of lordly authority… Miss Verafia, to tell you the truth, although we do not possess the naturally noble and powerful bloodline like you and Miss Ophi, in human society, a noble title, while not giving them more power, allows those who possess this title to completely override others of the same kind… For this reason, it is very common for even biological brothers and father and son to become enemies.”
Verafia blinked her eyes. She hadn’t expected that Chrisis would explain from the beginning for a question she had merely pretended to ask to conceal her identity… But, do religious academies teach this now?
Verafia asked with her big eyes raised.
“You mean, Ig and this Blade fellow became enemies because of their family’s ‘noble title’?”
“You are correct.”
Chrisis said, “As far as I know, it’s not just Young Master and Blade’s generation… Unlike most family inheritance laws, the Schlöffen family does not practice primogeniture, but determines the right of inheritance through a specific ‘assessment’ upon reaching adulthood, and Blade’s father, the current Viscount Canteg, was precisely defeated by the Marquis.”
Verafia nodded. She knew a thing or two about what Chrisis said.
Before the Demon Race War broke out, when she met Eggesti, he was about the same age as Ig, and although he was a noble, he was in a state of severe injury and was expelled.
It wasn’t until Eggesti studied sword techniques by her side for a while, returned, and defeated Canteg, that he regained his inheritance rights… Verafia remembered that she had also contributed a great deal to it.
“I see…”
Verafia suddenly turned her delicate face again, her big eyes looking at the black-haired young man and the young knight facing each other, with a worried expression.
“However, this Blade also mentioned the ‘assessment’ just now. From his tone… could it be that this Blade wants to use this to trouble Ig?”
“Most likely. Young Master suddenly left Lorinc a year ago. Although I don’t know the internal reasons, there must have been pressure from Blade’s father, the clan meeting, or even the previous clan leader, forcing the Marquis to compromise.”
Chrisis’s voice also carried a hint of worry. The silver-robed nun’s gaze swept over the young man’s figure and looked further into the distance:
“Although Viscount Zeller has remained obedient since the Marquis ascended to the Saint Rank and inherited the position of clan leader, now, besides Young Master, the Marquis’s only descendant is Miss Shiel, who was betrothed to him in the womb more than ten years ago. This makes it difficult for them not to harbor ambitions of regaining clan power.”
“So that’s how it is… No wonder this guy has been deliberately provoking trouble.”
Verafia nodded as if she understood. What Chrisis said was similar to what she had guessed earlier. Verafia had experienced Eggesti’s youth and knew the former Schlöffen clan leader’s favoritism towards the eldest son.
And before meeting her, with Ig’s pathetic appearance, he clearly had no chance of passing the corresponding assessment, not even the most basic one… In this case, Ig’s identity as a member of the Schlöffen family would be stripped away.
Therefore, it was understandable that Marquis Mays had taken Ig out under the guise of “traveling” more than half a year ago, temporarily avoiding the trial that Ig had to undergo.
However, Ig had already left back then, so why did he run back at this time, this guy…
Thinking of this, the girl’s radiant gold eyes flowed with brilliance, and she chuckled softly in her heart.
However, Miss Verafia seemed to suddenly realize something, raised her delicate eyebrows, and said angrily, “Wait, this guy tricked me into his house, he’s not trying to get free services from me, is he!”
Chrisis turned slightly, and under the faint holy radiance, her pale blue eyes, as clear as gems, looked at Verafia and said earnestly.
“Miss Verafia, although this is my first time meeting you… and I don’t quite know your relationship with Young Master, but, may I ask you to help Young Master more… at least, guarantee Young Master’s safety.”
“Ah, you mean this… Wait, isn’t this Ig fellow the only son of a Saint-level? Wouldn’t his life be in danger in his own home?”
“After all, the Marquis also has many things he cannot do… Even if these people don’t dare openly, who can guarantee that they won’t cause trouble in secret?”
Chrisis looked at her staff again, then looked up at the girl and pleaded, “Miss Verafia, you are a noble Phoenix, and I am just a nun, unable to help Young Master much, so, could you please…”
“Mmm, since you’ve said so… Hmph, Ig is this young lady’s attendant, by rights, I should protect him!”
Verafia fiddled with a strand of smooth, beautiful hair and complained, looking distressed, “However, if this guy is really plotting against this young lady, how should I punish him…”
Seeing the girl like this, Chrisis smiled slightly on her beautiful face, her eyes glanced at her staff again, and the pure and translucent holy light gem rippled with the flawless radiance symbolizing sacredness.
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This section actually took up a whole chapter…..
