Chapter 374 Returning to Hometown

It stands to reason that he has already left the family, so he should not return to Sirt's territory, but Felin is not here to answer his doubts... but for his father.

After the banquet, Sir Sirt not only talked about the person in the painting, but also seemed very emotional, saying that the family existed because of her kindness, but the grandfather's generation failed her kindness. Ferlin couldn't understand these words at the time, but his father's expression was still fresh in his memory - it was a kind of regret for what his grandfather had done.

Since it is a pity, will there be a chance to make up for it? Perhaps the woman I saw was the descendant of the family founder.

After all, he left the family because he didn't want to be separated from Irene. As the eldest son, the family couldn't accept him officially marrying a commoner as his wife. It's just that the choices of the two parties are different, and it's not that the Sirts are sorry for themselves.

After marrying Irene, although Sir Sirt didn't visit him once, his mother sent some daily necessities and a letter, telling his father that he had forgiven him.

It was for these reasons that Fei Lin made the decision to bring news to his family.

Due to the influence of the Demon Moon, the number of ships traveling between the two places has been greatly reduced. It took him three days to wait for the merchant ship from the fortress. Including the unloading and counting time, it was a week after he arrived at Longsong Fortress.

Walking down the pier, Filin immediately felt the desertedness of the city. The snow on the ground was already ankle high. Except for some footprints of different shades left in a few alleys, the snow on the streets was flat, indicating that no one had passed by for a long time. up. Compared to Border Town where people come and go, it's hard to believe that this is the largest city in the Western Territory.

The Sylt family's territory is just to the north of the fortress, and it is a village with nearly 2,000 acres of land. Even the fortress is like this, and the village is even more unbearable. Walking along the carriage ruts to the mansion, you can see some dead hungry people along the way-the heavy snow that begins to fall early in autumn will catch most poor people off guard, neither food nor firewood is stored enough, half of them may have Can't last until next spring. Originally, this was a very normal phenomenon in Xie Yue, but Feilin couldn't get used to it.

Passing through several sparse wooden houses, Feilin returned to his doorstep after many years.

The iron gate of the yard was closed tightly, and the front yard was covered with snow, but several stone roads were cleared out. Obviously, someone in the family was still taking care of the manor.

He patted the iron gate vigorously, and after a while, two guards walked out of the mansion, and one of them quickly recognized Feilin's identity, and said with a surprised expression, "You, you are... the young master."

"I want to see Sir Sylt," Ferring said calmly.

Although everyone in the mansion knew that Lixiao Chenguang had severed ties with the family, after all, it was a matter between the nobles, and the guards did not dare to make their own claims. The two quickly opened the iron gate, and one led him to wait in the hall, while the other asked him. Steward's notification.

Feilin didn't expect that the first person to rush over was his younger brother, Miso Sylt.

"You don't belong here anymore, why do you want to come back?" He frowned and sized up his brother, "Did you come here? Where's your servant?"

"I'm no longer a knight," Ferlin smiled. "Of course I won't have followers."

"Ah, I almost forgot. You were beaten to death by the prince of Border Town and became his prisoner. He let you back?" Misuo snorted, "Is there no money for the winter? I can give you some, Then you can leave on your own initiative."

The other party's attitude made Fei Lin sigh. It's not difficult for him to have such a reaction - Miso Sylt has now become the first heir of the family, so naturally he doesn't want to come back again, so as not to cause complications.

"I didn't come here to get money, and I have no intention of competing with you for the position of successor," Li Xiaochen said in a deep voice, "His Royal Highness hired me as a mentor, and I am very satisfied with my current life."

"Teacher?" Mi Suo was stunned, "Why don't I remember that you still have such a high level of knowledge that you can teach other nobles?"

"Not to teach the nobles, but to teach the common people to read and write."

"Teach the common people..." He sneered, "The lies you made up are really getting more and more interesting. Could it be that commoner's wife who made you lose your mind?"

"Enough!" There was a low shout from behind, and Misso trembled suddenly. Ferring followed the sound and found that the person who came was his father, Sir Silt. "Ms. Irene is not inferior to nobles, all she lacks is an identity, and it would be impolite for you to continue talking."

"Father!" Mi Suokang said.

The Jazz ignored his second son, "I heard from the guard, do you have any news for me?"

"Yes." Ferrin saluted.

"Then come to my study."

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Ferlin followed his father to the study room on the second floor of the mansion. When he passed the hall, he took the opportunity to glance at the wall with portraits in the hall, and the blue-haired woman appeared in front of his eyes again—it was almost the same as the person he saw in the convenience market. exactly the same. And different from other portraits, the color of this painting is extraordinarily bright, and the details are much more delicate, even the tear mole at the corner of the eye is clearly identifiable.

Entering the study, Jazz spoke first, "I saw your wife during the autumn theater performance. She looks very good, and her acting skills are not eclipsed in front of Miss May. It seems that you are doing well."

Feilin suddenly felt his eyes heat up. He didn't expect his father to mention this first. After a moment of silence, he nodded and said, "Yes, we have our own residence in Border Town, and we plan to have a child after the evil month ends this year."

"That's good." Sirt took a sip of tea slowly, "It should be very difficult to come here from Border Town now, what news do you want to share?"

At dawn, Chen Guang restrained his emotions, "I met a woman in the small town, she looks exactly like the person in the portrait in the hall."

Jazz shook his hand and almost knocked over the teacup. He raised his head and widened his eyes, "What did you say?"

"Rare blue hair and good looks, I'm sure I'm not mistaken," Feilin said, "Could she be a descendant of the person in the painting?"

"Impossible! That person is—" He paused, then shook his head and said, "She can't have offspring."

"Is...is that so?" Ferlin lowered his head, "Then maybe I made a mistake."

"You came all the way to Longsong Fortress just for this matter?"

"Yes, because I recall that you once... expressed regret."

Sir Sirt lowered his head and thought for a while, "Really?"

"Except for the slight difference in the length of the hair..." Ferlin thought about it, "the rest are exactly the same. You know, from birth to now, I have only seen this hair color in portraits, so I will pay more attention to it."

"She can't be that man's descendant," he hesitated, "but she might be the man in the painting himself."

What his father said made Feilin hardly believe his ears. This thought was even more unbelievable than he imagined. "Per se? You mean...she has lived for more than four hundred years?"

"I didn't want to tell you this," he said, standing up. "She's a witch. Since she's a witch, anything can happen. Come with me."

"Where are you going?"

"In the basement, I have something I want to show you," the Duke said word by word, "It comes from the inheritance of the ancestors, and it is also a "relic" left by her. "

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