Flowers, Swords and France

After talking to the Marchioness for a while, Charles fell into a strange mood, as if he had no interest in getting entangled with this family anymore. Then, seeing that time had almost passed, he said goodbye directly to his master.

The Marquis made no attempt to stay, and bid him farewell politely and coldly. Although his humility before made the Marquis family feel that he was pretty good, his final performance still left them with a "defiant" impression - of course, Charles didn't particularly care about this.

However, Albert was also surprised by his performance.

On the way the two people left, Albert looked at Charles, who had been silent as if he had something on his mind, and couldn't help but ask. "Char, why did you lose your temper like that just now? What happened?"

"Ah, it's nothing." Charles replied in a low voice.

...Seeing Charles behave like this, Albert had no choice but to put his doubts back into his heart and continue to follow the silent Charles.

The weather has been relatively clear recently, so the moonlight was very bright at night, illuminating the road. Under the leadership of the servant, Charles and Albert walked to the stable, and then the servant called over the coachman who had been resting. "No, we are going to another place." Charles, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, his tone unexpectedly serious, "Is there a small manor called Zeger a few miles to the southwest? If so. Say. Take us there, I have something to do.”

"Sir, I know this!" the coachman shouted as soon as he heard this, "It's not very far from here. I'll take you there right away."

"Okay. Thank you." Ciel nodded.

Then, the carriage started running again, and the two young men in the carriage looked out the window quietly. No one spoke for a while, only the sound of horse hooves echoed in the woods on both sides. The moonlight outside the window was so bright that the entire ground was almost dyed silvery white. As the carriage moved forward, the entire countryside came into their eyes. If they were just there for fun, this would be an excellent visiting experience.

"I've been in Paris for a long time, and I haven't seen this kind of countryside for a long time. It feels good to see it once in a while." Albert burst out laughing. "But, Charles, can you tell me? Why are we going to that place?" "Meeting someone? Who is it? A relative of yours?" Albert asked with some confusion, "If I remember correctly , the De-Nordelion family, it seems...it seems to be your mother's surname, right?"

Charles was silent again.

"Okay. If you don't want to answer, it doesn't matter... Anyway, I guess I will be able to see it then." Albert sighed softly, "However, it might not be good for us to visit people late at night like this. Right? Why don’t you pay a formal visit tomorrow?”

He didn't expect that after he asked such a question, Ciel suddenly let out a long sigh.

"My friend, I also know that this is inappropriate...but I have to do it."

"Um?"

Ciel turned his gaze back from the window and stared at his friend.

"I don't know if the news is true. I don't know if she is still there now. I don't even know if I have found the wrong person. But... I have to run over and have a look. Even if the hope is slim, I want to Make sure it’s her.”…

"She?" Albert discovered the key word keenly.

"That's right. It's her." Charles's expression was very calm. "The person I want to find is the youngest daughter of the previous generation of Duke Nordlien, Miss Agnes de Nordlien. Oh, No, I don’t know if she still has this last name, so let’s just call her that.”

"That's your aunt?" Albert reacted immediately, "Your mother's sister?"

"That's right." Charles nodded simply.

"Don't you usually have contact with your grandfather's family?" Albert became even more curious, "At least I don't remember you doing this."

"Yes, that's right." Charles smiled bitterly, "But she is an exception... When I was a child, my grandfather's family was not very close to us, and we basically had no contact with each other. However, this aunt was an exception. She She often comes to see me...so I am quite close to her."

"I understand now," Albert finally showed a look of understanding, "But... Even so, you don't have to run over there all night in such a hurry, right? You might disturb other people's rest. Tomorrow we will Wouldn’t it be nice to visit together again?”

"No... you don't understand at all." Charles sighed, "I said, I'm not even sure it's her. I just ran over after hearing some uncertain news... God doesn't even know who I am. How uneasy it is right now.”

"Ah?" Albert said no more, but looked at Charles with some worry, as if he wanted to make sure that his friend did not have a fever.

"Don't look at me like this. The reason why I am like this is because..." Charles sighed again, "She disappeared ten years ago and I have never heard from her again."

"Gone?" Although Charles still said it lightly, Albert was still surprised again. "A princess has disappeared?"

"Yes, that's it." Charles shrugged, "Can you understand my mood now?"

"Charle, are you..." Albert didn't know what to say, "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"How do I know? I hope I'm not mistaken..." Charles smiled bitterly, "At least, I haven't heard that my grandfather has another daughter."

After receiving Charles' explanation, Albert asked no more questions. The two of them resumed their previous silence and followed the carriage forward.

Charles looked out the window, and although his ears were filled with the sound of the carriage moving forward, he turned a deaf ear.

At that time, it was also a night like today, right?

……………………

The full moon hung high in the sky, and the ground was filled with moonlight like mercury. A young man stood in the corner of the courtyard, looking up at the woman opposite.

Although this young man is still quite thin, his expression on his pale face is very calm, even close to indifference, making him look much older than his original age.

The woman opposite him was already an adult and looked slender, almost a head taller than him. She was wearing a brown pleated skirt, her face was fair and pretty, and her neck was very slender. Because there was a smile on his face, his eyes were half-closed, and his brown hair was dyed a strange bright color in the moonlight.

"Char, congratulations, you are going to middle school, right? You are about to become an adult..." After looking at each other calmly, she reached out her hand and wiped Charles' hair. "You must study hard there in the future, and don't disgrace the Treville family."

"Thank you for your concern." The young man nodded, but his expression was still a little unappreciative, "Besides, I am an adult now, miss."…

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His serious expression made the woman opposite him burst into laughter. Then he grabbed his hair and gave it a strong tug.

"Hahahaha, that's the most annoying thing about you! How can a thirteen or fourteen-year-old kid pretend to be an adult?"

Because it hurt so much to have his hair scratched, the boy couldn't help but close his eyes.

"I told you to stop doing this!" He couldn't help shouting, "Don't you know it hurts?"

"Really?" Although she still asked, the strength in her hand did not relax at all. It wasn't until a long time later that she let go of her hand.

"So, you came here today just to pull my hair?" The young man looked up at the other person. Because he was treated like this just now, he still felt a little impatient. "My dear aunt?"

The woman opposite was still smiling, so her eyes were still half-closed, but the cold light in her eyes made the young man dare not make any more mistakes. "Call me Agnes. Don't always call me aunt or something like that. I'm only a dozen years older than you."

"But a teenager is already a lot older..." the young man muttered in a low voice, but still did not dare to say it loudly under the cold light's glare, "Okay, Agnes, you come to me What's going on?"

The hand on his head loosened, she took a step back, and then looked at the boy again.

During this short gap, the young man found that the other party's expression was very serious, and his eyes were all open. The shining look inside made people almost dare not look at him.

"I won't come here again in the near future." Her tone was calm but serious, "I want to leave this country for a while and take good care of myself, Ciel."

"Huh?" Because it was so unexpected, the boy almost forgot about the surprise.

After a moment, he understood what the other party meant. "Why? Where are you going? Is it a trip?"

"Travel? Oh, maybe..." The woman smiled again, but this smile was completely different from the smile just now, making people feel no warmth at all. Then, she added in a low voice, "I have obligations that must be fulfilled."

"Then when will you come back?" The boy who didn't hear the last sentence asked again. It was obvious that his feelings for the other party were not as annoying as he said, "Will it take a long time?"

"Hmm... I don't know." She shook her head slightly, "Maybe soon, maybe a long time, who knows? Life is always full of surprises."

"Oh, then I wish you good luck." After understanding that the other party's will cannot be changed, the young man nodded.

"Well, good luck to you too! Poor kid!" she sighed.

Then, she gently bent her head and kissed the boy's forehead. "May God bless you."