Flowers, Swords and France

Under the nervous gaze of the middle-aged man, the sound coming from the door continued unhurriedly, as if the person knocking on the door was sure that there was someone inside, so he calmly insisted on seeing the person inside.

The middle-aged man's brows gradually wrinkled.

"Have you told anyone else my address here?" he asked the princess opposite in a low voice.

"I didn't say anything about the others..." The princess suddenly became a little shy, "It's just..."

However, the middle-aged man had no intention of listening to her other words. He walked to the other side and picked up the pistol again, and then quickly walked towards the door.

He walked to the door very carefully, then stood quietly to the side, looking outside through the gap in the door.

Then, he saw a young man standing at the door, and behind him was a deep dark alien land.

Is this one of theirs? Or something else?

The middle-aged man suppressed his nervousness and slowly raised his hand.

The knock on the door rang again.

He frowned, then opened the door violently, and pointed his gun at the visitor.

"Don't move! Who are you?"

As he spoke, he carefully scanned the circle behind him and found no sign of anyone else coming, so he felt a little relieved.

At this time, he found that the young man in front of him still seemed to be relaxed and at ease. He didn't take the gun in his hand seriously at all, and he didn't even answer.

"Boy, who are you?" He couldn't help but feel a little angry, and then he put the gun against the other person's chest. "You'd better be honest with me!"

At this time, the princess also chased from behind, and then saw the scene where he held the opponent with a gun, and she couldn't help but turned pale with fear. "Don't shoot, Edgar!"

"Huh?" The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the princess strangely, but he still did not put down the gun in his hand.

"He is our Ezreal! How could you do this!" The princess walked up to him with reproach, then stretched out her hand to press down his gun, "I only told him this. You came here just as I was about to tell you..."

"Ezreal?" The middle-aged man opened his eyes slightly. Then he turned his head again and looked at the young man up and down, as if he couldn't believe it. Then he asked tentatively, "Are you Ezreal?"

The young man still smiled slightly, and then nodded slightly, "What a pity. I am."

then. The two men just looked at each other, as if they didn't know what to say. Both of them avoided looking, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and helplessness.

"Iza..." The princess wiped his forehead lovingly, and then held the hands of these two people. "What are you doing? We are obviously father and son... This is the first time we meet. Don't you know what to say? Poor, really pitiful... Let's go in and talk."

As she spoke, she pulled the two men and walked towards the house. The other two people followed her in obediently. However, even after walking inside the house. The two men were still relatively speechless, which surprised the princess.

"Why don't you two have a word? It's rare to see each other..." After the silence lasted for a while, the princess became anxious, "Why did it happen like this? Iza, call daddy!"

"No, this won't work, mother." Ezreal raised his head, "I can call you mother, but I can never call this person father. I can't do that."

"What do you mean, child!" The princess suddenly became anxious, "Don't you believe what I say? He is your father! Iza, good boy, shout quickly."

"My surname is Walter, not Treville, madam." Ezrael shook his head slowly, "Since I was a child, you were the only one who cared about me and raised me up. I am grateful for your kindness. Not enough. But where is he? When did he think of me? Even if he gave me life by chance, I would not be grateful to him, let alone respect him. My father, he's just Mr. Treville."

Then, his eyes turned to the middle-aged man, as if squinting at him, "What do you think? Mr. Treville?"

"Oh, friend, okay, I don't have any special opinion." Unlike what he expected, without any hesitation or even depression, the middle-aged man immediately replied, "I respect your ideas very much. If you If you insist, it’s up to you, you don’t have to shout.”

Although the middle-aged man's smile was still very charming, Ezreal still couldn't help but feel a little pain in his heart.

He really doesn't care about me, not at all.

"Don't be like this! Iza, stop being so angry!" Seeing the two people having such a dispute as soon as they met, the princess couldn't help but become more anxious, and even couldn't help crying, "He is your father. ! Can't you...you...can't get along for a while?"

"Don't cry, Froya, the children will have their own ideas when they grow up, and we can't force them." Mr. Edgar de Treville gently patted the princess on the back. There was not much regret in his expression, and he even felt a bit relieved, "At least, we have given him enough help to make him grow up, right?"

"Don't talk so nicely. It was my mother who spent money to raise me, not you. You didn't worry about me, so don't pretend to be so kind." Ezreal looked at his father coldly, "As for you, haven't you been spending my mother's money to wander around outside these years? What can you use to call yourself an elder?"

"Hey, hey, how many misunderstandings do the children have about us!" The middle-aged man sighed, and then became more depressed.

"Don't say that, Iza, your father was also forced to do it. After all, when the incident happened, I took a lot of effort to persuade Ms. Adelaide to let her inform the police to spare him..." The princess whispered, with tears in the corners of her eyes, "He must have suffered a lot outside these years, so don't hurt him anymore."

"Scare! I hurt him! Look at him. Does he look like he has been hurt? He lives well with your money! Maybe he is just traveling abroad!" Ezreal pointed at the middle-aged man, He said word by word, "Besides, since there are so many difficulties, why do you want to come back now?"

"Speaking of this... there are various reasons..." The middle-aged man lowered his eyes slightly, as if he was a little depressed, "I have been abroad for a long time, and I want to come back to take a look. After all, this is my hometown, although it has changed a lot. But on the first day I came back, I felt the excitement I had not felt for a long time. Besides, I don't know how my family is doing, I have to see them..."

"Then why don't you go to see them?" Ezreal asked back.

"I have been missing for so many years. The law has already determined that I am dead. If something happens to my father, the children can directly take care of the family business. But if I reappear, how much trouble will it bring to my father and children..." The handsome middle-aged man who looked a little old sighed. Then he smiled bitterly. "Besides, they may not want to see me again, and I didn't leave them any happy memories. No, I don't want to cause trouble anymore. I just want to stay quietly for a while and watch the children grow up."

But, he didn't care whether I grew up or not. Ezreal felt a slight pain in his heart again.

This pain made him sneer again.

"I'm afraid it's not just this reason, sir?"

"Hmm?" A trace of fear flashed across Edgar de Treville's face.

"Why did you look so anxious just now? A person who has traveled abroad for many years should not behave like this when returning to his own country?" He looked at his father rather sharply, without any respect, "Or are you on guard against something? Is there someone threatening your life?"

"Is that so, Edgar?" The princess was also anxious when she heard it, and quickly turned her head to look at Edgar. "It must be like this, right? That's why you suddenly changed your address and held a gun... Who is it? Who is looking for you?"

Listening to the old lover's questioning, the middle-aged man was uncertain for a while, as if he was hesitating about something.

Finally, as if he couldn't stand the princess's questioning, he finally sighed and spoke again.

"Well, it's nothing, it's just that someone is chasing me because of what happened back then. The person chasing me is Alice's sister Agnes, you should know, I didn't expect this girl to be so fierce!" His face suddenly twitched slightly, revealing a lingering fear, "She was so cruel! She found me in Russia at that time, and I almost lost my life."

The original text can be read in Liu # 9 @shu/ba!

"That Miss de-Nodelien?" The princess opened her eyes wide, and then her face was no longer bloody. "How could she... how could she know what happened back then? And she came out to chase you? Oh my God..."

"God knows how she knew, anyway, she knew." The middle-aged man shrugged expressionlessly, "She must have been tracking me for a long time, and she didn't give up even after I returned to my country. I was almost found by her at my original address a while ago, but fortunately I hid quickly! But she must still be looking for me like crazy now... Really, this girl is too much. She didn't get married for so many years and wasted her youth for such a trivial matter!"

"I don't think there is anything wrong with her. I even want to applaud her." Ezreal next to him said sarcastically, "It's a pity that she failed. I wish her success next time."

"Iza, don't say that!" The princess glared at him. He glanced at the middle-aged man anxiously, "Then why are you so leisurely? Run away quickly, Edgar! If you really can't do it, confess your identity to the police and ask for their protection! No matter how daring they are, they won't dare to do anything to the police, right?"

"No, Freya..." The middle-aged man sighed again, "If I reveal my identity and ask for the protection of the police, then they will definitely not care about anything and will definitely make everything public. What will happen to our family? What will happen to my father and son? They have finally turned over and got their current status. Should I stain them with such a stain? No... I can't do that, Freya, since I can't add some glory to the Treville family, I shouldn't smear it with mud."

At this time, he was quite heroic.

Looking at the middle-aged man talking generously, Ezreal thought with some relief.

"...Besides, if her identity is made public, she can openly challenge me to a duel. She is a well-known teacher and a woman. Can I not accept it? If I don't accept it, others will no longer care about me. , can I still stay in the police station for the rest of my life? But if I accept it, my God, her sword skills are so powerful, I have no confidence that I can escape... Wouldn't that be asking for death? "

As a result, in the final analysis, don’t you still only think about yourself? ! Ezreal roared in his mind.

Although he glared at the other party, the middle-aged man still looked calm. , as if he didn’t feel there was anything wrong with him at all.

That's right, he is such a person, what else can we expect from him?

Ezrael sighed inwardly.

After living for twenty years, he finally met his father, but his father's image gave him an unforgettable sense of disillusionment.

I am the son of such a man. It is a pity that I am not only an illegitimate child, but also the illegitimate son of such a man.

"Then, what are you going to do, Edgar?" After a long silence, the princess finally spoke again, "Are you going to hide here all the time?"

"That's probably all I can do these days. I have no choice but to at least wait until I'm out of the limelight before running out..." Edgar replied leisurely, without seeing too much tension.

"But, it's not safe for you to stay here alone, isn't it?" The princess frowned slightly, and then quickly made a decision. She turned her head and looked at Ezrael, "Iza, you stay here for now and help your father take a look, okay? He is in such a dangerous situation now..."

"No, no."

"Iza!" The princess was shocked, "He is your father!"

"So what!" Ezreal replied loudly.

Then, he looked at his mother tremblingly, "I said, you gave birth to me and raised me - although you did not raise me personally, so I accept your kindness, respect you, love you, and I am willing to sacrifice to protect you. Life, but..."

He turned his eyes again and glared at Edgar, "Sir, you only regard legitimate children as sons. I don't blame you for this, nobles are like this. But you can't even think of ignoring me and asking me to help you at the same time - —I don’t care about your life or death. No, after meeting you today, I think it’s better for you to die, so as not to cause trouble to us or anyone else!”

Tears appeared on the princess's face again.

snap

Crisp applause suddenly came from a distance.

"Boy, that's well said! I will... spare your life." (To be continued...)

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