Can the sadness that magic cannot take away be offset by love?

When in front of everyone, Angelia and Lucius followed his brother's example and didn't show any of his emotions.

However, in the evening, when they were the only two people left in the school, Angelia cried heartbreakingly.

At that time, Lucius hugged her and kept patting her back until she stopped crying.

On a starry night, Lucius talked to her a lot, and they talked about everything they knew.

She unconditionally believed everything he said, because he had never lied to her, even when there was a conflict between her and family affairs, Lucius gave priority to the family, and then explained everything he could to her, Then apologize to her.

So after he said those words, she determined that Lucius and Ernest, including the entire Ramirez family, had not discovered the blood magic changes in her body before the copy collapse incident. He and the Ramirez family She was not deceived as Ethelia said.

But she was still sad.

Apart from Lucius, who held a special position in her heart, Aecilia was her second friend. Although Angelia did not approach her sincerely at the beginning, but had a purpose.

But she also briefly fell into the sweetness of that false friendship.

Only now, she had to wake up.

So Lucius pulled her up to the top of a tall building in Kakkar. Just like that night in his childhood, he talked to her many, many words. They almost wanted to finish talking about everything they had experienced over the years.

Time has left deep marks on each of them, but some things seem to have never changed from beginning to end.

"Angelia?"

When she came to her senses, what she saw was an enlarged face.

She didn't retreat, but pressed her forehead against the other person's and pushed him forward.

"You're tired of this trick."

Angelia put her hands by her side and looked at him helplessly.

"Who said that?"

Lucius puffed up his face, indignant.

"I said."

Angelia frowned and said.

"Okay, okay, I'm tired of playing, tired of playing -"

Lucius laughed so hard that a strand of hair on his head swayed up and down.

He handed her what he was holding.

Angelia took it and saw that it was a heart made of grass on the ground.

"How old are you this year?"

Angelia asked with a smile.

Lucius replied seriously:

"Whether you are six years old, sixteen years old, or six hundred years old, I will only give this to you."

Angelia said nothing and reached out to pat him.

Lucius didn't even try to hide, he smiled heartlessly at her.

After they were tired from playing, they lay on the grass together and looked at the deep night.

Lucius said:

"My brother promised me that I can make my own decisions about my partner, and my family will not interfere with my choice."

Angelia replied:

"Every family that has grown to this size has a need for marriage. Alexia is still very young and cannot keep up with the competition among families of this generation - and you won't let her get married."

In Angelia's view, Alexia is a very cute little girl, and both Ernest and Lucius are very indulgent of their only sister.

Lucius smiled and said:

"Yes, he and I made an agreement from the beginning. Anyone who dares to propose Alexia's marriage will have his name crossed out from the family tree."

Smiling and laughing, he stopped laughing. Angelia also became quiet.

Since marriage is inevitable, there is no one else to be pushed to the stage except Ernest himself.

"Aren't we all selfish?"

Lucius's tone was calm, but Angelia could hear his remorse and sadness, and she also knew that he just needed someone who could always listen to him.

"He told me that he won't have anyone he likes, so it doesn't matter if he is with someone he doesn't like. This will allow him to handle the affairs between the two families more calmly -

“But he was still very young at that time, how could he know that he would never have anyone he liked in this life?

"He always likes to fool me, pretending that I'm not as smart as him. I know that he wanted to be the one who takes responsibility early on, but when he grew up, I figured out that it's not that he doesn't like it, but He will nip all his likes in the cradle.

"One year during a family gathering, a child from the sideline met him in the garden. Although the child didn't know who he was, he still happily chatted with him. When he came back, he took the child A book for him.

"It was a novel about the relationship between men and women. Not to mention him, even I was not allowed to touch this type of book on the market.

"After the banquet ended that night, he and I were sitting in the garden chatting. He kept holding the book and frowning. I thought he was thinking about something very serious, but in the end he asked me if he could Read that book.

"I kept looking at him without saying a word, because I knew he knew the answer better than me. He said, Lucius, help me burn this book.

"I was about to take the book he handed me, and then he took it back, frowning bitterly, and finally burned the book to ashes with his own hands.

"I originally wanted to comfort him, but as soon as he became serious, he started to forget my homework..."

As Lucius spoke, he felt a warmth on the top of his head. Angelia put her hand on his head and rubbed his hair.

Lucius gritted his teeth in an instant, not letting his emotions leak out.

He went on to say:

"Many people say behind my back that he treats me very harshly, not like an older brother, but like a father or a teacher.

“I don’t know, I think they’re both right, but not entirely.

"He has always been very kind to me..."

He paused, blinked, then sat up. Angelia also stood up, but did not look at him.

Angelia heard the slight tremor in his calm tone:

"Everyone under his wing will be well protected by him, and he is very cruel to those outside his protected circle.

"I have seen many... not just Ecilia, but also many more people, and their endings were tragic... Ecilia just hasn't reached her end yet, but she can't escape.

"We only knew each other for a short time, and although I didn't know why she became his target at all, I knew that I had to be like him and not be half-kind to her.

"I knew exactly what I had to do, but I still couldn't get over that hurdle in my heart... Maybe that's why he was chosen as the heir and I couldn't.

"At that time, two betrayers appeared in the family at the same time. My father handed them over to us and asked him and me to choose one to deal with.

"I asked people to whip the traitor, and he first asked people to torture him to find out everything, then gave the traitor a glass of poisoned wine, and finally burned the person's body.

"When he burned the corpse, I was so scared that I cried. I wanted to close my eyes, but my father ordered me to open my eyes. I wanted to cover my nose, but my father held my hand to prevent me from moving... ...The man was screaming while being whipped half an hour ago. Five minutes ago he was crying while holding the glass of poisoned wine, and then he was forced to drink the glass of wine... He fell down quickly I thought it was over, and then his body started to be burned...

"I watched a living person turn into a handful of ashes. At that time, I was still at the age where I could reach the wall on tiptoes. I cried all the time, and I was so scared that I had nightmares at night.

"He is only three years older than me... His expression doesn't change at all when he does those things, just like my father... After I wake up from a nightmare, he can sneak into my room and tell me stories , coax me to sleep...

"From then on, no one would take the initiative to let me go to the family dungeon, although they would not stop me from going.

"I know this also means that the heir of the family has been completely determined from that night, but my position has not been arranged yet, even though I am the only child left in the direct bloodline besides him.

"In the next few years, I was arranged to compete with several outstanding people from the side branch. They clearly told me that if I did not achieve results that satisfied them in the final assessment, I would be expelled from the direct branch. I stand on my own. I don’t want to be separated from him, and I have been working hard to learn that knowledge and practice those magics. In fact, from the beginning, my strength is far superior to those of the side line, but 'better than the side line' is not something you can hang on. Talking about glory will only attract cold looks and contempt. What I need to do is to meet the standard in their hearts.

"That standard is - enough to assist the heir."

Having said this, Lucius laughed and then said:

"Now no one will think I'm not qualified."

After that, he sat quietly and said no more.

After a while, Angelia handed him a pack of tissues and cast a soundproofing spell.