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

"I'm always here for you this weekend. I don't think I need to give you a new invitation letter."

Ernest's threatening words were still in her ears. Aecilia had no choice, and she also had her own purpose for this trip.

Angelia was not in the dormitory. She counted the time in the dormitory with confidence, and while waiting, she looked through the diary left by her mother.

When the time was almost up, she took out the full bowl of her own blood from the space magic weapon, raised her head and drank it without hesitation. When she put down her hand, it was frozen into ice at a certain moment. The bowl shattered into invisible powder with a "click" sound, scattered in the air.

The changes in the airflow caused by the magic fluctuations turned a few pages of the diary placed next to her. Not long after the contents of the diary were exposed to the air, Aecilia picked up the diary and put it away properly.

Be prepared and have a safe journey.

Perhaps no one cares about what was written in the diary that had just been flipped by the air current:

"Everything has a price - to translate, the descendants of that stupid* family are really unlucky to be like this. Hahahahahahahaha! If they didn't touch forbidden magic from the beginning, how could they have fallen to this point? In the final analysis, it's their own fault. , maybe I can witness the complete destruction of that family in my lifetime - not because of the attack by competitors, not because of the weakening of blood magic, but because there are no descendants - not even a collateral heir - hahahahahahahahahahahaha !

"I can't even imagine how much of a joke they will become to the entire kingdom or even the world that day! The headlines at that time will read words like 'sigh' and 'deep regret', but I bet 9% of the world People who are nineteen years old are watching their jokes! I must live to see that day! Oh my God, my stomach hurts from laughing now - I can’t stand it.”

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The tea cup was gently placed on the table with a soft and crisp voice. The hand that had just left the tea cup had a skin as soft as snow and a delicate texture. The owner of the hand had a light smile on his face and a gentle and elegant manner. Although his words were teasing I mean, when I open my mouth, I feel a sense of calmness and authority:

"Your brother is kind to you. He has spoken kind words for you countless times in front of us. He doesn't spend as much time on us as he does on you..."

The well-maintained woman pretended to be dissatisfied when she finished speaking. An elegant man sitting next to her held his forehead and wanted to sigh, but finally said helplessly:

"Okay...Lucius, since it's because of you...then you can comfort your mother."

Lucius, who was sitting facing the two of them, was wearing casual clothes at home and exuding a lazy aura. He turned to look at Ernest, who was sitting next to him and quietly drinking tea, and turned his head without saying anything. Looking at the woman with an expectant smile, she thought for a while and smiled:

"Then cut my brother in half and my mother in half, so that he can spend the same amount of time on us."

Ernest didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard this. The woman pinched a handkerchief in her hand, her eyes were red, and she looked fragile - if you ignore that she relied on her strength to share Ramiri with the man with gentle eyebrows and harmless face. If the world belongs to this family.

The man smiled, turned slightly sideways and patted the woman on the shoulder:

"That's a great idea, isn't it?"

The woman slapped his hand away.

The man still smiled faintly and said in a casual tone:

"Lucius's matter is almost settled, what about you, Ernest?"

The man's body leaned forward slightly, his eyes looked at Ernest with concentration and respect, and with a kind tone, he acted no different from a father who cared about his children.

The woman switched to a curious face in one second and taught her two children how to behave appropriately on specific occasions. The questions she asked were also more direct:

"Do you have a girl you like? How old is she compared to you? Where do you study? Do you plan to learn magic or specialize in potions or magic? How is your family? How many brothers and sisters do you have? What do your parents do?"

Seeing that she had no intention of stopping, the man had to interrupt her:

"Okay, okay, I've told you to stop watching those routine movies and TV shows a long time ago."

The woman rolled her eyes, and the man stretched out a hand to give her a symbolic hammer on the shoulder.

Ernest lowered his eyelashes, as if his parents' playful banter did not enter his sight. He seemed to think for a while before answering:

"No matter who you are, I can do it."

The words were concise and concise, but the two people opposite were obviously very satisfied. Ernest saw the little finger of the woman's hand holding the tea cup curled up, and the man turned to the right in a slightly invisible arc.

The man spoke gently:

"The number of heirs is related to the prosperity and decline of the family, so the choice of heirs and spouses must be done carefully..."

He didn't seem to finish his words, leaving a meaningful smile.

The woman answered the call at the right time:

"The family members of this generation have all expressed their intention to marry and cooperate. In this kind of matter - something is better than nothing, right?"

After the woman finished speaking, the man said leisurely:

"Since the two of you have jointly decided to let Lucius withdraw, and Alexia is still too young, this responsibility can only be borne by you. I think you understand the scope of the choice."

Ernest nodded and said:

"I see."

Men’s reminder:

"You are the heir, and for the sake of the surname for future generations - you can make other reasonable concessions to your spouse."

There are two types of surname systems prevailing in the kingdom. The first one is applicable to ordinary people who do not have a royal title or a clan title to inherit - the child will take the mother's surname, and the second surname will be the father's surname. This will not involve too much. There are many interests involved. After all, most people will throw their children out of the house and let them fend for themselves when they reach adulthood. Not to mention the family property, they may not even get much inheritance, because most of them will be Their carpe diem parents spent everything before they died.

And children combine with other people's children to form a new family - this kind of thing is even further away from their parents. Being able to show your face at the wedding banquet is considered to be a deep relationship with the children, and you can only give two or three more at most. Gift money of Baiya coins.

In short, the common family concept among the people is that husband, wife and minor children constitute a family. After the children become adults, these three people are separated into a family composed of husband, wife and other adults. The families formed by this "other adult" marrying other adults have nothing to do with the families they originally lived in.

If you continue to take money from your parents after you become an adult, you will be laughed to death from all over the world... Your children will not even dare to accept too many gifts from their parents when they get married. If word spreads, half of their reputation will be lost - they have no ability, and they will not be able to support themselves when they become adults. It is irresponsible for the family to get married without the ability to be financially independent.

For this type of people, whether the first or second surname is just a string of words read to others on their identity certificate.