Not a Witch

"Well, that's a bit of a pity, but your grandfather took good care of you when you were a child." That's because I was disappointed with my father, because I heard people say that my father would drink and drink every day, let my mother wash her face with tears, and finally passed away. .

"So that's the case, thank you Grandpa." I pretended to be obedient and saluted, because it was in line with the behavior of a lady.

"That's right, thanks." My father looked at me and nodded, and then introduced others one by one. It was obvious that his memory was actually a bit vague, and some names were even pronounced twice.

"Our Wenlani family originally came from the central part of the empire, that is, the imperial capital Titania. It has a long history and a glorious bloodline." However, it is not glorious. I have read many records in the study. Those ancestors are comparable Father is much more honest.

"The two most critical generations of ancestors, you have to remember their names. This is a turning point for our family."

As he spoke, he pointed to a special portrait. Compared with other busts, that painting was a rare full-body landscape painting.

A girl in a light yellow and white dress was running among the sea of ​​flowers, holding a bouquet in one hand, and pressing the sun hat on her head with the other hand, with a happy expression.

"Sifiel Wenlani, this is the ancestor's younger sister, and she is also the one who brought everything to our family."

Then he pointed to another painting. On the picture was a young man with short black hair. He was wearing a white dress with a dark blue iris pinned to his chest. His eyes were like smoky crystals and possessed inexplicable charm.

"Disinger Kite Wenlani, this ancestor helped the family get rid of its humble status, and officially became a noble bloodline in the empire."

"If you have a brief understanding of our family history, you will know what a powerful force beauty is, making others submit willingly."

"Yes, our family does not have a strong military force, nor have we produced scholars, high-ranking officials, powerful superhumans, etc."

"But this does not affect our glory, because we are born noble, and your appearance and figure are the best proof." There was an inexplicable color in my father's eyes, and he looked at me up and down like a snake. .

"You will marry into a prominent family and aristocrat, and become the next shining jewel in the history of our Welani family."

"Understood, my baby, this is your destiny and responsibility."

"I understand, Father." I bowed my head and saluted.

"Yes, that's it..." In the flickering fire, I heard my father whisper.

From that day on, my father began to invite teachers for me again. Some of them taught music, some told about the heraldry of various nobles in the empire, and family history and so on.

Even if he has free time, he will let some noble doctors come to examine and exercise me, which is also the scene that I hate the most.

Because they often have to take off their clothes and let people look at their bodies, even though the doctors are women, it is still unbearable.

As if looking at the goods, he looked up and down, and then adjusted the diet and gave me various exercise programs.

Not long after, I became ill, perhaps depressed and uncomfortable.

My father asked the pastor of the Angel Church to treat me, but it didn't work, so he changed several people one after another, until a doctor from afar said after seeing me.

"Perhaps, it would be better for you to clear out a quiet forest in the backyard of the castle and let the lady recuperate there."

"She is a common disease among nobles, because too little exposure to the outside world is like crops lacking sunlight."

"So that's how it is." The father suddenly realized, and then did as he did.

In this way, I also had a rare respite, and it was also during this time that I met Judy.

Judy was brought by her father at a banquet. She was about the same as me, about 13 years old, a year older than me, and she was very lively and active.

"Gewier, have you ever seen a bird?" I was playing with her in the woods that day, and she suddenly stood up and said mysteriously.

"Birds? I've seen them before." Even though I don't go out, it doesn't mean I'm inexperienced. I've also seen those little guys with gray feathers in front of the window sill.

"No, no, you haven't seen it." Judy shook her head, showing that I just understood.

"Then tell me." Although Judy might be showing off or lying, I still politely answered her words, because this is my character.

"Hey, let me tell you, there are actually many kinds of birds. Although they are all called birds, the actual difference is even greater than that of a prince and a beggar." Judy really likes to use the words prince and beggar. A beggar is used as a metaphor, I nodded in agreement.

"Those sparrows in the mountains are the same color as the earth, and some birds have very beautiful colors." As she spoke, she took out a beautiful oriole from her sleeve.

The little oriole, like a pompom, is very cute, and is held in the palm of Judy proudly.

"It's so beautiful, can you let me touch it?" I looked at the little bird and blinked.

"This... is not impossible, but you asked me, hehe." Judy smiled happily, it seemed that she really wanted me to be soft.

Compared with my family background, Judy is much more ordinary. Her home is in a small town. Although her father is a baron, she doesn't have her own castle and can only live with commoners.

Generally, such a baron would live in a big city, hand over the fief to his deputy or steward for management, and just collect the money himself every year.This can not only keep decent, but also very worry-free.

But Judy's family's territory is not rich, and their family's expenses are not small. In order to obtain as much profit as possible and keep the land, they have not moved away.

Compared with other nobles, Judy's father, the baron, has no status.Because we get along with the residents day and night on weekdays, everyone is not afraid of him, and sometimes it is difficult to give orders as the owner of the fief.

"The master must be joking, isn't he, haha." Everyone laughed like this, and sometimes the tax was not paid, so the baron had to come to the door to urge him personally.

But such a lack of strength can only be perfunctory and teased, and it is often very difficult to collect taxes.

"Dad is so kind. When those people cried a little bit, they softened their hearts and exempted them from taxation. Later, everyone learned from it, and it became more and more difficult to collect taxes." Judy often complained like this, and it was obvious that she loved her father very much, but sometimes Worrying again.

Because of the burden of her father's image, even Judy was laughed at by other noble ladies in the surrounding circle, and she was often pissed off.

And the only thing that can make her feel good is to play with herself.

Because the Wenlani family is a well-known family nearby, although other nobles also have viscounts, their history and origins are actually very thin, and there is nothing worthy of praise.

Because she was able to say hello to the eldest lady of the Wenlani family, Judy has a much higher status among the sisters, and she occasionally talks about her proud things in front of her. It can be seen that she cares about her praise , as long as a little praise, this friend will be happy for several days.

Then why not satisfy her, I thought so, anyway, there is no harm in it.

So as time passed, our relationship became closer. She could always bring me various news from the surrounding aristocratic circles, and I, the young lady who sat at home and never went out, could also know many interesting things. .

By the time I turned 15, Judy was over 16, and this vivacious girl began to attract the attention of other boys, because it was time to talk about marriage.

There was a nice boy who was chasing Judy at that time, Boye, the second son of a nearby baron, gentle and polite, and fairly good-looking.

"Boy was so thoughtful and prepared a gift for me on my birthday." On the sofa, Judy talked excitedly about what happened last night, when she held an adult birthday party at home that day.

I entertained Judy on summer afternoons in the tower where I lived, a place I hadn't left since I was fifteen.

"I also prepared a gift for you." I took out the box that had been wrapped earlier and handed it over.

"Wow, thank you Geweier, what a beautiful dress, thank you." Judy embraced excitedly, I blinked and smiled, but I didn't spend much thought, just picked out an unworn dress from the closet Just a well-fitting dress.

In order to pack this exquisite product of mine, my father has spent a lot of thought. Occasionally, it is difficult to choose those dresses with various patterns.

Judy told me a lot about Boi that day, his mellowness, his kindness and his honesty.I used to think that they would come together.

However, the development of things was unexpected. Less than half a year later, my father told me about Judy.

"I'm afraid Judy won't be able to come and play with you in the future. She's already married to the third son of a neighboring baron, who seems to be named Murphy."

"Murphy? It seems that the reputation is not very good." I recalled this name, and it seemed that it was only briefly mentioned in Judy's mouth a few times.

"That guy is so rude. He looks like he wants everything. He is very smart, but also very cunning. I heard that he even killed people." Judy commented at that time.

"Yes, I heard that I was going to be engaged to Bo Yi, but one day news came that Judy was actually pregnant, and the woman was that Murphy, so I had to arrange for the two to get married as soon as possible." The father said casually. , these things are not within his focus.

"Did Murphy use some means?" I felt a little sorry for Judy, she lost a good marriage.

"Perhaps." Father drank the wine in his hand, then put down the glass and left. He probably will spend the night at another beautiful woman's house tonight.

I couldn't get any news, so I finally had to write a letter to comfort Judy and send someone to send it over.

It took a month for the reply to be received. The person who sent the letter was Judy’s younger brother, a slightly fat boy. It was obvious that he was very shy of strangers, and it took a lot of courage to come to my house.

"My sister asked me to give it to you." The boy glanced at me secretly, then quickly nodded.

[Sorry Gerwiel for taking so long to write back to you as I've been confused and feeling like a mess all this time.

But it's gotten better recently, and I can finally reply to you.

First of all, thank you Geweier for your concern. Regarding the marriage, I let everyone down. My father almost hit me, but my mother stopped me.

I don't know why, but when Murphy approached me that day, I hesitated and didn't reject him. In fact, the whole process was very chaotic.

Then seeing Boyi's disappointed expression, I felt sorry for him.

But, but, I still chose Murphy. The reason for this is so secret that I only figured it out today.

Do you know, as I told you when I was young, there are many birds in the world, all kinds of strange, beautiful, ugly, kind, vicious, and so on.

Therefore, not every bird is attractive, but since it exists, it must have its own way of survival.

When I was very young, I watched my father and others nodding and bowing their heads. Even though I was an aristocrat, I humbled myself in front of those common people.

Obviously my father is so kind, but he is not respected, even I was laughed at.

I hate my father, yes, I hate that kind of weak kindness.

However, I can't surpass my father, because I am also so weak, I dare not treat servants and common people arrogantly like those young ladies.

Why, although our family is the master of the territory, we don't get the corresponding respect and admiration.

I hate to always greet people with a smile on my face, I hate being calculated by others without any scheming, I am afraid of my cowardice and timidity.

There is no way, I want to have a reliable support, even if the other party is thorny.

Of course I know that Murphy is not a good person, even a bit bad.

But this is what I lack, even our family lacks, too weak to be bullied.

If the father had such a son-in-law, outsiders would think it over.

So, I chose Murphy and indulged him in everything.

Strong mountain people will cultivate gentle monarchs, and gentle farmers will believe in tyrannical emperors. As long as the latter can lead them not to be bullied by outsiders, they can endure the evil deeds of tyrants.

This is reality, which makes people helpless.

Finally, I am sorry that I may not be able to visit again for a long time.

I wish Geweier not to be like me, to choose helplessly and find the perfect object in his mind. ]

The back of the letter said, 'Please burn it after reading it, I hope this is a secret that only belongs to us. '

After burning the letter, I sat under the window sill for a long time, thinking about many things, until it was dark.

Time passed, and I was 16 years old, with a beautiful appearance that surprised others, and it was time to start talking about marriage.

My father started looking for a suitable marriage partner for me, and the first target was naturally the incomparably noble Baskar family, the Duke of the Red Dragon.

But it's a pity that the sons of the Evil Thought Dragon are already engaged, and the youngest of them is more than five years older than me, so naturally they won't wait forever.And there are only a few daughters left, but because they are of the same sex, naturally they cannot be considered.

Disappointed, my father began to look at several famous earl families, and I also saw several young masters in the castle.

These processes are very secretive, and my father doesn't seem to want to attract the attention of outsiders, because there are quite a few competing people.

The process went smoothly. He had already discussed the marriage with a certain earl, because the young master fell in love with me immediately.

But in the end, something happened. The conflict between the Baskar family and the royal family involved many southern nobles, and the earl disappeared in the suppression.