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spokesperson.

The bishop asked me if something had happened to me, so I had no choice but to find a reason to prevaricate, saying that I felt a little lost in the constant hunting of blood clans.The bishop immediately smiled "I understand" and said to me, "You have devoted yourself to the Holy City, but you have not had a direct dialogue with God recently. Come, my child, come here and come to the sun."

I can only go to the sun as the bishop said.But I don't know if it's because I'm too tired, but the expression on the bishop's face always reveals a hint of malice.

When I walked into the beam of sunlight in the center of the church, I suddenly had a thought. The smile on the bishop's face made me feel weird, maybe it was not an illusion.

I felt my body was boiling hot, and I felt like I was in boiling water. It was very uncomfortable, and I frowned uncontrollably.

"Master Knight, it is normal for you to feel pain now. Your soul has been eroded by the night, and the Lord is washing away the filth. Please bear with it for a while."

I almost thought the Bishop had found out that I was associated with those two Highfield vampires.

From a believer's perspective, though, I did break my vows.As a knight, I let a few vampires enter the Holy City. In this way, I have already betrayed God.

But I have never believed in God, so it must be very clear.

After the "direct dialogue with God", the bishop poured me a glass of wine as usual.After watching me drink the wine from the silver cup, the bishop seemed to change his face again, encouraged me gently, and personally sent me out of the temple.

Sometimes there are undercurrents surging under the calm water surface, and the same is true for all kinds of relationships in the world.I have to admit, though, that I'm usually insensitive to subtle changes in the depths of words, or an inconspicuous eye exchange.In my opinion, as long as I abide by the bottom line as a Templar, many things have nothing to do with me no matter how they change.

However, having such thoughts often shows that the person has an evasive attitude, and indifference can be said to be another kind of deliberate neglect.In retrospect, I realized how abnormal this kind of deliberately ignoring the details around me was to my original personality, and this should also be regarded as one of the sequelae.

This calmness was broken in an instant, and violently surged up, like water boiling without heating.After that conversation with him, an ominous feeling enveloped me for a while, but I kept in suspense for a long time but nothing happened.Honestly, it made me let my guard down.

And because no matter how I recalled or searched for clues, I couldn't find any clues about the past, he kept silent, and the young princess didn't reveal any information anymore, so I had to give up finding my forgotten past (if this past really exist) this matter.

It happened very suddenly, but not without warning.That was two years later, when Madeleine was 14.Another full moon night, but he didn't show up.

I felt that this was too unusual, and I was afraid that something would happen. I felt a faint sense of uneasiness in my heart, but I had no choice but to wait quietly.But in any case, I didn't expect this to happen so quickly. When I returned to the temple the next morning, the bishop looked at me with pity and regret, and said, "My lord knight, a vampire broke into the temple last night." Entering the holy city, you almost took a girl away, didn't you notice?"

I didn't even need time to react to understand who the vampire and girl the bishop was talking about. I felt a slight chill in my fingertips, and I didn't know what expression to use to answer.

But the bishop didn't seem to be surprised by my reaction, he just smiled and said, "This is your negligence, Lord Knight. But let's put this topic aside for now, because we really didn't expect this girl to fall so quickly , she told me, she left with this vampire voluntarily."

It's Madeleine.Now, no matter what, I can only believe that it is indeed Madeleine.

"We brought her before God. She used to be a member of the choir. We hope that God can dispel the darkness in her heart and awaken her deluded soul—" the bishop narrowed his eyes slightly, "but it is very regrettable.

"It is a pity that she has fallen and is beyond repair. The best way is to burn her at the stake and send her to hell earlier."

I finally looked up.

"……when?"

said the bishop.

"At noon today, at twelve o'clock."

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#09

When I chose not to stop Madeleine and Hershey Highfield, I should have expected the situation today.

I am not wrong, I just followed my usual principle of not interfering in other people's affairs - even if my principles are wrong, to take a step back, Madeleine and Hershey Highfield are not wrong, love Things are always free.

So, by this logic—a thought that gave me a chill came to me, I frowned, tried to dismiss it, and failed—I must have failed.I cannot ignore this conclusion, just as once a man has glimpsed the sky and tasted the ocean, he will never forget how vast and free it is.

If I'm not wrong, if they're not wrong, then it's all too obvious who is wrong.

God was wrong.

As if the dust had finally settled, when I was convinced that this conclusion was correct, a corner of my heart seemed to be lifted suddenly, and some fragmentary and shining things slowly spilled down.

I am grounded in the temple.As punishment for my neglect of duty, the bishop ordered me to kneel in the sun in the middle of the sanctuary.The bishop said, "Only talking to God can make you deeply reflect on your mistakes, my lord knight." I have no objection to this, because even if I have obtained the vampire oath, letting a vampire enter the holy city is still mine anyway. Negligence, this is the consequence I should bear.

But I am somewhat worried, if Madeleine has been considered a witch by the temple, then I am afraid it will be very difficult to escape the end of the fire.Even though I think that neither I nor they are at fault, I still can't help myself not to think, if I had stopped Hershey Highfield at that time, would Madeleine still face the fate of being burned at the stake today?

If so, am I wrong?

Although everyone should be responsible for their own decisions, at that time, even though Madeleine was precocious compared to girls of the same age, she was still just a child in the end. Facing a race like vampires who are naturally good at seduction, it is inevitable that they will not be rational judge.Since I am willing to be trusted by a child, it is entirely my job to take the responsibility of an adult to guide...

Many thoughts flashed through my mind, but no matter what, it never occurred to me that Hershey Highfield would appear in the daytime regardless of the scorching sun.Just as I was hesitating whether I should go to the execution ground against the bishop's order, there was a commotion in the distance, and I knew almost instantly that such a loud voice must come from the execution ground.At the same time, I felt a sharp pain all over my body, as if I was in a sea of ​​fire, almost burning through my soul.

It hurts so much I can't describe the pain in words.I could no longer maintain the original posture, but curled up into a ball, and I could hardly help struggling on the ground.

Just when I felt that I might never experience this kind of pain again in this life, a picture suddenly appeared in my mind. The person in the picture was me, with a long sword piercing through my chest.Along with this image came a feeling of being torn from the inside out, as if to say that this is not the first time I have experienced such pain.

I couldn't control it anymore, and my body instinctively crawled towards the place where the sun couldn't reach. This was completely an action following the desire to survive. My reason didn't even realize what was going on, but my body did. Trying to keep me out of the sun.

It was almost noon, and the design of the temple was very ingenious. At noon, the sun would cover the center of the building just right, leaving no shadows.I crawled towards the door, every inch of my movement seemed to use up all my strength.I don't know what exactly happened.Now I am afraid of the sun, and I am completely powerless. If I have to find something to describe it, then the most appropriate way to say it is that I am almost wiped out in the sun. At this moment, I am almost indistinguishable from a vampire.

But I can't help thinking about it, I want to leave here and go to a place where the sun doesn't shine.I pushed on until my hand was at last able to reach the handle of the heavy door, which opened of its own accord.

The bishop who was supposed to be at the place of execution stood in front of me, looking down at me condescendingly.A ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in my mind, I thought, maybe there is nothing wrong with the bishop appearing here?Perhaps this place was originally a execution ground.

#10

In the next second, a huge shadow fell that could just cover the entire temple.Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I heard his voice behind me.

"It's been a long time, my lord bishop. The last time I saw you was 300 years ago."

What is he saying?

I didn't even need to look back to know that the voice belonged to him.With such a beautiful voice, such a soft and frivolous tone, I knew it was him as soon as I heard it.

But I can no longer think about the meaning of his words. After the severe pain, my body has been completely exhausted, and my mind has been unable to function.Before I lost consciousness, I knew that I was being framed, the bishop held the holy sword, and the sword was on my neck.

His expression was calm and composed, and there was a consistent smile on the corner of his lips, which seemed extraordinarily strategic.Even though the holy sword had already left a bloodstain on my skin, there was no wave in those crimson eyes.His tone was a little casual when he spoke, and he even looked around the bishop and the knights behind the bishop with great interest.

"The temple abandoned Ravel 500 years ago, and he almost died in the hands of the temple 300 years later. In my opinion, the believers of your religion are more like devils than me, the devil."

At some point, he suddenly held two long swords in his hand.His sword looks almost identical to the holy sword I wear all year round.The sunlight was blocked from the shadow he summoned, but the blades of the two swords glowed with a soft light like flowing water, like moonlight.

He lowered his eyelids, just listening to his words, he would feel a hint of helpless sweet love, he said: "Lavel, when will you remember."

Then he raised his head, narrowing his eyes slightly.At this time, no matter who he was, he could sense the dangerous aura surrounding him.He stepped forward with Ling Ran's killing intent.

"It's been so many years. My lord, it's time for you to give him back to me."

It was an amazing experience.My body is out of control, and my consciousness wants to be free from the body and look down on everything that is happening in front of me.Listening to what he said, I thought for a moment that he was talking about another Lavelle, because there was no doubt that he loved the Lavelle he said.

But how much does this have to do with me? Thinking of this, my consciousness seemed to be pulled back into my body in an instant.Although the sun has been blocked, the severe pain like the tide is even more violent.I don't have time to appreciate his beautiful posture in battle with the paladin—strange, are vampires such a beautiful and elegant race even in battle?

However, my trance thoughts were suddenly shattered by the pain, followed by fragments of scattered memories, which were gradually being spliced ​​together in my mind.

I am a vampire.

Just as I was once a human, I was once a vampire.But now it is an existence between human beings and blood races, and the reason goes back to the earlier past.

I was already a paladin 500 years ago when I was a human being. At that time, vampires and humans were at war all year round. I was chosen by the temple to lead the paladins to protect their homeland.

Between truces, I would wander the walls of the holy city at night.It was also a full moon night when I met him, and he fell from the sky.Under the moonlight, I saw the soft light in his eyes, just like the light of the holy sword at my waist, like moonlight and flowing water.

He was a well-mannered vampire, unnamed, but friendly.I can't say why, but I didn't intend to take his life. After thinking about it later, I was probably bewitched by him from the beginning.

I have no faith, and he sees it all early on.He also disdains the sleazy dogs in the church, so it will only be a matter of time before the temple sees him as a thorn in his side.But none of that matters, it doesn't matter.Until that night, he suddenly kissed me.

His kiss was very light, but with a kind of precious and precious emotion.His lips were full and soft, and the moment I touched them, I thought, maybe this is what kissing a rose feels like.

He is nostalgic for the full moon, and under the full moon of his nostalgia, he confesses everything about himself to me.He is the youngest son of the Highfield family, and the new owner of Norfarlane.

So I teased him: "I don't know what His Royal Highness wants from me, but I want to exchange it with a kiss."

Under his nostalgic full moon.This vampire, with just the right mix of good looks and good looks, makes love to a paladin.

The author has something to say: I am so tired, why haven't I finished writing yet!

☆、Fryderyk·F·Chopin

#11

In my memory, I didn't respond to him.

This is to be expected.To be honest, if the me in my memory agreed to his courtship, it would make me doubt the authenticity of this matter.Just as I have never been tempted by him so far, it is my character to treat emotions cautiously.But he seemed to be aware of this too, so he didn't expect me to accept his feelings for it.He was very happy when he learned that I didn't dislike him. He visited the holy city more frequently at night, and his attitude towards me became more intimate, but he was well-measured, and his means of courting people were very high.

He is a peaceful vampire.As a pure-blood nobleman, he is committed to promoting a peace treaty between humans and blood races.This is really not a picture that a blood prince would yearn for. After all, apart from being afraid of the sun and silver, the blood race has an overwhelming advantage in every aspect.But he spoke seriously and described it vividly, and I started to listen to it unconsciously.

But I can't wait for him to try to negotiate with the temple. At that time, humans and blood races were still at war. Since it is the order of the temple to lead the army to fight, I, as the knight commander, can only obey.It's just that I didn't expect that this battle was originally a trap set for me.

There have long been rumors that a new prince was elected from among the seven major families (it is clearly a competition for power and force, but it is claimed to have been selected). According to the tradition of the blood clan, after the canonization, the new prince will lead the family members to win a war to show their strength. Powerful, the Sanctuary was already on the alert, so it didn't surprise me to see him on the battlefield.

It was only when I was pierced through my chest by the bow and arrow of my comrade in the mercury vapor, and he rushed towards me with his eyes wide open, that I felt the belated heartbeat.

At this time, I finally started to like him in my memory.

He's probably good at waiting, a patient vampire indeed.Whether in past memories or on every full moon night I've ever experienced, he's always been there for me.

He led me out of the tight encirclement, and I saw behind him in a trance—it turned out that vampires really have wings.In the sky of mercury vapor and arrow rain, he said: Ravel, can I turn you into my kind?

He probably already saw through that I don't believe in God, so there was no apology for offending me in his tone.It's just that if I become a blood race, I will lose the possibility of reincarnation and have boundless loneliness.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to, Ravel. I will take you to another place, and no one will know that you were once a paladin." His skin was eroded by the strong mercury vapor and quickly repaired, turning red His pupils looked like they were about to ooze blood.He seemed to be holding a contract waiting to be signed, looking sad and looking forward to it.

I am a knight without faith, not an apostle of God. At that time, I finally had the opportunity to expose the lie that has lasted my entire life as a human being. Besides, he is so beautiful, so beautiful that I cannot ignore the love in his eyes. Willing to refuse his kiss.

So in memory, I gave him a slight nod.

If it weren't for the fact that vampires don't have souls, I would almost think that I was dead, and fate took pleasure in teasing humans and let me relive the story of my previous life.

And with the process of first embrace, I also broke away from the onlooker's perspective.I am at last one with the person I remember, and with every breath the past becomes clearer.I clenched my fists slightly, but I couldn't tell if it was the pain of the vampire's fangs piercing my skin, or the deep pain of remembering the past.Or the subtle aroma floating in his hair, with the exchange of blood, finally began to tease my mind.

It's just that I still can't help thinking over and over again that he has been waiting for me since we first met 500 years ago, but I forgot for a while.

I have forgotten his name, his gaze, and my love for him.

"Heifeld... De..."

I struggled to call his name.

Highfield...

#12

After becoming a vampire, he and I accidentally rescued and first embraced Hershey on an outing.It is indeed quite a coincidence that this girl looks like me, but her personality seems to be exactly the same as his.He said it was a rare fate, so even though I first embraced Hershey, he named the girl Highfield and gave her the status of a duchess, announcing to the whole Norfarlane that she would be the successor. family.

He has probably always liked to do some deviant things.In the more than 400 years since I became a vampire, one of the most outrageous things he has done is to spend a hundred years trying to contain the various forces of blood races and human beings, and finally win the opportunity for peace talks.

Contrary to his status as His Royal Highness, his nature is really too unreliable and frivolous, appearing to be careless and careless about rights.If it weren't for the fact that in the tradition of the blood clan, the prince has no way to resign other than death, and there is no vampire in the whole of Norfaraine that is his opponent, it is also for him to give up the position of the prince generously. Nothing is impossible.He doesn't have much desire for most things, so it seems inconceivable to me that he would be so obsessed with peace between vampires and humans that it would take him 200 years.

But I have nothing against him, and if humans can establish a peaceful relationship with vampires, I would be happy to see it happen.It's just that human beings don't have such a long lifespan as vampires anyway, and only the pope has changed six in 200 years, and he was once a joke among other nobles of various surnames in Norfalain.

But no matter what, he is still a Highfield, although he is not qualified, but he is not worthy of his surname.He has not only a fist that represents force, but also a wrist that symbolizes power.I can't say how he performed in the eyes of other nobles, but in my opinion, he is good enough and capable enough.

After many lengthy negotiations, the sixth pope sought the opinions of both parties and set the place for signing the contract in the holy city of Kurdenin.The signing of the contract went smoothly, and the temple bishop of Kurdenin also attended.Today is the day he fulfilled his wish, which made me keep watching him without paying too much attention to other people's faces, so I didn't notice the bishop's appearance.

He and the pope wrote the oath with blood, from then on no matter which party, the blood race or the human beings, tore up the agreement, the prince or the pope would have to bear the pain of being backlashed by the blood oath.For the blood race, he once told me that once such a heavy blood oath is violated, he will suffer the pain of blood boiling in the body for a full 100 years; and for human beings-human beings cannot bear such punishment, only the end of death.

It's just that neither I nor he thought that when he and I left Kurdenin City (in order to show our respect to God, we left on horseback).When he and I handed over our horses to the paladin who escorted us away 66 feet away from the holy city, the paladin in front of me stabbed the holy sword into my heart.

It was almost a millisecond, and he was even saying goodbye to the bishop the last second.Probably, the holy sword is coated with potion to cover the breath.The sword pierced me and he reacted at the same instant.

There has never been such an irony in the millennia before, or even the millennium in the future.On the day the blood race and human beings signed the 500-year peace treaty, they violated their oaths one after another.

The author has something to say: Completion after 500 years

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Half a chapter, I don’t know when to fill it up

I'm suffocated, I can't write nili, the emperor of the sea, just kill me

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#13

If you ignore the blood splattering everywhere, just treat it as a red rain curtain, and focus on admiring his figure, every movement of his advance and retreat and jump even has a dance-like beauty, with an elegant rhythm.But humans cannot appreciate such a step, and I suddenly realized that the opposite of his light posture was the sluggish movement of a human knight.In the eyes of humans, he is so fast that he is just a shadow.

He seemed to be doing it with ease, almost killing.But I know that this is not what he should be like, he didn't have to fight like this.With his bloodline, destroying the entire Kurdenin is just the time of a long spell.

But he even winked at me, he was smiling at me, his lips moved a little, I could read, he was calling me.

He is at a disadvantage now, and I instinctively realized this, so there must be something I haven't remembered-but the sharp pain in my body became more and more intense, as if the **** was eroding the whole body from the heart.I raised my eyes with difficulty, and I could see the calm expression of the bishop—this man killed me 700 years ago, and this man is still standing here 700 years later.

I almost forgot how I became neither a human nor a vampire, or I almost forgot how I was still alive after being pierced through the heart by the holy sword.

That was the first time I saw him furious, all the people present - all human beings turned into red dust in an instant.He jumped at me, hugging my hands trembling uncontrollably.I saw his tears, it turned out that he was beautiful even when he cried, and I remembered that I couldn't help smiling at him.As a human being who betrayed God, I was already ready to accept the punishment I deserved.

But he was always the unwilling one, his voice trembling like his hands, and he explained the magic to me as he took me flying towards Norfarain.

He said: "Ravel, I will turn you back into a human, and this magic will also repair your body." By the way, silver is harmless to humans, I thought in a daze.But how can there be such magic, human beings have lost their souls the moment they become vampires, "But... from now on, you will lose all your memories... Your memories will disappear together with your soul..."

I see.I think.That's how I forgot him.

This is the magic that the Highfield family has passed down for thousands of years, and only the head of the family is allowed to learn it. It is probably because of this that he handed over the position of head of the house to Hershey to inherit.

However, there was an accident during the casting process-to be honest, I don't think this is actually an accident.Such large and complex magic requirements are extremely demanding.Compared with swordsmanship, his learning of magic can be said to be casual, and at the same time he was suffering from the backlash of the blood oath and high emotional tension.In any case, I think he's done the best he can.

As a human being but living for 500 years, I really don't care much about life and death, but he will always be more persistent than me.

At the moment when the spell was about to take effect, he had already realized that his mistake was irreversible.I saw his anxious and sad expression.If possible, I really hope he can always smile, after all, I have never seen a face more suitable for smiling than him.He'd better be always graceful, always calm, and always have a little sly in his eyes.

He said, Lavelle, remember to call me by my name the next time we meet.

Obviously, I couldn't help but wonder many times why he looked at me like this, so lonely and full of expectation.

#14

Highfield... De...

In a sense, the magic did work.It allowed me to escape death from the holy sword, but I couldn't turn back into a real human being.Not only do I have no soul, but at the same time, like a vampire, I have eternal life and fear the sun.

But he didn't keep me in Norfaraine, so I don't know what he experienced during the 200 years when I left Norfarain. Probably, as Hershey said in his out-of-control words, he was about to insist on not go down.And when I tried to ask him later, he just smiled back and didn't say a word.

In order to protect me, he has used magic for a long time to enable me to walk in the sun like a normal human being. At the same time, every 60 years, he will cleanse my memory, create the illusion of death for me, and then send me to a distant place a city-state.

He can no longer use magic.Hershey wanted to rescue Madeleine from the execution ground. In order to prevent her daughter from being burned to death by the scorching sun, he cast the same magic on Hershey as I did on him—this made his power overdrawn, and made me feel the same magic as before. to burning pain.And the pain I feel now was caused by years of drinking the poisoned wine prepared for me by the Temple.This makes me believe that the bishop will have more sinister tricks. Human beings who can survive for 700 years have probably never existed, and maybe the bishop is no longer human.

As I struggle to remember, the Templars have all died by his sword.Holding the long sword in his hand, he shook his arms slightly to wipe off the blood on the sword - no one is more familiar with his saber than I am, it is the holy sword "Holy Judgment" that originally belonged to me.

He kills with a holy sword made of silver.

I almost couldn't help smiling, he was like this from the beginning to the end, so arrogant and mean that it was heart-warming.

But right now I have more important things to do, but I can't make a sound.No matter how hard I struggled, I couldn't get my vocal cords to vibrate.

I heard the bishop applaud and said, "It's really beautiful. It's worthy of His Royal Highness. I didn't get to experience His Highness's swordsmanship 200 years ago. Today I have the opportunity to see it with my own eyes."

He sheathed his sword and did not respond to the bishop's flattery, and he didn't even bother to think of more lines: "My lord bishop, you should give him back to me."

"Why?" the bishop said, "As a servant of God, it is reasonable and reasonable for me to exercise power on behalf of God and punish believers on behalf of God."

"Kravel was never a believer in it."

He shook his head.It turns out that not only vampires have magic, the bishop may really be the apostle of God.His magic power has been weakened by the invisible formation magic since he stepped into the temple, and the barrier above his head is about to be broken. The sunlight falls from the gap in the clouds, and his body is almost transparent in the sunlight——

"Redemption for those who pray, and a hammer for those who fall." The bishop held the cross in his hand and prayed aloud.

From this angle, his face is beautiful and tired.It turned out that he would also show such an expression, after such a long and hopeless wait, time, no, it was me.I finally drained the passion out of his nonexistent soul.

Better not wait for me again.I think.Never wait like this again for a man who forgot his name.

I close my eyes.

I must have forgotten something important, like a promise.

Perhaps it was never poisoned wine, mercury, or silver that corrupted me, but a promise I forgot.

This makes it impossible for me to ignore the strong unwillingness in my heart. I have probably never had such intense emotions, and I have never had so many unwillingness, unwillingness and not wanting to crowd my brain together.This made me give him the answer that I have been waiting for for a hundred years even if my body is decayed and my memory is shattered.

"—Hayfield!"

The shackles forged by magic disappeared, and shattered into crystal fragments in an instant, as if fine snow comforted my burned body.

"Lian Richthofen Heidfeld," I told him, "I'm back."

His magical power that was sealed in my body finally returned in full.The secret magic of the Highfield family can be cancelled, allowing me to become a complete vampire again.I saw his smile, and his enchantment that covered the sky and the sun, and he didn't even forget to decorate the sudden night with the moonlight of Norfalain.

"Welcome back, Lavelle." In the next second, he was already beside me, and the tip of his nose gently rubbed against my cheek.Then he put the holy order in my hands.Under the moonlight, I could see countless claw-like black shadows clutching the bishop's throat.

The author has something to say: I'm done with Fanwai 2 (.)

☆、Maurice·Ravel

Hershey Highfield saw him through the window with twenty minutes to go before school dismissed.

He stands under a tree.There is no wind and no flowers.It's just that this man is already too beautiful, without any embellishments, it is enough to make people unable to take their eyes off.

Hershey Highfield was different from all her classmates.

One of them is that she has two fathers; the other is that she was born in the training cabin.

Keeping her promise to her father, Hershey Highfield kept her secrets tight and waited patiently for the day when she was 16 and could proudly introduce her fathers to everyone.

This planet is located on the frontier of the former alliance, at the farthest end from the empire. In the early years, it belonged to the category of the lawless zone. It has been operating in anarchy for 700 years, and it is still abandoned by the empire until now. Get a proper planetary number, let alone an official name.

Hershey Highfield grew up to be seven years old and went out to study at the request of her father.In order to solve this problem, they had to send her to a school twenty light-years away from home—this was already the nearest educational place that her father thought was reliable.For this reason, her father had to take his daughter to and from school every week.

But her father was always very cold when he mentioned the matter.Her father said: "He is so idle, it's good not to let him pick you up every day." So much so that the girl has always thought that her father, like her, was rejected by her father. It was this father who diligently took her to and from school.

It is said that her inheritance is more from the father who seems to her to be a bit cold.Hershey Highfield could not agree with her report card.Anyway, the semester is over and her birthday is coming up.The holidays are about to begin and today is a beautiful day.

She doesn't even need to think about how to clean up. The bad-tempered father is an excellent mechanic, and the AI ​​authorized to her will make a list for Hershey Highfield before she leaves school, and she just needs to Give this list to the smart butler in your dorm.At this time, her luggage should already be on Dad's spaceship.

Owning a spaceship is a great thing here.After all, on this abandoned planet, there are neither resources nor rations, and it is difficult to get a spaceship if you have money, let alone a mecha.Therefore, on normal days, her father always picks her up on an interplanetary civil aviation spacecraft.

Take a private airship, never before.Thinking of this, Hershey Highfield blinked excitedly.Her eyes are the same beautiful cornflower blue as her father's, and she has inherited her father's blond hair, which is said to have come from her grandfather.On an abandoned planet where embryo gene modification technology cannot be popularized, she can be said to have a rare beauty bestowed by God.However, she seems to have inherited her father's social skills, and she didn't arouse the jealousy of her classmates, but got along very well.

Her personality is warm and generous, full of vitality, and she has a different kind of talent in sports, so she is very lively.So when it was time to leave school, she rushed out of the campus without even having time to say goodbye to her classmates.Just a few minutes ago, the man under the tree seemed to notice her gaze, raised his head and smiled at her, and waved his hand.

Hershey Highfield ran fast, like a gust of wind, threw herself into the man's arms, and shouted happily: "Rian!"

She felt that she probably had the power of a cannonball, but the man didn't move at all, instead he caught her firmly and hugged her in his arms.While she wrapped her arms around his neck, the man stroked her hair.

Her father, Lean Richthofen Highfield, thought Hershey Highfield, there was no man in the world, at least on this planet, who was more beautiful than her father.

Hershey Highfield is only nine years old this year, and she still doesn't understand the meaning of her surname, but she has already accumulated a lot of other questions, which her father urgently needs to answer one by one.

But before that, there is one more thing——

After getting excited, she scratched her father's neck and muttered dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't Lavelle come to pick me up again?"

"Isn't it okay for Dad to pick you up?" The man holding her put on a hurt expression, "Ah...Or is Hershey tired of me?"

"...Lian is disgusting! Lean has turned into a stupid dad!" she said loudly, struggling to jump from her father's arms, "I'm going to tell Ravel!"

Her father let go and let her bounce back to the ground.Then he squatted down and looked at his daughter solemnly.

"Hersey, you can't get into the habit of complaining, or I'll refuse to sign your transcript."

Then her stern father can only give her a slap - Thinking of this, Hershey Highfield immediately showed the same hurt and frustrated expression as her father: "...Okay."

"Besides, didn't Lavelle promise you that if you pass the No.1 exam, he will pick you up?"

Her expression grew even more dejected.

"Lavel clearly knows that I can't do it at all—!" Hershey Highfield said loudly aggrieved, "What is the difference between him doing this and directly refusing!"

The man with a handsome face stood up and rubbed his daughter's hair regretfully, so as to prevent the daughter who was not as tall as his own from seeing the look in his eyes: "I'm sorry, Hershey. After all, there are only two It's too much to ask you to be in the top ten in a class of ten students, isn't it?"

Hershey Highfield pouted and fell silent.

At this time, Hershey Highfield didn't know that the man in front of him was not much better in his own grades, at most he was a little better than himself. test items.But she will know this in the near future, and use it to accuse her father of not being qualified to teach her a lesson!

But the emotions of children