Chapter 54 Why She Isn’t a Boy The wings of a bird are forever…
In the brightly lit basement, wooden barrels were placed in a disorderly manner, and various experimental instruments were piled in the space, leaving only a small gap large enough for one person to pass through.
The plain-looking young man bent over and held his breath, staring intently at the instrument on the wooden table. After an unknown amount of time, blue liquid began to drip from the transparent instrument. The man's face suddenly twitched slightly, and his breathing became rapid. He unconsciously scratched the horrible burn scar on the left side of his face. The corners of his mouth suddenly widened, and his laughter sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
"That's right! That's right! That's it!"
His chest rose and fell more and more obviously, and he paced back and forth hurriedly, looking at the instrument frequently from time to time.
Until he caught a glimpse of a man standing in front of the wooden door, covered tightly in a black robe.
His eyes flashed with joy, and he quickly squeezed through a gap in the path, ready to grab the black-robed man's arm with both hands. However, he stopped when he touched the robe, revealing a somewhat embarrassed expression. He withdrew his hand, but this still couldn't hide the madness and fiery heat in his eyes: "Whose power is this?"
The man in black robe was silent for a while, then spoke slowly: "It seems that there has been significant progress." Even if it was something he had been paying attention to, he remained indifferent.
"It's more than serious!" The man ignored the black-robed man's indifference and scratched the scar on his face again. "We can start the experiment in seven days at most. Come and take a look."
After saying that, he walked towards the experimental equipment. The man in black robe followed behind him. The man's foot stepped on the sticky red liquid, which immediately splashed. The man in black robe stopped for a few seconds and walked around.
"Has the experimental subject been confirmed?"
"Of course." The man was in a good mood at the moment and began to chatter. "Marquis Kesley gave me a list. I've already identified the long-term test subject. I secretly met with the test subject not long ago and implanted the Sergenko curse on her. The experiment can begin at any time."
"Well, well done, you'll get your wish soon, Rujin."
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The carriage was shaking slightly, and the young coachman carefully controlled the horses' forward movement. This was his first time driving a carriage for a nobleman, and there were several knights staring at him beside the carriage, so he was inevitably a little nervous.
The image of the Marquis' daughter whom he met at the gate of Alsayin College appeared in his mind. As expected, she was just as the rumors said, worthy of being known as the Ruby of Cyronil. He pursed his lips. No wonder Marquis Kesley loved her so much. He had just arrived in Lachigo yesterday and couldn't wait to see her today.
Vifia in the carriage didn't care about the coachman's opinion. She didn't care about it either. She could probably guess what the Marquis wanted to talk to her about. She lowered her eyes expressionlessly. But it just so happened that she had planned to meet the Marquis and Vaholian.
Her eyes glanced lightly at the falling snow outside the car window, and a plan gradually took shape in her mind.
The carriage stopped, and Vifiya opened the door to get out, but she didn't see any familiar figure. Neve was not there.
There was no change on her face, but alarm bells were ringing in her heart. No matter what happened, as long as she came back, Niv would come to greet her. She put her hand on the butler Gavin's hand and asked casually, "Where's Niv?"
Gavin's eyes held the same perfunctory smile as before, and he replied respectfully, "Neve was summoned by the Marquis this morning for a talk, Miss."
Vifiya glanced at Gavin, stopped talking to him, walked past the servants who were waiting at the door, and headed towards the study as usual.
Gavin followed her closely, lowering his eyes slightly to hide his obsession.
Vifiya knew what Gavin was thinking, but she didn't care at the moment, nor did she want to care. Neve was more important now.
She couldn't show too much concern for Neve, otherwise once the Marquis noticed, it would become very dangerous for both her and Neve. She just hoped that Neve could hold on a little longer.
It's still too dangerous here. We must break the curse on her as soon as possible and let her leave here.
The study door came into view. At this moment, the door opened a crack and a girl in a maid outfit stepped out.
Vifiya paused, then quickly started again, as if she was simply looking to see who appeared.
When Neve saw it was her, she smiled and trotted forward: "Miss!"
She stopped and secretly observed whether Neve was injured. After confirming that she was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief. Her eyes softened: "How have you been recently?"
Seeing Vifiya, Neve's eyes sparkled. "I'm fine, Miss. I'm learning to manage the garden with the gardener every day. I change the flowers in your bedroom every day. I'm sure you'll like them."
"Well, thank you for your hard work." She lowered her eyes. It seemed that Vaholian did help her take care of Neve and did not let her suffer any grievances.
Niv turned her head and glanced towards the study: "Then I'll go back and wait for the young lady."
Vifiya nodded.
Until Niv walked away, Gavin's voice came from behind her: "The lady and Niv have a really good relationship."
She didn't look at him and walked towards the study: "Are you and your brother not on good terms?"
Without waiting for Gavin's response, she knocked on the door and went straight in.
An ordinary-looking man came towards them, made way for Vifiya, and then left.
Vifiya's eyelids twitched, and she glanced at him calmly. He had brown hair, round eyes, and a burn mark on the left side of his cheek. He looked like the person Niv had mentioned that day.
He was just here, just like Neve.
She raised her eyes and saw that Marquis Kesley was already sitting in the reception area waiting for her. She stepped forward without hesitation and saluted: "Father."
The Marquis of Casely nodded.
Vifiya sat down opposite him.
He took out an envelope and placed it on the table, then got straight to the point: "Are you sure?"
Her eyes moved from the envelope to the Marquis. "Of course, Father."
The Marquis said nothing more, stroking the edge of the letter Vifia had written to him.
An unknown amount of time passed as the Marquis looked at her deeply. He suddenly couldn't understand what his daughter wanted to do. She had left a reward with him before the academy started, but now what she wanted was something like this... breaking the rules?
He said, "He's just a commoner. You're the daughter of a marquis, and you want a commoner as your personal knight? Do you know what you're doing?"
Vifiya smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know, father."
"You will also have to crown him a knight."
She didn't object.
The Marquis looked at the well-behaved and docile Vifiya opposite him. No, she would not know that the royal family did intend to promote a small number of commoners recently, but this matter was currently known only to His Majesty, the two earls and several of the Marquis. Even the method of promotion was still under discussion.
It was such a coincidence that he suspected she did it on purpose, but she couldn't have known, and all the facts refuted his guess.
The feeling was stronger. It wasn't that she was trying to break free from the cage, but that he couldn't catch her.
The Marquis's hand trembled slightly when he realized this. He had specially left a reward with the Marquis' seal so that he could not refuse to fulfill it. Now, it was obviously an extreme coincidence, but there was nothing to prove her behavior.
Did she do this on purpose? The Marquis understood the extent of his control over Vifiya. He had basically kept her from getting any information about this back in Cyronil. In other words, even though he had been suppressing her, she still managed to piece together this plan based on bits and pieces of information.
How did she choose the candidate for her personal knight? He couldn't refuse the candidate now. He had investigated that commoner. As a future knight, he was almost impeccable except for his commoner status.
When they were hesitating about how to implement it, she opened a way for this matter.
No matter how the nobles argued or how they harbored their own ulterior motives regarding the plan to promote commoners, it would eventually be implemented, just like the establishment of Alsayin College.
The Marquis' heart beat faster than it had in a long time. No matter how many times he controlled her, she would still grow amazingly.
"Putting aside the fact that commoners have made an exception and become personal knights of great nobles, do you know what the coronation ceremony of a knight means?"
Vifiya didn't know how much the Marquis had thought during that period of time, or how he guessed about her, but based on her understanding of the Marquis and her past attention to this time period, the Marquis would not reject such a coincidence.
Vifiya asked in return: "Father, do you want to see my knight be a knight who has not even had a coronation ceremony?"
"You can choose a noble knight." The Marquis stared at her and spoke without hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Vifiya said innocently, "But father, do you know? He has pledged his loyalty to me."
The Marquis paused. Loyalty, the loyalty casually spoken by someone who has not yet truly become a knight is not worth mentioning. His eyes were indifferent. He knew that the loyalty she was talking about was more than that. She was not that stupid.
So the commoner gave her other assurances, a chain strong enough to hold him.
For the great nobles, they do not lack others who are willing to die for them. What they lack is people who are capable enough and loyal to them wholeheartedly.
A smirk appeared in his crimson eyes: "Wouldn't it be easier to control a civilian like this?"
Vifiya knew that even if the Marquis was concerned that she had someone of his own, he would not refuse this deal that seemed to have more benefits than disadvantages.
The Marquis, who had originally worried that she was truly treating commoners, lowered his gaze. He tentatively said, "People always change, let alone humble commoners."
Vifiya only chuckled softly: "Then kill him, or let him die on his own."
When the Marquis's eyes met hers, she continued, "I've already given him what he wanted. Since he's disobedient, there's no need to keep him around, right, Father?"
Things that have lost their value should be discarded immediately. This is one of the characteristics of the Kesley family. Only those with value are worthy of being kept.
The Marquis did not answer immediately, nor did he look at her. He fell silent. He did not let Vifia see the complexity in his eyes. He had obviously been suppressing her growth. She now looked rational, indifferent, ruthless enough, and ambitious. In her plan, she even included him, and he was willing to follow her plan.
She was more like Kesley than his two sons, and more in line with the Kesley he had in mind.
What a pity, why wasn't she a boy? If she were a boy, she would be more suitable to be the heir than Valholian and Stellan.
Unfortunately, she is a girl.
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