"Chelsea, put Elaine down too... cough cough." There was another burst of coughing up blood.
Loran Hill slowly walked over from the side of the rock.
Angus was leaning against the stone wall, his body covered in blood, holding his daughter Elaine in his arms. Unfortunately, the previously flamboyant girl had no heartbeat at this moment.
"Who!" A maid in a black dress and white cedar looked at Loran Hill nervously, holding a rapier in her hand.
"Don't be nervous. I don't think this lady is here to kill me." Angus looked up and saw that it was the girl he had met in 'Flowers and Summer Leaves' before. He was no longer nervous, but lowered his head again, looking at his daughter who had fallen into eternal sleep in his arms.
There were dark red bloodstains on Elaine's chest, and it was obvious that she died from being stabbed in the heart with a sword.
It seems that this is really a revenge killing, Loran Hill thought, then took out three [Blood Activating Potions] and threw them over.
"Drink this, it will be good for your injury."
The butler and head maid next to him were still a little confused, but Angus didn't refuse. He picked it up and poured it into his mouth.
After a while, his face became rosy again and the coughing up blood was relieved a lot.
"Thank you." His voice was still a little hoarse.
"Well, it's nothing. I just saw the tragic scene on the road, so I followed to see what was going on." Loran Hill looked at the father who had lost his daughter. He felt a little sympathetic, but he didn't stay any longer and prepared to turn around and leave.
"Can you wait a moment, kind lady?" Angus coughed up blood again.
"What's the matter?" The girl turned around a little confused.
"You're going to Verga, right?"
"Yes."
"What are you going there for?"
"Make some money."
"I want to do business with you."
"Um!?"
Angus covered his mouth, which was coughing up blood, with a handkerchief, and took out a seal from his arms with his trembling right hand.
"I want to ask you to do me a favor." He said word by word.
Loran Hill looked at the middle-aged man covered in blood, with some gray hair on his temples and some calluses on his hands. His deep blue eyes stared at her, filled with unwillingness and regret.
The girl was silent for a moment, then she asked, "What's the favor?"
"The person I feel most sorry for in my life is my wife. She passed away early, leaving behind only a daughter, but I couldn't even keep this one daughter alive."
"I'm not a good husband. During these years of traveling, I had sex with a woman after getting drunk. She gave birth to a child for me, who is now just over 10 years old."
"I'm not sure if the enemy knows about the existence of mother and son, but I can't take that risk. So I'd like you to take care of them."
"Why me? Don't you still have loyal subordinates around you?"
"Yes, I have no doubt about Ceres and Chelsea's loyalty, but when the nest is overturned, the eggs will also be broken. If I and my only apparent heir were to die, the Carites Chamber of Commerce would quickly fall apart and be completely taken over by others."
"Without the protection and influence of the Chamber of Commerce, those secretive opponents will become even more unscrupulous, and at that time, relying solely on a few loyal subordinates will not be able to resist them."
"So you want to?"
"I would like you to pretend to be my daughter, and then I will transfer all ownership of the Chamber of Commerce to you. I only ask you to protect my only child and his mother, so that they can live in peace."
The butler and head maid next to them were a little surprised at this sudden scene, but they didn't know how to speak.
"But I don't look like your daughter. Others won't believe me. Besides, they're not familiar with Verga, so it would be easy to be exposed."
Roland Hill carefully observed Angus's condition. Although the blood-activating potion temporarily replenished his blood and healed most of his wounds, his lungs had ruptured and were clogged with blood foam. He wouldn't survive the night, even with Roland Hill's help. Angus wasn't a Transcendent himself, and his physique was too weak to be effective with effective healing spells and potions.
"I have been raising my daughter in the West Wind Kingdom. No one in Wilga has ever seen her. They have only heard about her verbally. As long as you have my handwritten and sealed suicide note and the keepsake, plus Chelsea and Ceres's testimony, no one will be able to question you."
"It doesn't matter if you're not familiar with Verga. Ceres and Chelsea will tell you about the situation there. Besides, my daughter doesn't know much about the place anyway, so it won't arouse suspicion."
Loran Hill was silent for a while before he slowly spoke.
"...Although it's a bit rude, won't this arouse suspicion?"
The girl slowly removed her hood, and the three people across from her were briefly stunned. Silky silver hair slid from her hood, revealing skin as white as enamel, soft lips, a slightly upturned nose, and breathtaking red crystal eyes! She was even more beautiful than the goddesses depicted in poetry. The silver hair and crimson eyes created a tremendous visual impact, causing the three to hold their breath, fearing that this crystal-like dream scene would be shattered.
Seeing the shocked expressions of the three people opposite her, the girl sighed slightly and put her hood back on, which made the three people opposite her calm down.
Since waking from her slumber, her appearance has become increasingly stunning. Perhaps it's a change in temperament, or perhaps it's the addition of some natural talent, to the point where she herself is a bit distressed. Being beautiful is a good thing, but being too beautiful can also bring a lot of unnecessary trouble.
In fact, Angus was a little confused before, but now he is completely relieved. No wonder the girl wanted to cover up her appearance.
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