"Half of the Lord? Key?"
"Lord Norton, I don't understand what you mean."
Char raised the question at the right moment, displaying the attitude of someone who knows nothing.
"Oh."
"The vast majority of ignorant civilians in the entire principality simply believe that my niece is the culprit of the natural disaster that occurred sixteen years ago and is the embodiment of disaster."
"But how could they know that if it weren't for her, how could these people live the stable life they have now?"
As expected, Elder Norton also took the opportunity to reveal a few pieces of information.
Although, the information he revealed is still very mysterious.
"The water here is very deep, you don't need to know too much, just do what I say."
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"There will be a big change in the Cang Ting Principality soon. When the time comes for you to know, you will naturally know everything."
So could the Riddler just die quickly?
Xia complained in his mind, but did not show it on the surface. He responded respectfully and left.
There is no need to rush into gathering intelligence.
Anyway, in Norton's eyes, he was an orphan without a father or a mother, and he had a backup plan, so he was considered one of Norton's own.
When the plan is implemented, I will know the secrets sooner or later.
Xia Ya walked and looked along the way.
It was not until he left the Grand Duke's mansion and arrived at the bustling streets of the royal capital that he silently summoned Silver and Shanshan.
"Sylvia Brunstadt."
It's time to meet the target of his mission, the future Blue Silver Witch.
"Get out, you are not welcome here."
"Your Highness the Grand Duke has been wise throughout his life, but the name of the Brunstadt family has been completely tarnished by you."
"If it weren't for you, my brother and father wouldn't have died! Countless people in Cang Ting Principality wouldn't have been displaced!"
"Your mother died because of you! A girl of disaster like you should never have appeared in this world in the first place!"
Sylvia was walking on the steep mountain wall, with a cliff more than ten meters high on her side and the roar of rushing waves in her ears.
The cold wind blew on her cheeks, biting her bones.
Even though she had tried her best to force herself not to think about it, those harsh words still lingered in her ears in her dreams at midnight.
If that were all, that would be fine.
If I am just reprimanded and scolded, it at least means that my existence still has meaning.
At least, there are still people willing to spend time on themselves.
Even if this feeling is just pure hatred and disgust.
But what is even more unacceptable is being ignored.
The atmosphere of the family banquet, which was originally bustling and lively, changed drastically as soon as I arrived. It became strange and distant, leaving only countless strange eyes looking at me.
My peers who were originally laughing and playing in the garden would put away their smiles and leave in silence as soon as they noticed my arrival.
Even if she concealed her identity and made friends, as soon as she was discovered by the other party's elders, all she would receive was a cold letter severing all ties.
After all, she is the only daughter of the Grand Duke, and not everyone dares to ignore this identity and speak rudely to her.
In fact, on the contrary, at least most of the people in the Duke's mansion were polite and courteous when facing her.
But beneath that respectful surface——
That silent coldness and alienation was the most hurtful.
"Why is this happening?"
"Am I really what they say?"
"That personification of disaster that shouldn't exist in this world?"
Sylvia had asked herself this question during countless sleepless nights without stars.
Maybe it's because of that thing that resides deep in my heart.
It was a twisted black shadow that had existed deep in Sylvia's heart since she could remember, nailed to a huge bronze cross.
Normally, everything seemed calm, except for some mumbling that Sylvia couldn't understand occasionally.
but--
Whenever Sylvia was in a state of great emotional fluctuation or her willpower began to waver.
The twisted darkness would silently erode a little and swallow up her consciousness. Then, when Sylvia's consciousness regained consciousness.
What greeted her was the deep red body filled with the smell of rust.
There were also the elders in the clan who had even colder looks, with complex expressions mixed with hatred and fear.
That look was so piercing that from the first time on, every night of Sylvia's life was accompanied by nightmares and fear.
She was afraid that when she woke up, what she would see were cold corpses lying on the ground.
“But I don’t want this to happen.”
The girl's whispers disappeared in the evening breeze, and no one heard them.
It was already evening and the huge sun was touching the sea surface.
Tens of millions of tons of sea water surged under the cliff, and the waves broke into white splashes under the black rocks.
Sylvia stared blankly at the dark tide and fell into speechless silence.
After a long time, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind.
Sylvia bit her lips, which had turned purple from the cold wind, and took a light step, leaning half of her body out of the cliff.
Just one step and she would fall into the icy Grand Sea.
The Grant Sea is several miles away from the capital of Cang Ting and is sparsely populated.
Not to mention that at this time of sunset, most of the residents of the royal capital had already returned home, and were enjoying dinner happily with their families around the fireplace and the warmth of the magic lamps.
If you fall into the water at this moment, let alone being rescued to shore, even being found would be just a luxury.
However, this is exactly what Sylvia wants.
She had a death wish in her heart.
Ever since I can remember, I have been walking on thin ice and dare not relax even for a moment.
But even so, under the mumbling of the blurry figure on the bronze cross, Sylvia almost lost herself several times and implicated many innocent people.
The most serious out-of-control incident flattened half of the street.
She was tired of this dark and lightless life.
I am even more tired of myself who hurts innocent people from time to time.
So, on such a winter evening, she sneaked out of the Grand Duke's mansion and came here.
Maybe those people were not wrong.
A girl of disaster like herself should not have appeared in this world from the very beginning.
The cold wind in the evening was so chilly that it made Sylvia's hands and feet numb, and even her consciousness became a little hazy.
"God, my Lord."
Sylvia's cracked lips opened slightly, letting out a silent self-mockery.
When she was young, Sylvia also prayed to God secretly.
She also fantasized that someone would come, like in the bard's story, bathed in light, and rescue her from this dark and lightless quagmire.
But she knew in her heart that it was just a fantasy.
Maybe there really are so-called gods in this world.
The high and mighty Holy See in the Holy Roman Empire in the west of the continent even claims to be the agent of God's will on earth.
However, if the other party were to discover the things that were dwelling deep in his heart, he would become the target of the Holy See's crusade and would be purged as a heretic, without a doubt.
She waited for no one.
No one will come.
Sylvia closed her eyes, and her delicate body trembled slightly.
Just before she fell off the cliff, Sylvia heard a voice ringing in her ear.
"What a coincidence, are you here to jump into the sea too?"
There was no awe, caution, or hatred in the words that Sylvia was accustomed to.
It's just a hint of curiosity.
She turned her head towards the source of the sound, only to see a slender figure appear not far from her.
The light golden afterglow of the setting sun fell on the other person's profile, making the outline clear and deep.
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