"And the ancestor returned just as the emperor had expected, after disappearing for twenty years. He brought a young boy with him."
"Boy? Could it be..."
"That's right, that boy is the second-generation head of the Hailar family, and also our ancestor. At least, that's what our ancestor Olubet told everyone when he brought the boy back to his fiefdom. He was his child..."
"And then... the ancestor disappeared once more, leaving behind the young second-generation Haieral. It was as if he had returned only to leave his own descendants. And since then, he has never appeared in this world again. We don't even know where he was buried..."
"... Fortunately, the emperor at the time took great care of the Haierlar family. Under his care, the second generation of the Haierlar family grew up smoothly and inherited the title and fiefdom of their first ancestor..."
The reception room fell silent again. Even if Collette wanted to ease the atmosphere, she didn't know how to start. It was more like she was the one who was most shocked.
Knock knock!
There was a knock on the door.
"Master, I have found what you want."
The arrival of Butler Laurenz broke the silence.
"Okay, come in!" Rezelian replied, smiling at Collette. "Miss Collette, please don't take what I just said too seriously. After all, it's nothing to be proud of for the Hyeral family. Even the people back then couldn't figure out what happened to their ancestors, let alone three hundred years later."
"Ah, yes... Sorry, Mr. Lezelian, I lost my composure. Also, I won't reveal anything about today's topic!"
Collette quickly put on a smile and replied, making a promise.
Lezelian smiled and nodded, very satisfied with Collette's understanding.
"Here is the box, sir."
Lorenz carefully placed the box on the table.
"Well, thank you for your hard work, Laurents."
After saying this, Lezelian stood up from his seat, took out a key from his arms, walked to the box, and inserted the key into the keyhole.
Click!
With a slight sound, the lock was opened by the key and the box was slowly opened.
"Please look, Miss Collette! This is the family heirloom left behind by our ancestor, Olubet, the Lone Sword. It's the sword stained with the blood of countless rebels."
Everyone looked into the box.
There, there lay a sword that still gleamed with cold light even after hundreds of years. It was the heirloom sword of the Hailar family, and it was also the sword that "Lone Sword" carried with him back then.
Collette approached the sword, her eyes unconsciously drawn to it. She reached out her hand to touch the blade, but before she could touch it, a bloody murderous intent suddenly surged into her mind.
Bang!
Lezelian grabbed the box and closed it.
"Miss Collette, please be careful! This sword is no ordinary object. It was stained with too much blood and carries a strong murderous aura. Anyone who touches it will suffer backlash unless they are a member of the Hailar family or someone with an extremely strong will!"
"Ah! Sorry, I couldn't control myself just now!"
Collette regained consciousness and quickly apologized.
Lezelian breathed a sigh of relief. "It's okay, Miss Collette. I'm glad you're okay. If you were in danger while visiting my home, I would be the one to blame. From now on, please watch from a distance. This is for your own safety."
After that, Lezelian carefully opened the box again.
"Okay, thank you!"
Collette thanked him and stepped back to watch from a distance.
"Mr. Lezelian, may I ask if this sword was the one that Lord Olubet left behind when he left behind the second generation ancestor of your family?"
After carefully examining the Heyeral family's heirloom sword, Collette raised another question.
"No, that's not the case."
Unexpectedly, Lezelian shook his head and denied it.
"This sword was actually left behind when our ancestor first disappeared. It was left with the emperor at the time."
"Hmm..." Collette lowered her head and thought for a moment, as if she had finally figured something out. "Speaking of which, it's rumored that this sword was originally given to Lord Olubet by the royal family. If that lord had already planned to leave at that time, then it's possible that he returned the sword to the royal family."
"Indeed, that's the story that's been passed down in the family. The reason it later returned to the family was because the emperor believed that this sword had become a symbol of the Haierlar family when it accompanied our ancestors in saving the empire from collapse. It could only belong to the Haierlar family. So when the second generation inherited everything, he gave the sword back to them."
"So that's how it is..."
After a long conversation, Collette ended the home visit.
... ...
"Mr. Lezelian and Madam, thank you both for taking the time to meet some of my willful requests today!"
At the gate of the Heyeral family's house, Collette bowed and saluted.
“Where, where!”
Lezelian smiled and replied,
"I hope I didn't disappoint Miss Collette."
"Of course not. Rather, I've gained a lot from this trip, and I'm grateful for all your help in answering my questions. Now, please allow me to take my leave."
Lezelian nodded.
"Well, Miss Collette, please take care."
Lilia also smiled and said, "Miss Collette, you are always welcome to our home."
"Teacher Collette, take care."
Collette left.
As the door of the Hailar family slowly closed, Lezelian and his group turned around and walked towards the house.
On the way, Hulim stared at her father, as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What is the matter, my little Hulim? Is there anything you want to say?"
Lezelian noticed his little daughter's behavior and found it funny, so he also asked.
Hulim paused, still hesitant, but after hesitating for a few seconds, she chose to ask the question in her heart.
"...Father, are we really the descendants of our Olubet ancestors?"
Lezelian was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then he laughed.
"I once asked your grandfather the same question. Do you know how he answered?"
"?"
Hulim shook her head.
Lezelian answered seriously:
"Your grandfather told me that before that ancestor, Olubet of the Lone Sword, left the second generation ancestor, he said this to him—"
"I have already failed. My child, please let this bloodline flow. Then, one day, the person this bloodline truly waits for will appear..."
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