Eli (Xiu)
Unfortunately, life is never so smooth. Just when Ellie accepted her new identity as Elena and was satisfied with it, trouble was about to come.
"Elena, my lovely sweetheart, you have encountered such a tragic thing. I am really sad for you." A chubby middle-aged man with a big belly sat in front of Ellie, looking kind and gentle.
Elena's face was expressionless.
According to the butler's previous introduction, the fat man was her uncle, Eli, the younger brother of her father, Viscount Elro.
As the second son of the former viscount, Eli did not inherit the title of viscount. He himself had no special talents and could only rely on the former viscount's love for his son to hold an idle position in the viscount's territory as a clerk in charge of the granary.
Now that Viscount Elro is dead and Master Joyce is also dead, Eli can't wait to come to Elena, the first heir. Elena, who has seen many tricks, has reason to be vigilant.
Sure enough, after expressing grief and pity for five minutes, Eli stated the most important purpose of his visit.
"Elena, you're still young, and you're still a girl. Uncle knows you're a true lady who has always enjoyed elegant art and dislikes dealing with tedious, mundane chores. Although I don't have much talent, as your closest elder, I'm willing to share some of the responsibilities with you." Eli straightened his back, a confident smile on his face. "Elena, you can continue to pursue art. Uncle will strive to be your most reliable supporter and manage the territory on your behalf."
Elena raised her eyebrows slightly, haha, he really came to grab power.
Elena, who had little family affection and had never felt the love of relatives, did not believe the sweet words of her uncle at all.
"Uncle, I'm touched that you care so much about me." Elena lowered her head slightly, just enough to conceal the disdain in her eyes.
Just when Eli's face showed joy.
"But I still want to give it a try, to see if I can take on the responsibilities of the Viscountry." Elena gracefully raised her neck, her childish and innocent face now showing a resolute expression. "I don't want to disappoint my father. He must be watching over me from heaven, hoping that I can pull myself together."
Eli's joy was frozen on his face.
"Uncle, thank you for your kindness and concern. I will cheer up and work hard." Elena nodded seriously.
After losing the first battle, Eli left with a sullen face.
Eli boarded the carriage parked at the castle gate, turned his head and looked in the direction of the castle with a gloomy expression.
"Master, did the talk with Miss Elena go well?" asked Eli's trusted butler in the carriage.
Eli gritted his teeth and said, "You ungrateful little kid."
"Did Miss Elena refuse? Could it be that someone came to her first and said something to her? For example, asking her to be on guard against you, master? After all, you are the rightful second heir." The trusted male servant guessed in a low voice.
"No one should have come. I didn't receive any news." Eli shook his head.
In the castle hall, Elena watched Eli's carriage leave, and wanted to cast a protective shield for the entire castle. When there is a thief inside, it is better to be more cautious.
Beep, insufficient level, insufficient magic power.
Elena was depressed and had to settle for the second best, which was to cast a protective shield for herself.
The old butler behind Elena looked at her with concern.
"What do you want to say?" Elena asked without turning her head. After applying the protective shield, her perception of the surroundings became more acute.
The old butler lowered his head and said, "Miss, have you heard of the past of the Gliande family?"
Greander? Elena frowned.
"Just say it." Elena turned around.
The old butler still lowered his head. "Twenty years ago, the head of the Glaander family and his eldest son died in battle on the Pads Grassland, leaving behind only their eight-year-old youngest son. The head's two younger brothers joined forces and, under the pretext of the heir being young and the elders acting as guardians, took over all affairs of the territory. Six years later, the fourteen-year-old heir passed away from a long illness. Thus, the Glaander family's territory was divided in two, with each half inherited by the former head's two younger brothers."
This story is quite interesting.
Elena smiled: "Thank you for your loyalty, I understand."
Since there is a successful precedent, Eli will definitely continue to strive for supervision.
Things developed faster than Elena expected. The next day, Eli brought several relatives from the side branches to visit the Viscount's Mansion again.
This time, Eli's attitude was much tougher than yesterday. He seemed to be determined not to give up unless Elena let him take charge of the territory.
Several relatives from the side branches tried their best to persuade her, seizing the weakness that Elena was only fifteen years old and not yet an adult, and tried their best to persuade Elena to retreat behind the scenes and be a delicate lady, and hand over the management of the territory to Eli on her behalf. They didn't know how many ACs there were, but they made promises, saying that when Elena turned eighteen, Eli would definitely hand over the management of the territory to Elena, so she didn't have to worry.
Elena not only wanted to laugh, but also wanted to spray them in the face.
Guarantee, what guarantee can you give? Are they shameless enough to just rely on their empty words?
What were their identities? Did they hold power? Did they hold a higher rank than hers?
They have neither a title nor a right of inheritance that ranks behind her. What right and nerve do they have to tell her what to do?
Just because they look older than her and die faster than her?
There is no need to worry. Only a fool would not worry. If she really believed them, she might not even know how she died.
"It's only been three years. I think I can handle it." Elena kept a straight face, trying to keep a calm demeanor and avoid yelling. "If you trouble Uncle Eli to take care of it for me for three years, and then hand it over to me again after three years, not to mention whether this would be too much trouble for Uncle Eli, the Viscount's affairs are complicated. If he hands it over now and then again in three years, if something is overlooked in between, it would be difficult to clarify the responsibility. I also don't want to create any suspicion between Uncle Eli and me."
She didn't say it so tactfully, and her excuse was rather casual. Anyone who wasn't a fool could tell what her real attitude was.
Seeing that Elena refused to give in, Eli's expression was grim, and he played his trump card in a controlled tone: "Elena, if you are worried, I can ask Viscount Antoine to be a guarantor. Viscount Antoine is a man of high moral character and fair conduct. With him as a guarantor, you will no longer suspect that I will do anything to you."
Viscount Antoine?
Elena remembered the name.
It seems that Eli dared to seize power not only because of his ambition, but also because he had a backer.
I just don’t know if there is anyone else besides Viscount Antoine?
"Elena, tax month is coming soon. Taxes are a big deal and we can't make any mistakes." Eli said threateningly.
Elena's eyebrows jumped and she became furious. What she hated most was threats, and what she hated most was threats.
Elena decisively opened the system background and glanced at the skill box. Now three skills were lit.
The first option: Magic Flame Bullet.
Second option: Icicles.
The third option: the invitation of the deceased.
Elena decisively chose Invitation of the Dead, a curse spell from the Undead system. One of the characteristics of the Undead system is that after the enemy dies, different magic points will be randomly decomposed to feed back to the caster, which can be regarded as an alternative mana recovery spell.
Elena looked at Eli in front of her with a meaningful smile on her face.
Just wait, I'll curse you as soon as you leave the castle.
When Eli heard Elena's smile, he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his head and his rationality quickly returned.
Eli took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and continued to persuade in the most gentle tone: "Elena, taxation is a major issue in the territory. The entire territory will be in a mess when the time comes. You have no experience, and your uncle is really worried about you. How about this, your uncle will assist you, and we can handle the tax month matter together?"
The relatives from other branches also hummed and joined in the persuasion.
Elena sneered.
Handle it together? Haha, the idea is still to decentralize power.
Outside the castle window, in the distance, in the lush and dense forest, a white sword energy shot up into the sky.
With a loud bang, a level five Warcraft Steel-Fanged Boar was neatly cut in half and fell to the ground.
Blood mixed with dust fell bit by bit, and a person approached.
He has neat short hair in light chestnut color mixed with a hint of gold, a pair of eyes as blue as the sky under his sword-like eyebrows, a straight nose, and the facial features of the upper half of his face are handsome and stylish. It's a pity that the lower half of his face is covered by a thick beard, which reduces the appearance of this face by half.
He coldly dug out the monster core from the heart of the steel-fanged boar, picked up a leaf and wiped the blood off the monster core, then threw the monster core into the leather bag.
There were only a few low-level monster cores, 3 silver coins, and 15 copper coins in the leather bag.
The man counted three times and silently put the leather bag away.
The man looked up to identify the direction.
It seems that we have entered the territory of Fussen Town, and we can go to Joyce to collect the debt.
The man kicked off his feet, and his whole body bounced into the sky like a cannonball, and the entire earth was in his sight.
In the distance, a castle-like building appeared, very conspicuous.
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