Dear Broom Knight

Valera quickly understood why Cesca said that.

As the giant male white dragon landed on the lawn, an indescribable pressure swept in from outside the window.

The castle walls should have had some means of isolating that chilling, paralyzing power.

But the wide-open window transmitted that feeling layer by layer.

However, the isolation array was still working after all, so, in her position, it felt much better.

At least it wouldn't leave her without the strength to even flip through documents.

"If you get used to this, even if Sister's talent isn't enough, she will definitely be able to break through certain limitations!" Cesca said with enthusiasm.

Valera felt a burst of joy in her heart.

Then she realized something: "Cesca... you don't plan on keeping me here all the time, do you?"

"Huh?" Cesca blinked. "Is there anything wrong with that? Anyway, the Baron said it was okay until spring!"

"The Baron specifically mentioned to you that it should be until spring?" Valera sighed helplessly.

"Ah... did I do something wrong again?" Cesca asked cautiously.

"The Baron even guessed that you would only call for me." Valera looked at Cesca's expression, her gentleness tinged with helplessness. "Do you think this is good for Charles?"

"He's not without opportunities." Cesca blurted out, "Only Ruthcarnia leaves in the spring... Ah, sorry, Sister Valera."

Valera's gaze instantly turned stern, and before Cesca could react, the words of apology had already left her mouth.

"The only, the only opportunity, and you plan to let me enjoy it alone?" Valera's tone was very serious. "Cesca, I know you always think that my past was too bitter, that I was the one among our four siblings who had the worst experiences, so you always try to make things a little better for me.

I am very grateful for this kind of favoritism.

But, favoritism goes too far... Have you forgotten the painful struggles we went through back then?

What difference is there between you now and the former Marian Toller?

We, who are in it, are unwilling to accept it, but those watching from the outside won't think they are really too much.

At least, we all grew up alive and well, and we were all well-nurtured... Without their efforts, would we be where we are today?

Would you and Taylor be able to follow behind the Baron?

Would Charles and I have the opportunity to undergo knight training?

Cesca, even if we didn't get much, it wasn't completely nothing.

Our talents are notoriously poor!

It's just that we ourselves are unwilling to accept that kind of life as puppets, right?"

Cesca nodded silently.

Valera pointed at Taylor, who was sitting by the window, and said with a solemn expression: "We four siblings are all born rebels.

Or rather, what we saw growing up was a proper person like Madam Yagris, so we know that people's futures shouldn't be like that.

What if we had never seen the outside world?

Without knowing those true beauties, that mud pit would be our home, and no matter how stinky it was, we would only think that the world was this kind of taste.

Cesca, do you now feel that you have the same style as Madam Marian?

My sister... the taste of the mud pit still affected you, but that's nothing, it's normal.

No matter how frantically we try to get rid of the marks of the past, it's definitely not that easy.

We can only wait for time to slowly wash away those... dirty things.

But, we must struggle out of it consciously when those things still exist and occasionally affect us.

Don't drift with the tide, always be vigilant."

Taylor looked left and right, then suddenly asked with a puzzled expression: "Those are our own parents! Isn't it normal to have similarities with them?

What's wrong with you two, looking like you're about to die?"

"Yes, this is the face of someone whose parents have died." Cesca's face turned cold, and she directly retorted.

Valera shook her head helplessly, and then frowned... The pressure was getting greater.

She looked up, and on the lawn by the lake, where beautiful, silk-woven white flowers were blooming, another slightly smaller white dragon appeared.

Between the two white dragons were three top-heavy hatchlings, using their tiny tails to maintain balance.

Valera didn't think that the three little dragons had the dragon might comparable to their parents.

But the pressure she felt was indeed at least three times greater... Her slightly trembling hands proved this.

When there was only the larger white dragon just now, she was still very calm.

Valera had actually prepared herself to withstand double the power, and even thought that she might be able to move a little closer to the window.

As a result, was there actually such a big difference?

It seemed that she really couldn't stay anywhere other than this corner.

Valera turned her head to look at Taylor, who was sitting by the window: "Taylor, is it really okay?"

"Ah... I can only stay for two hours." Taylor replied calmly, "Then I have to move to the table in the middle.

Then, in the afternoon, I'll go to the small training ground on the other side of the castle to train.

The pressure there is estimated to be two-thirds of what you just felt.

I hope that I can train in the large training ground in front before spring arrives.

However, I have given up the idea of going next to that lawn, it is impossible to do."

Valera nodded: "You should be able to break through level 10, right?"

"Yes, compared to Sister Cesca, enduring this kind of pressure brings me greater benefits, after all, it is more suitable for the heavy-armored knight I chose."

If Taylor needed to stay in the gravity array for three years to cultivate his chosen special expertise to the best state, then under the dragon might of the two giant dragons, he would be able to complete the preparations before level 10 before spring arrived.

"No wonder dragon knights advance so quickly." Valera couldn't help but mutter.

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"That's not true ~" A female voice rang out from outside the window.

Ruthcarnia had appeared silently outside their window at some unknown time.

"Ah ~ Ruthcarnia, is there anything you need us to do?" Cesca, who was still in emo, quickly reacted and walked to the window with a serious expression.

"That's not the case." Ruthcarnia said frankly, "Although I don't really care about people always mentioning us, but... you guys are talking too loudly, so I couldn't help but come over and take a look."

Cesca was stunned for a moment, but when they were talking, it seemed that they only mentioned one... …

Wait, she was really stupid.

Ruthcarnia didn't care how many people in the castle mentioned her name, but she must be interested in Cesca being taught a lesson.

"Ruthcarnia..." She sighed helplessly.

"Then, Ms. Ruthcarnia, do you have any opinions on our approach?"

Compared to her own sister, Valera's attitude was more stern.

"Ah, you are the eldest of the Cesca family, right?" Ruthcarnia had a bored expression. "The eldest is always so proper, so boring.

How could Lorry not have explained everything to me and Bolanios beforehand?

He let you come, naturally, everything has been arranged ~

No need to ask more."

"Ah... then, thank you so much for the help of the two of you." Valera thanked frankly.

"So boring." Ruthcarnia left the window directly. "I'm still going to play... look after the children."

"What have you been doing recently?" Valera asked with a serious expression, "Cesca, tell me everything carefully!"

"Huh?" Cesca looked blank, "I didn't do anything?"

Valera pursed her lips slightly: "Then, tell me everything that happened in the past week besides daily affairs."

Cesca frowned and explained her whereabouts crisply... Of course, she didn't say the specific content.

"So it was for this..." Valera quickly grasped the point, "Then it's nothing, Ruthcarnia is probably just curious."

Cesca also reacted: "She wouldn't expect me to scold someone here, would she?"

"Watching other people's excitement is human nature." Valera shook her head. "Moreover, she also wants to see you get scolded.

Think about the pain of Madam Yagris losing Aunt Pat back then!

You child, why don't you understand how to empathize these days?"

"Because there is no place, and no one allows her to do so." Taylor interjected again, "Especially now, after she has to manage almost all of the territory's affairs.

Sister Valera, before she takes charge alone, you have to fix Sister Cesca properly.

Otherwise, she will be too dictatorial!"

Cesca looked coldly at her younger brother, who was complaining and stirring up trouble in front of her.

"Did Taylor say something wrong?" Valera asked seriously, "You can even ignore Charles, making him settle for second best.

What about the others?

Are there only symbols left in your eyes?

When will you change this habit of thinking that everything is good if you like someone!".

Cesca lowered her head aggrievedly.

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The three siblings didn't notice that the dragon family on the lawn were all listening carefully to their conversation.

"See, this is the status of the eldest brother and eldest sister!" Bolanios whispered to Bobo, "You must take responsibility and watch over your younger siblings so they don't cause trouble.

Of course, as long as you fulfill the responsibility of the eldest brother, then the younger siblings will have to listen to you!"

Ruthcarnia couldn't help but glance at Bolanios.

Was this guy already preparing to slack off for the next hundred years?

Ruthcarnia tilted her head and thought, if Bobo could really suppress his younger siblings, that wouldn't be bad either.

That guy Lorry would definitely only dote on them too much... Treating hatchlings like human children is spoiling them.