Dear Broom Knight

Even though the people in the house reacted quickly, not everyone was fully armed.

The children were the first to bear the brunt.

Although Count Montes used all his Great Knight's power, his primary protection target was Alex, and then Fabrice, his eldest son, who was behind Alex.

Of course, the second son, because he was tightly grasped by the nervous Fabrice, was also shielded by Alex, and although he was affected a little, he was at least alive.

Only the third son, Kyle.

Because Natalie and Masoud had singled him out as a topic, he stood a little further away and couldn't stay within Count Montes' reach.

And Alex was already reacting fast enough to protect Fabrice while remembering to restrain the second son within his arms.

So, Kyle almost faced the explosion head-on, and was knocked to the ground, completely motionless.

Alex, who struggled to get up, looked at Kyle, who was definitely beyond saving, and rushed towards Count Montes, shouting, "Fabrice, go check on your brother!"

Fabrice looked left and right, and after confirming that his second brother only had a lot of abrasions on his body from being unable to dodge in time and was not fatally injured, he scrambled towards Kyle, who was lying on the ground.

"Kyle... Kyle!" he shouted anxiously, "Dad! Kyle is dying!"

Then he took out a bottle of healing potion from his pocket and desperately tried to pour it into his little brother's mouth.

"Brother..." his second brother, Knicks, said with dissatisfaction, "Kyle is dying, you should save the potion for me!"

Fabrice turned his head and glared at him: "Didn't I tell you to hold on to Kyle just now?"

Knicks pursed his lips: "I was stunned, watching Mom."

Fabrice couldn't say anything more... He only had enough combat skills cultivated from long-term, high-intensity training to know what was most important at the moment, but that didn't mean he didn't understand Knicks' shock at seeing his mother explode.

Just like now, he didn't dare to look back.

Fabrice said softly: "Go see Father and Grandfather, they must have a more suitable healing potion for you, this bottle of mine is for saving lives, it must be given to Kyle."

Perhaps because he had been suppressed by Lowry for so many years, Fabrice didn't feel that his younger brother shouldn't exist because of Kyle's more outstanding performance.

The environment of Montes Castle was too strange, and many things couldn't be kept secret at all.

Just like the left wing never mentioned why Kyle was not valued by Natalie, the maids on the right wing would talk about it happily.

And what the right wing was reluctant to mention, that even if Lowry had good talent, he was not in Count Montes' eyes, and this youngest son was only spoiled and not loved, the people on the left wing also talked about it happily.

As long as Fabrice wanted to know, he could know Kyle's predicament, which originated from himself.

Perhaps because he would be mercilessly attacked by Lowry every time he did something stupid, and he would be pointed out how stupid his decision was at all times... Fabrice, in this strange environment of the left wing, had grown into a fairly standard noble young man, even more broad-minded than his father Alex.

But the age difference between him and Kyle was still relatively large, and they usually didn't have much to say.

Moreover, trying to break through the knight's bottleneck had already exhausted him.

In addition, although Fabrice could punish servants who dared to disrespect Kyle... what really made Kyle's situation embarrassing was their own biological mother.

Fabrice couldn't possibly go against his own mother, who had worked so hard for him, for a younger brother he didn't have that deep of a relationship with.

Even if he felt a little of Knicks' hostility towards Kyle, Fabrice couldn't say anything... What could he say?

Everyone understood.

But Fabrice would never allow Kyle to die like this, even if he only had this one life-saving potion.

Seeing Kyle go from motionless to finally having a faint breath, Fabrice breathed a sigh of relief, and then had the mind to pay attention to his father and grandfather, who had been slightly injured.

Putting his cloak on Kyle, Fabrice strode towards the scarred Count Montes: "Grandfather, are you alright? Have you taken the healing potion?"

Count Montes, who had already noticed what he had done, nodded with satisfaction: "Don't worry about me, it's just a skin injury.

Go see your father!

He..."

The Count shook his head helplessly.

The relationship between Alex and Natalie had always been good.

Don't think that Alex always hid behind Natalie and let that girl come forward to cause trouble, it seemed like he was just using her to take the lead.

But, how could Natalie, who was qualified to compete for the position of princess, let herself be used by others?

It was just that the young couple had discussed it.

However... Count Montes closed his eyes in pain, did he, back then, go blind to choose such wives for his son?

This girl herself might be fine, but her family must have a lot of secrets.

He, the biggest loss he suffered in his life, all came from the great noble families of the inland.

Probably, from the moment he gave up the usual border family marriage and chose the Newman family in order to gain a foothold by the King's side, his path was completely wrong.

"Ah~ What a thorough explosion." A deliberately elegant voice sounded affectedly, seemingly intentionally making people feel the schadenfreude in his tone.

"Andres Horne!" Alex, kneeling in the tattered explosion zone with only piles of ashes left, suddenly raised his head and said, word by word, the name of the figure emerging from the haze, "It's you! Why?"

"What why?" Horne gently waved the scepter in his hand, "It is Natalie's honor to dedicate her life to my Lord.

Don't look at me like that~ Young Master Alex, when she was born, Natalie was offered to my Lord by her own parents.

Her life and death have long ceased to belong to herself."

"The High Tower Church?" Count Montes, who had been very weak just now, suddenly jumped up, "Damn it! Damn Newman!"

"Oh~ You can't blame your lovely in-law either, he just chose the one with the greatest benefit." Horne said with a smile, "Besides, is there anything wrong with Natalie herself?

She's more than good enough for your good-for-nothing son, right?"

Alex remained unmoved, his eyes fixed on Horne, gloomy and sharp.

'Bang!'

"Clang!"

Horne, who was blocked by Count Montes' timely attack, smiled and looked at the eldest young master, who was once again protected behind his father: "If you look at me like that again, be careful with your eyeballs~ Useless Young Master Alex."

The thin sword drawn from the scepter in his hand flickered with strange light... it didn't look like anything proper.

More like the light of a curse than poison.

Count Montes said in a low voice: "Alex, take the children and hide further away.

Go, look for your mother."

"Ah... Count Montes, your thick skin is really admirable!" Horne, who understood that the Count was planning to have Alex take the children to Mrs. Yagris for help, couldn't help but sarcastically said.

'Swish!'

He suddenly disappeared from the spot and appeared in another position after a few dodges.

Then, Horne discovered that he was surrounded by several powerful knights with Count Montes as the core.

Even a magic class professional appeared next to Alex, gently pressing his shoulder.

"Ah~ The strongest combat power of Montes Castle, except for Mrs. Yagris, is all here!" Horne turned his head and glanced, "So, are you planning to let me fight alone? Dear Pat."

Even though his mask was down, Count Montes' wavering performance was obvious.

Especially after Pat really walked over.

"Pat, what do you think Count Montes is thinking?" Horne asked with interest, "Based on your many years of getting along with him."

"Mrs. Yagris is also blind, hiring a cultist as a head maid." Pat replied expressionlessly, "The two of them are tied this time, not to the point where he can't hold his head up in front of Yagris."

"How can it be the same?" Horne smiled brightly, "You swore before God that you would not harm the interests of Mrs. Yagris.

So, you see, Lord Count Montes.

If you are really as close as family with Mrs. Yagris, many things might be done in a different way."

"There's no need to say such unnecessary provocations." Count Montes replied calmly, "I still respect my allies very much.

Right, Ms. Pat.

I have never violated a promise."

"Yes." Pat nodded, "So, the problem is on your side, not mine.

Without these troubles you brought, I would naturally still be me.

So, don't think I'll hold back.

It's your stupidity that forces me to leave Yagris from now on!"

Count Montes suddenly laughed: "So, where is Yagris, who is looking for you?"

Pat looked at him coldly: "What does it have to do with you?"

Then, the female knight rushed towards Count Montes at an incredible speed.

Alex's eyes widened suddenly: "Her, her speed... What level is she!

Damn it, is our family cursed?"

It's actually faster than Mrs. Yagris, who is known for her speed?

"Ah... This is God's choice, it has nothing to do with knight level." The mage standing beside him silently changed his spell from gravity field to pure protection aura.

He didn't have the ability to collide force fields with the God's Chosen of the High Tower Lord.

However, Count Montes does seem to be cursed, really... how can there be everything!