Duke of Grief

　　 "Are you my father?" Cervantes laughed contemptuously, "It feels like a normal old man!"

While Edith was still surprised that her elder brother was actually a black dragon, he heard Cervantes say such a sentence, and suddenly turned angry, shouting, "How can you be like this?" rude?"

　　Little girl with no hair, Cervantes was too lazy to care about her.

　　 "Master Duke!"

With a panic of footsteps outside, a noble-looking young man rushed in with a team of soldiers. After seeing the black dragon, he pulled out the sword from his waist, and the soldier behind him also raised the spear in his hand. The tip of the gun was facing Cervantes.

With a smile on his face, the Duke of Winds waved at them and said, "It's okay, this is my son, Cervantes, the future Duke of Winds! When I die, he will inherit my position and become sad Master of the wind collar."

　　 Cervantes wanted to say something, but the maid who had been on his back suddenly said, "Shut up!"

The maid carrying the small wooden box, carrying a few dimensional bags, stepping on a light pace, jumped from the back of the black dragon to the arm bend, then jumped from the arm bend to the grass, put the small wooden box on the ground, and pulled down the hood, There was long red hair with a little wave and that beautiful face.

　　 Serena gave a curtsy to Lord Duke and said hello: "Good day, Lord Duke."

　　After seeing Cervantes, he regained his vitality, and the Duke of Sad Wind had a strange expression on his face: "Are you the servant of Cervantes?"

　　 The maid's face with a just smile on her face was like a noble lady after years of edification and study. She was not like a maid at all.

　　 She nodded and replied: "Yes, I am the hostess Serena who is not worth mentioning."

　　Selina's answer made Astis and her gasping mother trotting along the way stunned.

　　 ‘Is this a maid? "They looked at the black dragon with some high toes. "It's not like it. It's better to say the relationship between the owner and the pet? ’

"Oh..." Duke of Sadness's eyes were somewhat meaningful. "Then I am confident that Cervantes inherited the mourning wind leader. There is such an excellent maid. Presumably Cervantes should be very powerful. Right? What do you say, Miss Serena?"

　　 "As you said, Lord Duke." The maid's face also had a meaningful smile, "Master, he is indeed very powerful."

　　Itis is still wondering if she is wrong. In fact, her black dragon brother is not as arrogant as she showed. Or that his arrogance is just a real manifestation of his strength? Or maybe this was intentionally pretended by his brother?

　　When Edith was in a state of suspicion of life, the young nobleman had just reacted.

　　 "Wait, Lord Duke, isn't the future master of the sad wind leader Miss Ms. Edith?"

In this'family gathering', his voice was particularly abrupt, disturbing the good mood of the Black Dragon immersed in the'praise' of his father and maid, interrupting the dialogue between the prince and the hostess of the future tragic family. Interrupted the contemplation of'Miss Edith'.

The 13-year-old Miss Edith saw her handsome noble man frowning his father, his heart tightened, and hurriedly explained to him: "My father, brother Kegel is only concerned about me, but only for grief. The Feng family is only for the sake of thinking, not what you think!"

The noble youth Kegel also said that kind of words in a hurry. When the words blurted out, he already regretted it. As the future heir of the vassal family, not the vassal. What he asked was too abrupt. If he is a vassal of the Duke of Winds, maybe there is no problem, but he is not a vassal of the prince.

　　 As a nobleman whose tradition can no longer be traditional, the Duke of Fengfeng did not like this young man very much, not only because he likes to play with some fists and embroidered legs, but also because he plots against his daughter.

If Cervantes didn’t come, before he died, there was nothing wrong with letting him become a family of mourning winds, but Cervantes had already come, and he wanted to remember the sad winds’ family. Family business-that's why Kegel made the Duke a little angry.

　　 originally thought Kegel was a more ambitious young man, but otherwise he was pretty good in all aspects...

　　 Now the Duke of Sad Wind has a new view on Kegel.

"For the sake of your consideration for the tragic family, I will not say you this time, and pay attention to it next time, Captain Kegel." The prince of tragic wind frowned and waved his hand. "You can With the guards away, the next time is for our family to meet, and I want to have a good chat with my son."

　　Kegel breathed a sigh of relief, closed his sword and nodded, "Yes, Lord Duke."

　　 Watching Kegel leave with the guards, the Duke of Winds shook his head with dissatisfaction: "Now the young people, why are they so frizzy?"

Later, he turned his attention to Cervantes, with a nostalgic look in his eyes and applauded: "Boy, when my mother and I met for the first time, your mother's attitude towards me was much worse than what you just did. As a black dragon, I can't ask you more, you have done well enough now."

　　 Black Dragon grinned and smiled silly: "Hey, I didn't expect you to have such a vision for the old man."

'Cervantes is actually a silly dragon', such an impression is rooted in the mind of the young girl Edith, maybe her mother probably thought so, but this idea is too rude, anyway, he Both are his brothers, and Edith is a little ashamed to admit.

　　But can such a dragon save the sad wind leader?

　　 "Cough..."

　　 The throat was itchy, and the Duke of Beifeng couldn't help but cough, but this time he coughed up another blood.

　　After more than three hundred years, I saw my son again. Although it was a black dragon, the joy of meeting drove away the sorrow brought by death.

In the last period of his life, his children were with him. There was no regret in his life. Unfortunately, his favorite dragon was not around. Besides, he felt his life. It has been completed.

　　 Suddenly, a dragon roared through the sky, not Cervantes, but another black dragon hovering in the sky of Wind City.

People in Wind City saw two black dragons in a day, and it’s really a bit strange, and they also have a lord who can make all the prides proud. UU reading www.uukakanshu.com as long as the lord Now, no matter what monster comes here, there is no benefit.

　　 "Mother!" Cervantes exclaimed, letting both Edith and the Duchess froze.

　　 The maid raised her head, squinted her eyes, and looked at the huge black shadow under the sun, a black dragon that was completely different from Cervantes, and a black dragon capable of using spell-like abilities.

　　 "Morrigos!" The Black Dragon growled, "Come out and fight me!"

　　The Duchess clasped her arms, but the Duchess was in tears and kept talking: "She still remembers, she still remembers..."

　　 Morriggs' "Sorrowful Wind" Juggernaut put on leather armor, put on flying wing boots, and pulled out his saber, just like when he first met.

　　 The glory of the warrior, the glory of the sword saint, this is his last and only glory.

　　 Maybe he is not a qualified lord, qualified father, qualified husband, maybe he will never become ‘qualified’, but as a warrior, a sword saint, this is something he has always been proud of!

"Molly, Edith, I feel guilty for you..." Moriges apologized to his daughter and current wife: "I have never been able to fulfill the responsibilities of a husband and a father. There will be no chance to compensate you, so I will leave the sorrow wind lord to you-Cervantes will become the lord of the sorrow wind lord, but he can guarantee you a prosperous and safe life. Then in the end, I can You still only say'sorry', this is my last willfulness..."

　　 Watching the tears in their eyes flashing, the current life will be exhausted but unwilling to wait for the death of the current Lord Duke of Grief grinned an ugly smile, "Sorry, I am going to die..."

　　 "Doig! Fight me!"