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The sun in late autumn is less hot and more bleak. It swayingly rises from the golden wheat field and hangs above the blue sky, reflecting the meager autumn clouds.

With a gust of breeze blowing, the wheat ears covering Perris's territory swayed and danced like dancing girls. The working tenant farmers stood by the wheat field, their faces full of smiles, and it was another harvest season.

In the central castle of Perris Territory, in a certain exquisite and luxurious room, magic lights were scattered, and a young blond man could be seen lying on the hotbed.

call!

The blond young man woke up from a nightmare, with fine cold sweat covering his forehead. He habitually stretched out his left hand to look for something beside the pillow, but found nothing.

Confusedly, rubbing his sleepy eyes, wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, the blond young man slowly opened his eyes, and then... his dazed expression seemed to be stagnant, turning into a sculpture in the stillness of time.

It should be... a dream, right?

Yes, it must be a dream! ?

In order to comfort himself, Chu Hanxuan slowly closed his eyes, and then opened them again. When he woke up, he was still in an unfamiliar environment that had not changed.

Exquisite and empty western-style windows, soft and comfortable white beds, and European-style room decorations like carved beams and paintings, everything is so real.

"This is where?"

"Why am I here?"

Chu Hanxuan murmured to himself, looking down at the pair of clean, white hands, the jade ring showing a charming halo under the magic light.

With his thoughts together, countless fragments of memory frantically emerged from the depths of his soul, impacting Chu Hanxuan's consciousness. Before he fell into a coma, he had a premonition that what happened might be beyond his imagination.

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In the luxurious room, in front of the tall bronze mirror with delicate flowers, Chu Hanxuan quietly looked at himself in the mirror, his short blond hair was thick and dazzling, his melancholy fair face was dotted with brown pupils, and the muscular lines of his body were even. , but the abdominal bandage wound is particularly striking.

"Modrian Perris, the name of this body!"

Complicated expressions appeared on his face, pain, struggle, unwillingness, sadness, and finally became dull. After sorting out all the memory fragments in his mind, Chu Hanxuan began to quickly accept his new name and identity. An unexpected soul crossing arranged by God.

"It's just that this identity arrangement seems a bit difficult mode?"

Chu Hanxuan's right hand gently stroked the scar on his waist and abdomen, and the slight pain tore at the memory fragments in his soul.

"What a poor fellow, is there nothing more sad than death?"

As a psychology expert in my previous life, I had read a lot of books on Western history in my spare time, and I still had a relatively clear understanding of the so-called nobles, who were far more than glamorous on the surface.

The current identity is the Perris family from the Stoke Kingdom. It is the current owner and the second son of the first owner, Viscount Brooke Perris, a less popular noble young master.

The story of the experience is also very fucked. A mediocre and incompetent guy, but he has the inheritance of the Perris family, that is the inheritance of the hereditary viscount, and holds the Shield Warrior Legion with the title of Scarlet Shield.

Everything constitutes some dark arrivals, gatherings of nobles, gaining the favor of young girls, and facing the sudden arrival of beautiful love, the young Modrian stepped into it innocently.

In the end, he found out that it was just wishful thinking, and his ordinary life was also destroyed in this conspiracy and love, and he was even charged with lewdness.

For the powerful Viscount Brooke, these are simply tarnishing the reputation of the young Perris family, the deprivation of inheritance rights, and the title of the knight's reward for the family's development of territory, but it is actually another way of exile.

The brokenness of love and future, the ruthless choice of his father, and the successive blows were tantamount to fatal injuries to Modrian, and then he became depressed and grieved to death.

It's hard to imagine that this is a story that happened within the aristocracy, but for the young Perris family, only the most outstanding heirs can lead the family forward, and the mediocre have no future.

And Chu Hanxuan, under such circumstances, replaced Modrian Perris and became a family deserter, a 'honorable' pioneering knight with the strength of a knight apprentice.

"Master Modrian, Master Brooke asked you to gather in front of the castle as soon as possible. It's time to leave." A calm voice came from outside the room, awakening Chu Hanxuan's scattered thoughts.

Dolou Comick, the old butler of Perris Castle, served the Perris family for nearly thirty years, and was a life-and-death partner of Viscount Brooke in the ten-year Great Patriotic War in the Kingdom of Stoke.

Hearing the familiar voice, Chu Hanxuan's mind automatically flashed information about Du Lu's housekeeper. What he didn't expect was that Du Lu's voice made him suddenly clench his fists, and the carefully repaired nails pierced into the palm of his hand. The sticky blood stained the palms red.

"Okay, Uncle Dulu, I'll go right away!"

Resisting the pain, Chu Hanxuan imitated Modrian's tone and said lightly, in Perris Castle, no one can refuse the order of Viscount Brooke, that strong and dignified middle-aged man.

Looking up at the blue sky outside the window, Chu Hanxuan rubbed his slightly stiff and melancholy face, pulled off his neat clothes, and stared at the blond young man in the bronze mirror, as if he was waiting to meet someone.

"Have you left yet? Yes

What is supporting you, hatred and unwillingness? "

Chu Hanxuan whispered to himself, raised his hands that had been spotless, the dark red blood was so conspicuous in the exquisite bronze mirror, making him look a little crazy and nervous at this time. The slightest influence left behind.

"I can't promise you anything now. Only by leaving here and out of their field of vision can there be a chance of revenge for you."

"Trust me, leave, just keep the capital of revenge. When the opportunity arises, I will firmly grasp it and use a more powerful fist to complete your revenge."

Chu Hanxuan's slightly crazy self-talk sounded in the calm room. The hatred and unwillingness that filled his emotions slowly dissipated. Suddenly, his body became extremely relaxed, and he even vaguely noticed that his soul was also perfectly integrated into his body. .

Thinking about it, this promise played a role. The imprint of the former master completely dissipated from the body, and Chu Hanxuan gained the final body control.

Oh, no, it should be said that there is no Chu Hanxuan in the world, only Modrian Perris.

Looking at the melancholy face that was slightly stiff in the bronze mirror, it began to soften gradually, and the subtle control of the face became more handy. Modrian smiled hard and faced the new life that was coming.

"Goodbye, the future will be indefinite!"

The sunshine outside the window was warm, and the light and plain words drifted in the room with the blowing breeze, taking away strands of sadness.

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