Holding the candlestick, milt pushed open his door. The candle flickered and the shadow sneaked on the ground.

    After placing the candlestick on the table in front of the bed, milt withdrew to the bedside and sat down tired.

    It was a risky decision to join the Green family, but he had no choice.

    Although I don''t trust Vernon, the other party''s pull is at least an opportunity.

    Milt sat beside the bed in a trance.

    He knew that once her father died, Mrs. Taylor would never let go of herself. It had nothing to do with the struggle for inheritance. The woman was simply hating his existence!

    But how will things go? Why is there still no news? Has father agreed with Lingfeng castle''s decision?

    No, it''s impossible! Even if her father agreed, the woman of telosi would not agree, and the Barrett family would not agree. Now they are inseparable from the gold coins of the iron mine.

    But after so long, it should be normal for some news to come.

    Are they quarreling, and the vassals do not agree to send troops, so there are differences of opinion, so they haven''t made up their mind yet?

    damn! If only I were in the territory, I wouldn''t know anything like this. I can only sit here and die.

    "Illegitimate son..." milt clenched his teeth. He hated the identity.

    Father, you are so eccentric. I have your blood on me. Why can Eric get Xiangguo Town, but I have nothing!

    Do you really care about the attitude of the Barrett family just because of the woman of telosi!

    Looking at the faint candle in front of him, milt couldn''t help recalling his childhood.

    In his memory, his father never seemed to show his fatherly smile. He always looked at him with a responsible look.

    As he grew older, he didn''t even want to see himself, and the servants and guards in the castle treated him coldly.

    Because those lowly guys knew that milt was an unpopular person. Both his biological father and stepmother were full of alienation and disgust for him.

    Milt clenched his fist and stared at the candle in front of him. He felt that it was so weak, and the darkness around him was so thick, as if he could swallow the weak flame at any time.

    You brought me to the world. It''s obviously your fault! Why do you want me to bear everything!

    Suddenly, milt found that the person he hated most was not Taylor''s woman, but his father, libron campes!

    "Who!"

    The flames shook, and milt caught a glimpse of a standing figure in the darkness of the front corner.

    The dagger was pulled out in an instant. Milt stared at the dark corner ahead and his brain turned. He didn''t act rashly or call Jeffrey sleeping next door.

    The man hid in the house before he came back, and he didn''t attack when he was distracted, so he probably didn''t mean any harm.

    Glancing at the candlestick in front of him and the long sword a few meters away on the left, milt had figured out how to avoid if the other party attacked.

    The metal creak came from the darkness ahead. It was the sound of armor. Milt calmed down and thought that the other party was not an assassin.

    Under his gaze, a dark figure stepped out, and the faint candle light reflected on each other''s armor, showing the outline of the figure.

    "Who are you?" milt asked aloud.

    The other party''s fully armed appearance made him feel that the dagger in his hand was a little funny. He moved back and put his legs close to the bedside so that he could turn over at any time to avoid the chopping of the other party.

    "Relax, boy."

    children?

    The sound from the helmet was calm and peaceful, and could not hear the slightest malice, which milt did not expect at all.

    "Who are you? What are you doing sneaking into my room?" milt asked again, without slackening his vigilance.

    "Why, can''t you even hear my voice?" the figure who came out of the darkness said in a relaxed tone, raised his hand and took off his helmet.

    "But, Lord Clement..."

    Looking at the face reflected by the candle, milt was shocked. He held the dagger tightly, but he could not restrain the fear in his heart.

    It was the captain of the guard in campsburg, clemen Easter!

    Milt''s mind was racing. He couldn''t figure out why Clement suddenly appeared here, and in this way.

    Did father want to kill himself? Or was the other party sent by the woman telosi?

    No, no, this is ridiculous!

    Even if he wanted to take his own life, Clement didn''t have to do it himself, and he didn''t believe that a father would kill his child, even if the child was illegitimate!

    He didn''t believe that the woman could surpass her father and command Clement!

    What the hell is going on?! Milt''s hand trembled uncontrollably.

    Looking at milt who was about to run away, clemen showed a look of guilt on his face: "master milt, you have been wronged these years. Please rest assured that I didn''t intend to harm you in this way."

    The respectful tone filled milt with doubt.

    Although he knew there was no chance of winning, milt still pointed the dagger at clemen, as if the only way to calm himself.

    "Please tell me your purpose of coming here. It''s not good to appear in this way."

    Clemen put his helmet under his arm and said in a tone that would not let the other party misunderstand, "master milt, I''m here to pick you up and get it back in Cumbria."

    "Stop!" milt stopped Clement''s footsteps.

    Take yourself back to the territory? Fuck you! This is clearly an escort!

    Milt instantly thought that he had been betrayed, but who could it be.

    Jeffrey? No, he can''t sell himself. Maybe he''s dead in bed now.

    Vernon? It''s impossible. He doesn''t have to sell himself at all. Does Vernon have a family undercover around him?

    Milt''s mind was in a mess. He vowed that no matter who betrayed him, as long as he could escape, he would peel that man!

    "Master milt, please rest assured that I will appear in this way for your safety -"

    "Who sent you?" milt interrupted.

    Clement was a little silent. "It''s the count."

    Hearing Clement''s answer, milt showed a look of despair on his face, and his arm holding the dagger dropped slowly, as if he had given up resistance.

    "Father... How''s his health?" his voice was like a whisper before he died, and he couldn''t hear the slightest idea of resistance.

    Milt''s little movements could not escape Clement''s eyes. In order not to cause confusion, he said bluntly, "Lord count, I''m dead."

    As soon as milt''s pupil shrinks, he temporarily presses down the idea of throwing a dagger and destroying the candle to escape. He stares at clemen and asks, "so you''re working for the woman telosi?"

    "She killed the count!"