Throne of Magical Arcana

Flick, the sound of the door lock twisting and opening was particularly loud in the silent night.

A little boy with blond hair and golden eyes originally lay on the sofa, half asleep and half awake. At this moment, he turned and sat up, full of excitement and joy, and ran to the door with a squint.

The door opened, and a blonde woman wearing a lilac court dress came in. She was bright and attractive, tall, with two indistinct blushes on her face, and a charming smile in her dignified smile.

"Edward, you haven't slept yet?" The mature and glamorous lady saw the little boy running towards her, clearly showing a surprised look.

The little boy smiled slightly shyly: "Mom, I want to wait for you to come back ..."

Suddenly, his words came to an abrupt end, because he saw a tall man standing behind his mother. His facial features were like a knife, handsome and cold, like an iceberg that has never changed, with extremely special silver and short hair.

This man suddenly showed a gentle smile, like the arrival of spring, the ice and snow melted, took the hand of the blonde lady, bowed and kissed: "It is an honor to know you, and I wish you a good dream tonight."

"I am also very happy to meet you, Viscount." Ms. Blonde responded with a smile, watching the man in formal attire leave.

"... Mom, who is he?" The little boy Edward didn't know why he hated the man just now.

"Well, a foreign viscount known at the ball today, surnamed Karen Dia." Ms. Blonde replied pretendingly, but her mouth could not help but lifted up, and then she had a pretty face, "Edward, now It's almost twelve o'clock, more than two hours beyond normal sleep time. What about Adeline? I want to ask her why you agree to wait for me! You are the only direct bloodline left in this family, not too capricious. "

"I, I slipped out of the room secretly, it's not Adelin's business ..." The little boy Edward made a pitiful look, he knew that his mother was just teaching her.

...

"Master, maybe you will have a new father." A maid whispered to Edward who had grown a lot.

Edward, who was still young, had a gloomy face and a sense of irritability. During the past two years, the mother and the Viscount Karendia were getting closer and closer. It seemed that there was a trend of being together. Love, less and less time to chat and play with her, really an abominable man!

"Although the old man is called by the Lord, the wife is very hard to support this family, and the pursuit of her own happiness should be blessed, but you must remember, young master, that you are the only heir to the title and inheritance. Transfer the property a little bit. "The maid loyal to the family reminded Edward to take precautions.

Edward blurted out, "He only approached my mother for money and title? No, I must stop him!"

After finishing the speech, the boy sprinted and ran to the hall, leaving the stunned maid. I, I just reminded you to pay attention, it did n’t mean that.

"Woo, mom, I'm wrong, I shouldn't be rude to the Viscount!" Not long afterwards, Edward's cry came from the living room. He was pushed down on the sofa by his mother and beaten hard. Butt, crying well not sad.

The blonde lady snorted and apologized to the iceberg-like Viscount Karendia: "I'm sorry, I didn't teach the children well."

"It's nothing. Children of this age are so naughty." Viscount Karendia said softly.

"Edward, please apologize to the Viscount," Ms. Blondie ordered.

Edward choked and apologized, then made a fierce look while his mother was not paying attention, and said very quietly: "I won't let you snatch your mother!"

Viscount Karendia still has no expression, like looking at a kitten with open teeth and no actual deterrent.

...

"You will be called Viscount Father in the future." The blonde lady said to Edward a little bit shyly.

Edward grumbled and tried to make himself expressionless: "Yes, mother."

The Viscount Karendia, who was sitting across the table, was cutting bloody steaks, and said to Edward seriously, like a real father: "Your current knight teacher is not good enough. I will teach you personally starting tomorrow."

"... I will work hard." Edward squeezed his fist quietly and vowed to make this damn man angry during training.

...

Slap, Edward fell to the ground, crying in pain.

"If crying is useful, what do you want swordsmanship to do?" Viscount Karendia didn't regret it at all. "So, you are just a child, not a man. A real man won't cry even if he bleeds."

Edward rolled over and stood up, staring at him fiercely.

Viscount Karendia waved the wooden sword in his hand: "Don't you hate me? Don't you want to drive me away? Then use the knight sword in your hand to complete it! Or you are a coward and like to fail?"

Edward yelled fiercely, raised his wooden sword and rushed to Viscount Karendia, knocked down to the ground again and again, and stood up again and again.

"I won't compromise with you!" He thought.

...

In the church square, a cross stood there, and a mature and beautiful blonde lady was tied to it.

"Mom! Mom!" Edward, under the restraint of several knights and servants, struggled hard towards the cross, with tears in his face and panic in his face.

Holding the holy symbol of truth, the bishop drew a cross on his chest and pointed at the blonde lady: "She is a noble, but has fallen into darkness and become a vampire's slave, trying to turn the Lord's lamb into vampire's food.

The blond lady seemed to have lost her soul, staring blankly at the bishop without a word, while Edward retorted loudly: "No! No! My mother has not hurt anyone!"

The bishop ignored Edward at all and continued: "You are evil and dirty, but the Lord is merciful, merciful, and purification is his gift, your way to heaven, and I want to ask you if you are Willing to confess, do you want to creep to the feet of the Lord again? "

"If, if I confess, would Edward be granted amnesty? He is just a child and he knows nothing!" Ms. Blonde seemed to be alive.

The bishop painted the cross: "The Lord is just and strict. As long as Edward can survive the torture, it means he is not guilty."

The blonde lady smiled sadly: "Hahaha, then I will answer you, rather pursue in hell rather than lose yourself in heaven!"

"Sinner, go to hell for confession." The bishop's tone blew out a holy light, igniting the torture rack.

"No!" Edward cried out in tears, tearing his heart apart, as if he could see the tender eyes in his eyes through the burning flames.

I don't know how long it took. Edward cried and passed out. Suddenly, there was a voice in his ear: "Sorry, I'm late."

Edward opened his eyes diligently and saw the man who killed his mother. He gritted his teeth and said: "It's all you! If it weren't for you, how could your mother be tied to the torture rack!"

"I'm sorry, I'm late." Viscount Karendia bleak, like an iceberg with an avalanche.

"Late?" Edward sneered beyond his age. "Good reason!"

Then he spit out word by word: "You are the murderer who killed her mother!"

Viscount Karendia sighed: "No matter what you say, I will take care of you."

He buried his head and leaned against Edward's neck. His four teeth suddenly became longer: "You will be Viscount Karendia in the future."

A tingling came from his neck, Edward's expression was numb, and his eyes were still full of sparks of hatred.

…………

The cold and dreamy silver moon hangs high in the sky, creating silver-white ripples on the smooth lake surface.

Viscount Karendia, who had blonde hair and golden eyes, was holding a red wine glass and stood quietly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, enjoying the view.

"Master, remembering the past again?" The old housekeeper Ned came in from the outside.

Viscount Karendia nodded blankly: "Hate will never forget."

The old housekeeper did not know how to persuade, but only from a practical point of view: "Master, you are just a knight, and the strength of the old viscount is close to the eighth-level knight."

"If you are not afraid of death, what are you afraid of?" The handsome and masculine Viscount Karendia suddenly smiled. "Sometimes this irresponsible man will be killed. I will exercise myself, I hope. Become a Sky Knight as soon as possible. "

"But you are a descendant of him, and in the face of him there is no rebellious thought." Nied said again.

Viscount Karendia exhaled, and did not continue this topic, turned to enter a secret room, and looked at the silver-haired and handsome man in the portrait, saying, "Grandpa, although I haven't seen you many times, but I can feel your love and hope to follow you and get your guidance ... "

After "praying", Viscount Karendia suddenly gazed, and saw an extra wine glass on the table with a viscous red liquid in it, with countless symbols floating like illusions.

"This is?" He stunned.

The old housekeeper Ned's eyes widened: "This is, this is the blood source of the first generation of blood, old, old count?"

"Grandpa?" Viscount Karendia looked around, but unfortunately found nothing, but he quickly laughed, "As long as this blood is fused, I am not afraid that the man will suppress my bloodline."

The old housekeeper said helplessly: "The old count's hobbies and habits have not changed at all. How can this tragedy be interesting?"

"Kamorechuk, did you notice anything just now?" Viscount Karendia asked.

The dull buzzing sound sounded as if the whole castle was shaking: "No, it's just the nose, the nose is a little itchy, sneeze!"

It sneezed heavily, and the window glass ping-pong rang.

Viscount Karendia was silent for a while, and said halfway: "Grandpa gave me the deepest impression that he likes to observe everything in secret, like a voyeur."

Ah sneeze!

Suddenly someone sneezes in the distant mountains.