You've already grown up. "During this time, stay here. Don't go anywhere."
"As for the Eternal Dawn Knight, right now, I'd guess only Kyle can change his mind."
Duke Celeste looked at Orlando, reached out, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a sigh, "The world is vast. Stretch the dimension of time a little longer, and there will be many opportunities, and many roads."
"I understand," Orlando replied in a low voice when he heard this, but his face was still shadowed by an inescapable desolation. He did not regret what he had done, nor did he resent his lord for not understanding his thoughts.
If possible, he hoped his lord would properly nurture Hebrew.
That night, after Velin read the information on Orlando that the guard had brought, he was silent for a long while before finally setting it down.
What had happened had already happened, which meant there was no longer any possibility of changing it.
But the breath caught in his chest still would not go down. He had raised him as if he were his own child, yet this was how he treated him in return.
And Hebrew too—he had to be disciplined more strictly. He absolutely could not be allowed to follow in his elder brother's footsteps.
Velin put down the document, leaned back in his chair, lifted his head to look at the ceiling, and let out a long sigh.
A long while later, when moonlight shone across the desk, Velin stood, waved his hand to open the passage to the Cecilia Demiplane, and walked straight in.
Beneath the Life Tree Seedling, Xuemya put down the book in her hands and looked up at her husband as he appeared not far away. Seeing the expression on his face, she already realized that