Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 620 That's Not My Child

"Wait a minute..." Palacios couldn't help but say, "How old is the child?"

Except for him, few people in the Watson family are interested in having children. As long as the children are talented and qualified to join the army, they will not have any more children.

Although Baron Watson's way of marriage was annoying, it did make the talents of the family's descendants much better. Although there were not many who could meet the needs with just one child, there were even fewer who could not have two children.

Of course, the talents of Baron Watson’s first few children were not very good. There was even a so-called half-waste like Palacios who couldn’t even reach the high-level servant level, but he was reborn!
Sophia's mother's family background was not very good, but she was a noble at least. She had joined the army reserve before she came of age...but she later withdrew after realizing that her talent was not enough for her to get a position in the army.

This is the best girl Baron Watson could marry...he is married for the second time and already has an heir.

A baron's title, but he still doesn't even look down on a woman who has the ability to kill all the sons of her predecessor.

There are noble girls of the same class who are willing to marry him, but they definitely don’t have the talent.

There was no way Lord Watson would accept that.

He has been working hard to expand his family all his life.

As long as the family and the king's army can be completely bound together, then all the bitterness and pain of the past will turn into sweetness... Baron Watson has always believed that if their family had done this before, they would not have almost been broken up because of a temporary turmoil and could only ask Count Montes for help.

The Montes family, with one hand in the border army and the other by the king's side, even had two incarnations of evil gods in their family, but they were able to pass on their skills to a child who didn't even have a knight!
Twenty years ago, Palacios actually thought this idea was quite correct.

Although the position of border lord was taken away by the royal family, the Montes family's foundation was not damaged at all.

Although the Lord of Qingfeng Territory and Yagris are very powerful, they can only intimidate low-ranking nobles like them. How can they suppress those greedy nobles?
That’s Montes, who has ruled the North for tens of thousands of years!
There is no telling how many rare treasures are in the warehouse.

However, only the lonely Montes family of Fabrice managed to get through the dangerous period smoothly with the support of both the border troops and the royal family.

Otherwise, even if one is restrained for fear of giving advantage to Lori Montes next door, there must be someone who can turn his daughter into Count Montes, and his grandson into his grandson-in-law... and make Montes, generation after generation, directly become his bloodline.

Magical creatures like the Dragon Vein Rhino have never had high IQs. As long as the noble magic circle is gradually modified and Montes' blood is not allowed to disappear completely, this type of rhino can slowly belong to both families instead of only Montes.

Although doing so would require the two families to love each other for generations, it would be meaningless to say this between blood relatives.

This was a blood relative closer to them than the side branches of the family! Naturally, they were very close and could share everything.

But by now, Palacios isn’t so stupid anymore.

What really matters is never the high or low of external forces, nor their emphasis on them.

No matter how good the external force is, all it can do is provide a certain period of protection.

For those who can rapidly expand themselves during this period like the Montes family, they will naturally be able to return to their original class.

But, if Fabrice was too weak, if... his Uncle Lori had not reached the level he is today, this protection period would not be long.

Just like Baron Watson, who was once grateful to Count Montes, didn't he also talk about the Montes family's huge resource reserves ten years ago?

Then, in front of the bright moon rising in front of the Storm Church last year, they kept silent again and talked about Count Montes's kindness again.

Then, because of his unwillingness, he was dragged into the water by the old guy who had once colluded with the evil god like him.

After that, Palacios never thought about family again.

He just wanted his children to be alive.

Unfortunately, he had two newborn children.

Palacios is indeed not a good person, but he can't just watch his son die!
However, in the past, he only had to endure the mental pressure and torture and survive if he was thick-skinned enough.

But, in the past two years... Palacios looked down at Castor's pale face. He could hardly save his son's life.

Castor even lived a relatively good life because of Sofia's favor.

The one who was taken to Hamilton was his youngest son, who was not even eight years old yet. It was really miserable.

It's just living.

But at least I'm still alive, right?
Ezra looked at his eager fat face and said with a little sympathy: "That three-year-old kid is not very good."

“The seven-year-old is okay?” Palacios demanded.

"Huh?" Ezra looked at him in surprise. "The bigger one is fine. He's more agile and hid behind Sofia as soon as the fight started."

"Oh~ That's good. Where's my wife? She's not missing any limbs, right?" Palacios patted his thick chest.

"Can you think of something better?" Castor asked helplessly.

“Well…” Palacios said seriously, “My wife cares most about her image!
Anyway, she must be alive, otherwise you wouldn't have only talked about those children at the beginning.

Then we have to hope that she doesn't suffer any hardship that she can't accept at all!"

Ezra carefully observed Palacios's reaction and was sure that this guy didn't care at all about the three-year-old boy who was said to be their biological son.

"That child..." He couldn't help but ask, "Well, is there anything wrong?" Palacios looked at him blankly, and it took him a long time to realize why he asked so cautiously: "Oh~ You are too cautious.

it's OK.

Although the child is not mine, my wife has never betrayed me.

After all, the child just came out of her belly, so it can't really be considered hers.

Even if the bloodline detection array determines that thing... well..."

Castor let out a burst of coughing.

Palacios calmly changed the statement: "The bloodline detection array confirmed that the child is ours.

However, to us, it is just a lump of meat mixed with our blood.

The talent is indeed very good... But, Earl Ezra, you should have noticed that the child has no emotions, which is not normal at all, right?
When he wants to eat, he has to eat... When he wants to pee or poop, he does it right there and then, regardless of the occasion.

A normal child, even if he or she is not very talented, can understand a little bit what adults say after he or she is one year old!

He couldn't understand it at all.

He even can't remember his parents' faces at all. Whoever holds him is his mother.

My wife definitely cares more about that seven-year-old than he does about her."

Although he had seven or eight illegitimate children, it was nothing to his wife.

Just don't let her give birth on her own.

The only time in his life that he got angry with him, and even used a weapon, was because of Castor's mother.

Otherwise, Palacios wouldn't have kept remembering that woman.

Really...it was that woman who came to him herself!

That woman's talent was better than any maid or adventurer he could find, and it was obvious at first glance that the child she would bear would be good. How could he possibly refuse?

For this little benefit, he paid a huge sum of money!

That's how Castor got his name... because of the son of struggle brought by the woman named Cass.

However, the child was later taken away by his wife to be raised, and he had only seen him a few times, so he forgot about him.

Anyway, it's enough to know that he is living a good life.

It’s not like he didn’t pay child support.

The living expenses of these children were all paid from the assets he received...The resources provided by the family were barely enough, and if they wanted more clothes, they had to pay for them themselves.

Although the Watson family members have a lot on their mind, they still have a bit of conscience, so they really can't just give birth to a child and then ignore everything else.

It was him, because his father, Baron Watson, wanted to remarry, so he divided their mother's dowry among them in advance, so he had the capital!
Count Ezra no longer cared about his fat face that was inexplicably proud. Exclamation marks flashed through his mind one after another...Although the child was dying, he was not dead yet!
Still in his castle.

He turned his head suddenly and grabbed Maer's collar: "As I recall, people from your Qingfeng Territory can talk over long distances?

Who is going to Hamilton? Should he be qualified?
Hurry up and give a reminder!"

Mal grabbed his hand and tried to pry it apart, saying with difficulty: "If you want me to pass on the message, let go immediately!"

"Count!" The two knights who had been standing silently behind him immediately rushed up and held him down, "Calm down! Master Al and Scholar Bowen are in the castle!"

Ezra calmed down and said, “Yes, that boy Alna is here too.

If something happens, he will definitely protect his mother and sister first.”

"Damn it!" He turned his head and glanced at Castor, saying with a bad expression, "Sophia, you didn't say anything!"

"I have already said it... I have already said it!" A knight pulled his sleeve and said anxiously, "I have already hinted at it, but you didn't understand it!
Otherwise why would Scholar Bowen say that he needed to stay in the castle!

Isn't it just to manage the castle magic circle!"

"Ah?" Ezra's livid and ferocious face slowly returned to its original state, "Then why didn't Bowen remind me?"

"My lady understands." Seeing that he had calmed down, the knight also slowed down his tone. "Then, seeing that we both understand, let Scholar Bowen not make his words so clear."

Ezra's expression turned slightly bitter.

Castor couldn't help but glance at his father.

(End of this chapter)