Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 725 The Count Who Came From the Sky

If someone can break through it, it would be equivalent to rendering Lori's defensive magic circle useless.

At that point, the castle's defenses were no longer that important. Lowry would definitely run away; there was no way he would engage in any more castle warfare.

But as border lords, the Hamilton family certainly couldn't do that.

Armies pushed open the door and smiled helplessly: "Mom, don't do this."

They're only doing this for their own benefit, so there's nothing wrong with that.

At least, I never intended to betray them; I just wanted to pursue a better path.

"When our family is in trouble, they suddenly want to join the royal army..." The Countess sneered, "Do they expect me to give them face?"

Travis, already comfortably seated in a single sofa, couldn't help but touch his nose.

He finally understood where Serena's hostility towards him came from.

To ensure that Leon's succession to the throne would not be affected by the border region, Travis, a few years ago, used the pretext of the rotation of the royal army to issue entry permits to these high-ranking professionals living near the border.

As long as they feel they would rather join the King's Army and are certain they will not leave within twenty years, the King's Army will accept their application for allegiance.

Most importantly, the local nobles cannot be stopped.

This was just a restriction he casually imposed on those border counts.

If they want to cause trouble, then the knights and mages who don't want to get involved in the chaos will naturally pack up and join the king's army.

But he never expected that the North would encounter such trouble.

But considering the recent troubles Hamilton Castle has encountered, it's understandable that these shrewd mages would want to run away.

It's even estimated that they've been planning to leave for the past six months or so.

It's only because we encountered Ezra, a guy who's good at arguing and can actually be half-obedient while being completely in the right, that things have dragged on until now.

"Mom..." Armies said with a troubled look, "Didn't you and Dad agree that if they still choose to leave after this is over, then they really want to go?"

Since it's not because they think our family is doomed to fail, but simply because they can't get along with us, then let them leave!
"It's not like our family is really lacking in monks."

The Countess gave him a cold glance: "Is it over? I didn't know that."

Bowen, who was crouching in the corner, shifted his massive body slightly, trying to hide himself behind the corner pillar.

Unfortunately, this only caught the attention of the disgruntled Countess: "Why are you hiding? It's obvious you can read minds."

"Ezra hasn't returned yet. Did you give him some wrong information?"

Bowen immediately shook his head vigorously: "I absolutely gave the correct information."

At a time like this, how could I…

"Indeed, you two are such good friends, how could you possibly bear my wrath all by yourself?" the Countess muttered to herself. "If you don't drag Ezra back to suffer the same torment you've endured, you're not Bowen!"

Travis glanced at the Countess carefully, then looked up at Armies.

Young Master Hamilton kept his head down, not daring to raise it for a moment.

Fortunately, someone bravely broke the terrifying atmosphere.

Pearl, wearing a light green dress, pushed open the door to her room and walked out.

"Mom, are we having guests again?" Her tone was gentle and calm, her voice like a spring in spring.

The Countess's expression shifted several times before finally settling into a stiff smile: "His Majesty the King has come to see you. How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine." Pearl walked out lightly, like a green willow branch in the wind.

The Countess abruptly closed her eyes.

Her daughter is a lively girl who loves bright colors, walks with a thumping sound, and is used to jumping around.

When he speaks, he has the strength of a young calf.

Despite little change in appearance, figure, or even expression, Pearl in front of me exudes a gentle and serene demeanor.

Especially her eyes, which were like spring water, were full of gentleness as they moved.

Her Pearl is a vibrant young woman.

It's not the delicate flower just beginning to bloom in spring right in front of me.

The Countess felt a chill run down her spine... Was she sweating?
how come?
Just as Armies said, even if Pearl awakens her memories later, she will still be her daughter.

But... it will only change after we return to the River Styx... no, that's not it...

She didn't recognize such a dignified and elegant girl.

Armies suddenly spoke in a deep voice: "Persephone, what are you doing?"

Pearl paused for a moment, then her expression suddenly changed, her eyes widening from a meandering spring stream to a raging summer storm: "What did I do?"

Armies twitched his lips: "Watch your emotions, you're scaring your mother!"

Pearl looked at the Countess hesitantly: "Mother...did I...do something wrong?"

After a long period of emotional turmoil, the Countess managed a weak smile: "Pearl... Mother is a woman too!"

"Huh?" Miss Hamilton tilted her head, scratching her chin with one hand, not understanding.

“I also have wild thoughts and scare myself!” the Countess blurted out the truth.

Pearl scratched her head again, looking troubled. "But Mom, I can't control myself either! Sometimes I feel disgusted with myself. How can I speak so gently and sweetly?"
And she's so understanding, always willing to give people a way out.

If anyone offends me, I'll just dig a hole under the platform they're standing on and let them fall to their death!

Whether it was intentional or unintentional, who cares?
They've already offended me!

"So...Mom, you really don't need to worry about Pearl disappearing."

Persephone can't stand her, she'll definitely separate her from her. "Armes said sincerely, "I promise, you'll be able to see her whenever you want."

Although it will definitely be in two places.

But Mom, didn't you always say that Pearl shouldn't stay with you for too long, and that you should only see her once a year?

Pearl's eyes flashed with murderous intent as she stared at Armies: "Heh~ How come I remember that was said to you first?"

Pearl, who had started bickering with her brother, had completely lost her ethereal and otherworldly aura.

The countess slowly sat back down on her sofa.

Once she was certain the conflict could end, Valera slowly walked over and sat down behind Travis.

His Majesty the King tilted his head slightly, looking at her with eyes that desperately needed confirmation.

Valera nodded almost imperceptibly.

Travis suddenly realized that this had become the norm for the past two days.

No wonder Armies so desperately wanted his father to come back.

Compared to his problematic son, it was Ezra's approval and affirmation that could calm the Countess, who was already like a frightened bird.

He couldn't help but glance at Armes again.

His handsome face was filled with worry for his mother.

Travis couldn't help but glance at Bertholdt, no, Serena, with a peculiar look.

Although Serena wasn't his direct subordinate, Travis couldn't possibly be unaware of her background in the King's Army.

His unfamiliarity with Ezra's family stemmed from the fact that they hadn't met often, and some of the people and events didn't quite match up.

He must know the story.

Don't be fooled by the fact that Serena was the one who lost in the competition; there are so many mid-ranking knights who didn't even have the chance to participate!

Serena is someone who can write her name into the history of the King's Army!
Although it was just a power struggle between so-and-so and so-and-so in a certain year and month, and so-and-so won.

But to become one of them, one must be an absolute powerhouse who overcomes numerous obstacles.

Aggris is the one who fails in the first few levels.

Her husband, Montes, wasn't even eligible to participate.

Otherwise, when the Serena family sold her off as merchandise, it wouldn't have been just Ezra who stepped forward... Who in their right mind would imagine that a family would sell even its own pillar of strength!

She's the only capable person in her family of that generation.

Although, even if a family of founding heroes falls into ruin, they can certainly survive as long as they don't actively get involved in troublesome matters.

However, having no one available is definitely different from having someone available but not keeping them.

It's worth noting that at least half of Ezra's success in becoming qualified to compete for the position of deputy commander-in-chief was due to Serena's efforts.

After all, that's no longer a position that can be attained simply by being strong enough.

How could Travis believe that Serena would have a mental breakdown over such a trivial matter?
She is indeed a very, very good mother, but she is definitely not the kind of woman who would sacrifice everything for her child.

It's even less likely that they would value their child more than Ezra.

He pondered for a while and felt that of all the conversations they had just had, only the phrase "Mom is a woman too" truly came from the heart.

Since those brats dared to make her feel so scared and empty inside, they'll have to bear an even heavier burden of heartache than she does.

This is Serena's true nature.

Travis shifted slightly, casually lifting his leg, showing no intention of rescuing the expressionless but still cooperative Armies.

He wasn't stupid; wasn't this the family love that Armies cherished most?
His involvement would be superfluous.

Valera was clever; although she seemed to be there all the time, she was actually trying to minimize her presence.

Nature Masters are truly gifted in this regard; as long as there are some plants nearby, they can quickly blend into the plant's aura.

If Travis hadn't known she was there and hadn't just passed by, he wouldn't have noticed her at all.

It seems that Bowen is the only unlucky one here.

Oh... Serena wasn't lying about this either; Bowen must be the one who most wanted Ezra to go home as soon as possible.

Bowen could indeed die for Ezra, but this...

"The Earl is back!" came a shout from outside the door, the joy in the voice was very obvious.

"Oh?" The Countess walked gracefully to the window. "They flew back?"

"Hmm? Is that... a Gale Wolf?"

(End of this chapter)