Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 907 Brutus's 'Little Lover'

"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~~~ Ah! Ah!" The great knight, who was being slammed down on his head, shouted rhythmically.

But his movements weren't so chaotic.

Instead, he nimbly stepped through the air a few times, spun twice, and landed on the edge of the hall... His dear nephew had just sneaked out from here to play with his friends.

Then he just squatted there and didn't move.

Regardless of who these two are, they don't seem to be any good people at the moment... The reason why the great nobles of the North tacitly left some scraps for those two children when they were scrambling for the spoils left behind by the fallen Schroeder family was that they did not want the Storm Nobles to be too weak, which would lead to the invasion of external forces.

Of course, if the McMillan family can step up, then the Schroeder family will probably only have leftovers.

Unfortunately, even the High Priest Schroeder, who was preoccupied and only had half his mind on dealing with them, couldn't withstand the storm knights, and the most promising successor in the family died.

Although High Priest Schröder's methods were indeed insidious, he simply couldn't withstand them.

Who would dare to expect McMillan, in his current state, to handle the inevitable storm of expatriate high priests?
The infighting within the Storm Temple will only intensify, and the old man who managed to snatch this important parish of the Northland from a bunch of old fogies is absolutely ruthless and vicious.

Most importantly, it must be very strong.

However, there shouldn't be any major problems.

After all, no matter what the Storm Temple does, no one dares to take responsibility for losing the bishopric of the Northern Kingdom.

This new high priest must be very persuasive in order to solidify the faith of the northern nobles and some members of the northern royal family, whose stances were already likely to waver.

That's Travis, the White Dragon King, the strongest being most admired by young people under a hundred years old in the North.

Then there's this female swordsman who unleashed her ultimate move.

Wyatt had a vague idea of ​​who the other person was.

The scent of the Shell Lady, the strong and determined swordsman, the murderous intent towards the old priest who came from the Church of Storms and was entangled with the Wind Guardian... How come he didn't know that Pat was back?
Wyatt hesitated for two seconds, then kicked the shaking door behind him hard... This is not a game for children!

Whether Pat was simply unable to distinguish the familiar scent and thus acted so viciously, or whether she knew perfectly well that this was not the same kind of counterfeit product she had encountered in the past and was taking her anger out on others, she had no intention of caring about the lives of anyone else.

Compared to Ms. Pat from twenty years ago, who would have considered avoiding innocent people, she has really changed a lot now!

Wyatt knew that Pat probably thought that Yuri, who had control of the Royal Palace Magic Array and a portion of the Capital Magic Array, couldn't possibly be unable to control the situation.

Furthermore, the Edwards family's willingness to be the first to step forward suggests they were well-prepared, which is why they acted so recklessly.

She wasn't wrong.

Upon noticing the two men fighting, his father and brother immediately activated the alchemical array, causing the intricately patterned carpets in the hall to float slightly, carrying the people above them quickly to the corridors on both sides.

And indeed, a string of transparent, colorful bubbles rose from Yuri's body... always ready to save some unlucky soul who might appear by 'accident'.

For example, there's Miss McMillan, who's always itching to make a move but can't find an opportunity.

And then there's Duke Schröder, with his sharp eyes, who could only hide his face behind his brother.

Both of them clearly had something in mind, but in front of Yuri, they only wanted to play the defensive counter-attacking role.

It all comes down to who has more patience.

However, the pile of bubbles clearly made them hesitate.

Back in the palace, Yuri was able to suppress so many powerful figures at the same time using the power of the magic array... Now, with only the two of them, or the small fry they prepared, how could they possibly break through?
Therefore, both of them are still in the stage of looking for the right opportunity.

As for not lifting a finger at all, how is that possible?

Regardless of whether Pat wins or loses, it is the best time for them to extend the grandest welcome to this outsider, befitting the Northern Storm Nobles.

It would be even better if he could just hide in the cathedral and pretend to be dead for ten or eight years.

The Lord of Storms generally doesn't interfere with such power struggles between believers, as long as they are confined to each other and do not violate his position or camp.

Wyatt estimated that their original intention might not have been to work together to bring down the new high priest.

After all, the other side must be powerful enough.

Both families have their own weaknesses and shortcomings, so we need to assess the new high priest's competence while also making thorough preparations... If things don't go well, we'll have to use the other family as a scapegoat.

But now that Pat has made the first move, all their previous underhanded dealings have naturally vanished.

Lady Celestia Macmillan was slowly hopping across the different carpets, getting closer and closer to the seemingly cautious Grand Duke!
It seems that after their exchange of glances, they finally reached an agreement.

But this agreement will probably only last until the high priest, who has been relentlessly criticized by Pat, escapes with serious injuries due to a series of coincidences.

Wyatt could sense the subtle disharmony between them... Both of them only wanted a big win, not a win-win situation.

‘Dong-dong-dong! ’

There was another knock on the door behind him... Wyatt kicked it back twice in frustration.

“Uncle…” Patrick’s voice was firm from outside the door, “The corridor doors are all open; this isn’t the only entrance.” “Why are you coming in instead of calming down those fleeing guests?” Wyatt asked, dissatisfied. “We can’t let David handle this kind of thing!”
He cannot fully represent Edwards's will, don't you know that?

“And Mom’s here!” Patrick said helplessly.

"Huh?" Wyatt looked confused. "Your mother? Didn't she say she wasn't feeling well and wasn't planning to show up?"

Of course, the real reason why Lady Brutus was here but did not show herself was that they had to monitor the operation of the magic circle in the underground chamber and provide final security for her husband and children.

This has always been the rule in the Edwards family.

While the head of the family and the heir are on the front lines, the Marquis's wife and the heir's wife are the last line of defense for the family's safety.

Patrick's mother was in charge of managing the royal mansion, while Wyatt's biological mother was the controller of the territory's castle.

Logically, as the next heir, Patrick should also remain in the territory.

But after Brutus entered politics, the family business had to be taken over by Padric, which was a big problem.

Previously, Patrick had only traveled within the country with caravans. Given his status, even if there were some dangers and schemes involved, he wouldn't go too far.

He's still a bit inexperienced to take over the chamber of commerce directly.

I must stay with my grandfather and learn for several more years.

There's no way around it. Given the Edwards family's current status, it wouldn't look good to let the Marquis Edwards go out and do business on his own... Noble etiquette isn't always that important, but when you want to join, you have to be like everyone else.

No matter how good David and Wyatt's relationship with their families is, there are some things that simply cannot be entrusted to them.

They themselves don't want to get involved.

You can serve the family, but there's no need to get involved in things that might incite ambition or desire.

Knowing that your family is wealthy and knowing how much money your family has are absolutely not the same thing.

The Edwards family is now undergoing a period of rapid change, and everyone is extremely busy.

But Wyatt and David were relatively better off.

The family has always been fair. Although they hope that their two younger sons will put in effort, they will never ask them to work themselves to exhaustion, nor will they harm their fundamental interests.

Moreover, their efforts will certainly be rewarded accordingly.

This seems somewhat cold-hearted, after all, it's tantamount to excluding them from the main affairs of the family.

However, in reality, the Edwards family, which developed this habit, never experienced any internal strife among its members.

Even though Wyatt had officially separated from the family, he maintained a very close relationship with his father and brothers.

He knew perfectly well why his sister-in-law was faking illness and staying home.

What happened?
“Mom…” Patrick hesitated for a few seconds before answering, “She came up to watch the show. Father has taken over control of the magic circle.”

By the way, the mural wall has fallen down.

That thing can be directly linked to the central magic array in the underground chamber, and only Marquis Edwards and Brutus have control over it.

Wyatt glanced at his older brother, who was standing there motionless with a serious expression, and whispered, "What are you doing here? Go to the front! That Duke Schröder keeps hiding behind your father; I wonder if he has some bad intentions!"

“David has gone,” Patrick said slowly.

"Huh?" Wyatt turned his head to look at the tightly closed door, his eyes slightly unfocused. "What are you guys doing?"

Patrick is not the kind of guy who would shirk his responsibilities.

He would never hide in a safe place while his innocent younger brother faces danger.

Then, turning back to look ahead, Wyatt couldn't help but stand up straight, completely forgetting to continue sealing the door behind him.

Patrick, noticing the door was loose, deftly slipped inside.

Then he leaned against the door in silence, standing there stiffly.

The girl in purple who had just called him rushed into the hall from the entrance on the other side of the mural wall, like a cloud.

He looked somewhat panicked, but his movements were extremely swift as he elbowed the young duke, who was hiding behind Brutus, sending him flying two meters away.

Then she silently grabbed Brutus's arm, looking terrified and trembling.

The people who remained in the lobby all looked a little off.

After all, the Edwards family is known for its loving couples and harmonious children.

It's no secret that Brutus only had two sons.

So, who exactly is this beautiful young girl dressed in fine clothes from Brutus?
(End of this chapter)