Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 908 The Profound Bond Between Siblings

No one thought this would be Brutus's illegitimate daughter.

The reason why the Edwards family could still find good marriage partners even when they were in decline was because they would always stipulate in the marriage contract that the family would never acknowledge the existence of illegitimate children.

This is an oath written in the Edwards family code.

Even if he had a rebellious son, he could at most run wild outside, but the children born would not inherit Edwards' special bloodline at all.

If his lover is talented, that's fine, but if she's just someone who has nothing but her looks, then a child who doesn't inherit Edwards' bloodline won't even have the chance to become a professional.

So, if there were other options, who would choose the Marquis of Edwards?

How long can one rely on looks to please others? Those who act recklessly because of their appearance know this best themselves.

And what could possibly be true love if someone were willing to be a mistress to a married man?

No matter how sweet her words sound, she must have other ulterior motives.

Otherwise, upright people would choose to forget each other and drift apart, rather than risk being scorned and still having affairs with men.

Although nobles also looked down on illegitimate children, they didn't care that they had two of them.

After all, if you can't present your own children as a presentable family, you have to look for other options.

It's indeed hard to fool noble offices, but it's not so hard to fool those who aren't heirs but just branch families without titles.

The Edwards family's complete self-imposed isolation is a rare trait even among the nobility.

Moreover, perhaps because of this vow, they were always able to marry the best girls within a certain range, so the Marquis and Duchess Edwards were always quite loving and rarely had any mistresses.

This is nothing to worry about; every family has its own rules for survival.

However, the male nobles who were always compared to the Marquis of Edwards by their wives were bound to be hostile towards the men of the Edwards family.

So you think you're the only one with principles, morals, and a way with women?
So when the men who remained in the hall saw that Edwards' heir was actually a 'rebellious son,' their eyes lit up.

They all knew that Brutus' wife had just dragged herself out of bed to greet the guests who had run out in fright!

The nobles who dared to stay in the hall were basically all below level 10, so they were naturally very bold.

Soon, a great deal of 'whispering' began.

The men gathered in twos and threes, their faces beaming with smiles.

A dozen or so ladies naturally gathered on the same carpet, sometimes looking up at Pat who was still making a 'clanging' sound in mid-air, sometimes craning their necks to look at the little girl hiding behind Brutus, their expressions changing from hot to cold, their voices from loud to soft.

The lobby was as bustling as a general store.

Wyatt's expression remained frozen until now.

Fortunately, Pat's sudden burst of laughter startled him from his daze.

Wyatt looked up... Even with the protective winds constantly around him, the high priest's defenses were still breached.

A deep, bone-revealing wound appeared on his ribs, seemingly very close to his heart.

However, the Storm High Priest is not only powerful in combat, but his recovery ability is also obviously very strong.

Only a few drops of blood floated out of the air; apart from the obvious hole in the formal robe, there was no other visible damage.

This healing ability that can directly restore external injuries... this old gentleman is very likely the most orthodox kind of priest.

It's that kind of fanatical believer who completely dedicates themselves to God.

Regardless of his nature, he would never do anything against the will of the Lord of Storms.

Wyatt blinked, looking at the female swordsman who showed no signs of stopping, and suddenly realized... Pat wasn't unaware that this high priest was not the same person as those who had hurt them before, but she just wanted to take her anger out on them.

After all, those old guys' original target was someone like this High Priest.

However, proper priests are fanatical believers who dedicate themselves entirely to the gods. When needed, they can even transform directly into divine beings... Such people will naturally receive the favor of the Lord of Storms.

Their bodies will naturally be cleansed by the power of the storm, and will gradually transform into wind spirit bodies.

The protective wind is the basic manifestation of this constitution.

How dare those old geezers, whose hearts are already rotten, open their hearts and souls to the Lord of Storms?

That's just asking for trouble!
But in the Temple of Storms, those who reach the highest position cannot be without the protective winds.

The Lord of Storms may seem to care about nothing, but he gave the Church of Storms a fundamental bottom line.

To gain some control over his former earthly divine kingdom, now the main temple, he needs the Guardian Wind.

But the Lord of Storms never imagined that someone would be so audacious as to create a Wind Spirit Body for him.

Wyatt suddenly hiccuped.

He was just thinking about this... Pat has changed a lot.

Then, trying to shift his focus, Wyatt let out a low, desperate cry: "Padrick, is your brother crazy?"

Now that things have come to this, how could he not know who that familiar face is!

David was naturally quite handsome... In the Edwards family, there has never been anyone who wasn't good-looking.

At most, they might be a bit more rugged or a bit more elegant. After all, good marriages over generations naturally bring about excellent inheritances.

Edwards has never worried about his face.

Wyatt hadn't even considered that possibility.

After all, who would have the time to wonder if the girl who tried to flirt with his nephew was actually his nephew in disguise?

If he hadn't known that it was impossible for outsiders to step on the top of the mural wall and sneak into the hall after the magic circle was activated, he would never have guessed it!

Ahhhhh!

Wyatt's mind was practically filled with that "Ah!" all over the place.

No matter how I try to distract myself, it doesn't work.

For a playboy like David, David's behavior was a devastating blow.

Patrick sighed: "Uncle, can you calm down?"

Your face is contorted; you look a bit ugly.

Wyatt froze, then abruptly turned to look at him, covering her face with her hands: "Really? Really?"

This method really works.

Patrick wasn't sure if he should be happy, but he reassured her, "It's all right now."

Uncle, don't blame him, he's just unlucky.

Patrick recalled with a pained expression, "David originally wanted to find a female knight who had just joined our family to come and find me."

But... he went to the wrong person and ran into a brick wall.

Wyatt seemed to understand, but he was knowledgeable and knew that there was a spell that could directly transform one's appearance.

Having confirmed that Patrick only intended to stop there, he turned back to focus on the battle above.

It's not that the child has any psychological problems; the intention is simply to add a unique touch to the Edwards family.

As for David being badly screwed over after hitting a brick wall, that's alright.

Children always have to pay the price for their recklessness.

He encountered a big shot posing as a family knight and was immediately flattened, even forced to run around with this woman's body on his back. Although it was a bit pitiful, it was understandable.

Next time, David will certainly not make the same mistake.

It was obvious at a glance that he must have gone to find a female knight he didn't even know very well.

Brutus didn't dare entrust these new knights with important tasks, only assigning them to guard the outer perimeter. Yet David dared to ask them to do such an important job!

Don't be fooled by his current embarrassment; he'll get a beating after all this is over.

Wyatt could understand David's reckless actions, after all, David had been even more unreliable in the past.

That's right~ Kids who cause trouble are usually under parental supervision, something David probably hasn't really realized yet.

Now I can only enjoy the ease and comfort of being the second son.

Heh~ After a few good beatings, he'll definitely learn his lesson.

Patrick breathed a slight sigh of relief... his uncle was indeed a wise man.

No wonder the person who made the move wasn't worried at all that his uncle would be determined to find out the answer.

He slowly, trying not to attract attention, raised his head to look at the two powerful figures who were still entangled, and gently pursed his lips.

Then, as if nothing had happened, he glanced at the beautiful younger brother in purple who was hiding behind Brutus, and silently stared at those tearless eyes for a second before immediately lowering his head.

The beautiful woman with tears in her eyes looked so pitiful, it was truly endearing... if you didn't know who she was.

Patrick would remember his brother's beautiful face for the rest of his life.

Of course, he doesn't need to remember it himself... The reason why Mom completely handed over the control of the magic circle to Dad was to use the recording crystal to leave a lasting memento.

He touched the crystal ball in his pocket and silently leaned against the pillar next to him.

David dared not lay a hand on his own mother, but he would show no mercy to his brother.

He has to be careful.

After glancing again to make sure David was whispering something against his father's back, Patrick quickly slammed the crystal ball into the spot he had calculated many times.

Although it's not as close and clear as the one my mother has, this angle is still enough to get a fairly clear picture of the face.

He unleashed his fastest attack to date, and within ten minutes calculated an angle that would have taken him hours to figure out. Patrick showed his most genuine smile of the day.

As for whether the family will face its biggest crisis today... Patrick is not worried at all.

David ran into an incredibly large metal plate; if that person were still around and could cause trouble, it would probably take the Lord of Storms himself to resolve the situation.

Patrick walked over to his uncle with a relaxed expression and pointed to the two powerful figures above who were frantically switching positions: "Uncle, what are they doing?"

(End of this chapter)