Dear Broom Knight.

Chapter 98 Lowry's words are full of meaning
"Go talk to your friends, Charles." Lowry looked at the sky, pointed with his hand, and a timer funnel immediately appeared in the air. "I'll give you 15 minutes."

Charles was stunned for a moment, then he quickly saluted and thanked them, then turned and rushed towards the group of companions who had fought with him for a day and a night.

Chesca looked at his brother and said, "Charles seems to be in a good mood. That's great. I was worried about him being alone with that..."

Valera spoke quickly, interrupting her sister, whose brain was good but sometimes tangled, to speak out: "Friends who have fought together must have different feelings. Charles is still young, and it is normal for him to be reluctant to leave when the relationship is at its best.

Not to mention, there are several people like him who lost their parents overnight!"

Her warning was clear: the Tollers were dead, so no matter what they had done in the past, their debts would be wiped out after their death, especially as their children. Some things were better not to be said in public.

Even though Charles must have suffered a lot of mental torture because of following that couple.

Of course, Valeera herself said some wrong things because of her anxiety...it was as if Charis was the only one who lost his parents.

Although they managed their expressions fairly well, the two sisters, who occasionally gave polite smiles to those who comforted them as they passed by, seemed a little too strong.

Among the four siblings, only Taylor, who was still dazed and had confused eyes, was truly still in grief, but it was obvious that he was just confused and lost because "I don't have parents anymore", and he was not really in so much pain.

However, the Toller siblings will follow Lori and leave the earldom. The Toller couple relied on their friendships, and the empire they had built through intrigues and deceptions would naturally be divided up by those who were interested.

If there is no conflict of interest, no one will demand so much from them.

In the end, all that was left of the Toller family was the original manor.

Lori glanced at them and said, "Don't you have any friends to communicate with?"

Valera smiled bitterly: "Let's not talk about Chesca, her talent is enough to distance her from all her childhood friends.

As for me... Baron, I have a very good reputation, which is also a nuisance to competitive women of marriageable age."

Although the Tollers only wanted Valeera to marry into a wealthy family, they did not want to go straight to the top. Instead, they wanted to find someone who would bring them the greatest benefits within a certain range.

Therefore, those who think they can pick this yellow rose and take it home with a little effort will naturally not look at others... unless Valeera has a place to go.

In fact, a large number of these people did not really think that Valeera was so good, beautiful, or suitable to be a wife, but because there were too many people competing for her.

It seems that whoever picks the yellow rose named Valeera will be the strongest of the younger generation of the Earldom's knights.

The Tollers, or rather Marianne, were really good at this.

Although Valeera was indeed very nice, Lori didn't think that there were no other girls of the same class in the Earldom who could be compared with her.

However, after the girls' parents discovered Marianne's outrageous behavior, it was too late to take action... unless they made Valera embarrassed and humiliated, or even made her disappear.

However, with the Countess around, some things that happened secretly could not be done at all.

Moreover, when the girls reached marriageable age and were about to start socializing, Marianne locked Valera in the manor and did not allow her to appear at will.

The beauty that cannot be seen is always the most beautiful.

Last time, Lori heard from Chesca that some people actually ran all the way to Baron Gezar's residence to see her, trying to imagine what Valeera looked like from her face, but they all returned disappointed.

Of course, she wasn't too disappointed. After all, the news from the Earldom was that the younger sister was not even one-tenth as good as the older sister.

After all, those people left with endless fantasies.

In other words, the sisters knew what was going on with each other, and Cheska didn't have anyone she liked, so they didn't really turn against each other.

As for outsiders, even a girl with a broad mind would not be able to get along well with such a Valeira.

After all, although the rumors were ridiculous, what Valeera looked like was actually no secret among the nobles and knights.

It is definitely beautiful, but definitely not as exaggerated as the rumors say.

However, if a girl fails to control her temper and says something defensive to ordinary people who come to ask her and cannot see Valeera, she will gain a bad reputation for being jealous.

To be honest, in this kind of atmosphere where everyone is adding bricks and tiles and adding fuel to the fire, it has completely lost its meaning.

So, even though the Toller sisters are very outstanding, they don't have many friends of the same sex.

Valera simply used euphemisms to describe her situation over the years.

To be frank, Marianne really didn't intend to care about her life or death, knowing that no matter who she married, Valeira would have to appear in public for people to comment on. Just like at today's funeral, Valeira, whose face was seen by almost everyone in the earldom, immediately lost that aura, didn't she?
Although she was still beautiful enough to make people's hearts tremble slightly, she was not so beautiful as to overshadow those beautiful young women and lovely girls in dark and gorgeous clothes.

After the huge waves recede, the remaining power of the ebb tide can drown people.

If Valeera married too high again, she would be laughed at.

Anyone with a weak will would be killed by the aftermath.

Otherwise, Chesca wouldn't have tried so hard to recommend her sister to Lori... She knew very well that being taken to the Barony of Gezar by Lori was Valeera's last straw.

Otherwise, her sister's future would probably be just a few years of suffering as a silent widow.

Even if Count Montes took action, it would be useless. After all, that would still ruin Valeera's reputation, or even make it worse.

Even someone as cruel as Marianne would never think of forcing her daughter to go down this path of no return!

As for the Countess, after Valeera got that reputation, she had to restrain herself... She could only bring Valeera into the Count's mansion to be a personal maid, but if she did that, some bad rumors would inevitably arise.

Valeera remains in disrepute.

There was no way out. Even the Countess herself was bound by those rules before she got married, and the one who made her helpless was just her uncle!
Valeera, those are my biological parents.

Moreover, in the eyes of the people in this world, if you can't become a formal professional, you have to live the life of an ordinary person... I'm looking for a good husband for you and making some profit for your family at the same time. I don't plan to sell you off, so what's so intolerable?
In fact, most people will not pay attention to those hidden murderous intentions.

No matter how much frustration there is, it will be wiped out with the two words "marrying up".

Chesca tilted her head and looked thoughtfully at Lori who suddenly asked about something that they both knew very well.

Who on earth made the Baron not want them to have a reputation of being cold and heartless?
Moreover, they also highlighted their mother’s outrageous behavior… Didn’t Madam Yagris know about it a long time ago?
This matter is no secret in the Earldom, and anyone who is interested can actually guess it.

His Majesty the King doesn't care about the good or bad of little people like them, nor does he consider the sadness and bitterness of women... Doesn't he care that so many queens have died of frustration?
Well, the Baron's way of speaking seems to be more on the feminine side.

Chesca knew very well that Lori never made any distinction between men and women, only whether they were suitable for working for him. However, he surprisingly understood the female way of thinking and was very good at using this understanding.

Just like now.

So, which strong woman, or force dominated by women?
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Along the road leading to the inland area of the Earldom of Montes is a neat cedar forest.

In the woods, beside a winding stream, two huge carriages were parked quietly, and several horses were drinking water and eating grass by the stream.

"I see. That's exactly what Yagris would say. It's okay. I was just giving it a try." The beautiful lady lazily leaned against a pile of soft pillows and smiled. Her cat-like green eyes were captivating. "Go to the carriage at the back and take a rest. You've worked hard, cousin."

The woman in black, who had finished reporting word by word, glanced at the little girl standing beside her, pinching her skirt tightly and said, "Then, shall we go back first? Baron Anis."

"Go ahead~" Anis glanced coldly at the girl who didn't dare to look up, and finally warned her, "Don't do unnecessary things, don't let me down."

"Yes..." the girl answered silently.

It seemed like there was something she didn't know, even though the girl had just threatened her with Anis.

But the woman in black was not interested in pursuing the secrets between the two, so after getting permission, she immediately said goodbye.

"Your Yager didn't suffer any harm, is it necessary to treat my good daughter like that?"

After watching them board another carriage, Anis spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Who does she think she is?" A figure slowly emerged on the seat that was piled with a large number of pillows.

Even though she was sitting upright, she seemed to blend in with the pillows.

Pat, dressed in black, looked at her coldly, “Using that method to test Lori, trying to make Yager feel that his beloved son is not worthy of reliance... Such a despicable, incompetent and easily seen-through method.

Oh, she doesn't look like your daughter at all."

"I think she is most like me." Yanis squinted her eyes and smiled, leaning to one side like a black cat stretching, "When not hit by a fatal blow, she only has cleverness and blind trust in people.

I have already reminded her, if she still has hope in that woman... then it is not my fault."

(End of this chapter)