The doctor suffers from amnesia, but not complete amnesia.

The man smiled warmly, and his request was impossible for the girl to refuse.

"......it is good."

"Okay, what does Aldebaran like to eat?"

"Mmm...meat."

The girl said in a low voice.

"Ok?"

"Eat meat."

Alethe wished she could crawl under the chair. As a noblewoman, making such an unladylike suggestion made her feel that her image was about to crumble even further.

"That's great, girls should eat more meat so they can grow faster."

Qiao Yelan praised.

"Your father will also be pleased to know that his daughter also enjoys eating meat."

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PS: Thank you to [Kaguya's Chronicles] for the silver treasure chest.

Thank you for your support.

Open a bounty

Why are people still asking me if I'll be offering bounties? Didn't I already say I'd be offering bounties during the Chinese New Year?

No wonder so many people keep asking the same questions – do they not even look at Photoshop?

Let's discuss the bounty in a separate chapter.

There's a lucky draw during Chinese New Year, and I hope everyone will vote for me if I win something unexpected.

I always write long chapters, and of course, paying off debts also involves writing long chapters, so the reward is twice the usual amount.

The reward for each chapter is 200 monthly tickets, or 20000 reward points, or 200 razor blades.

The initial data is: 4200 monthly tickets, 24 tips, and 1200 blades.

Since there aren't many readers, I'll keep it running for two weeks, until February 20th. On the evening of the 20th, I'll post a separate chapter to report on the bounty situation.

Chapter 120 Inducement is always gradual.

"Father? Do you know my father, Mr. Joe?"

Alde even forgot her shyness, looking eagerly at Qiao Yelan, wanting to get more information about her father from him.

“Yes, Your Excellency Duke Cumberland, once the most powerful steam knight in Victoria, the knight most trusted by King Aslan—how could I not recognize you?”

The man sighed softly, stroking Alede's hair with one hand.

"My father, what kind of person was he?"

Five years ago, Allarde remembered that day.

Her father stroked her little head, as always, but this time, he was apologizing to her.

I'm sorry, my daughter, but your father has to do something that's destined to fail—but these things always have to be done by someone.

This was your father's choice... but this choice abandoned you.

At that time, Aldebaran did not understand what her father meant by those words—until those people burst into her house and told her that her father was dead.

After that, young Alde could only watch helplessly as the servants hurriedly left the mansion, taking with them everything that could be sold, until the place became empty.

Then the woman's messenger arrived, coldly bringing that expensive "gift".

She could continue to live here and receive her education—but everything belonging to Cumberland, including herself, would become the property of the Duke of Cumberland.

Alder doesn't know what she can do, or what she should do—she's been lost ever since.

"He was a loyal knight, a powerful warrior, and as a subject and as a citizen, he had done his utmost."

“I know you don’t understand yet, so all I can tell you is not to hate your father, even though he failed in his role as a father.”

Qiao Yelan sighed softly and pulled the sobbing girl into his warm embrace.

"I don't hate him."

The girl leaned close to his ear and sobbed softly.

"I just...miss him so much..."

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After lunch, Aleide struggled to push her wheelchair, which was almost as tall as her, outside.

"After dinner, I'll have someone drive you home."

"I...I don't want to go back."

“Aldette, you are the heir to the Duke of Victoria Cumberland, and I am an official of the Great Yan. I can indeed take care of you, but I cannot take care of you for a lifetime.”

Qiao Yelan said earnestly.

“During this period, I will send someone to pick you up from the embassy every day and then send you back at night—with me here, those people won’t dare to do anything.”

"But one day, I will leave."

The girl's hands clenched slightly.

"What kind of person do you want to be, Allardy?"

"I......"

“You are no longer a child. Since your father died, you have been unable to live as an ordinary person. Kaster found you because of your value; she wants to use you.”

Qiao Yelan's words sharply cut through all the veils.

"How do you want to live? As a pawn of Kaster, or as Allard Cumberland?"

“I…I want to be like my father.”

Alder whispered.

"A steam knight?"

“Yes, Steam Knight, I have seen my father’s armor. I have wished I could wear the same armor as my father since I was a very young child.”

"That's hard."

"Is it difficult...? Then—"

"But it's not impossible."

Qiao Yelan's words made Alede's eyes light up.

"really?"

"Of course—but being a steam knight isn't easy; you need to undergo rigorous training."

"I'm not afraid—I never want to be left behind by anyone again!"

"Good, that's a good child."

Qiao Yelan smiled and clapped her hands.

"I will help you fulfill your wish."

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"Commander Lynch, an audience request has been submitted to us."

"A request for an audience?"

Charles Lynch looked up at his adjutant.

Since King Aslan died and the previous Grand Duke Cumberland, the leader of the Steam Knights, was killed in battle, the Steam Knights have become the object of everyone's shunning.

No one will come to visit a legion that has lost its commander and leader.

Charles Lynch, after being automatically promoted to Grand Master of the Steam Knights according to wartime regulations, has faced numerous difficulties.

Parliament's funding was barely enough for them to prepare for combat, but whenever there was a mission, they were still the first to be sent to the front lines—without support, without allies, and without logistics.

Four steam knight armors have already entered a dangerous state due to worn-out parts. The steam knights using them dare not even inject steam pressure to half full, otherwise, the high-temperature and high-pressure steam may break free of the restraints the moment they are used, steaming them like crabs inside the sealed armor.

There has been no news of spare parts and spare armor for five years. Charles can only rely on his old connections to steal some parts from some old workers and sell them to him. However, both the number of people willing to do this and his own financial reserves are dwindling rapidly.

Especially since last year, factories related to the production of Steam Knight Armor have been completely shut down, and workers have been reassigned to various factories. A large number of parts have been melted down and destroyed. Apart from stockpiling the last batch of parts at that time, I haven't been able to buy anything related to it since.

The steam knights had realized the nobles' sinister intentions—these scoundrels wanted to make the knights bleed to death for the interests they had instigated.

"who is it?"

He took the application and casually asked a question.