The Knight of Light plants the sun in the eternal night.

Chapter 131 Too Honest

"The Knight of Light?" The old count's eyes lit up, slightly surprised. "Leo, you're the Knight of Light?"

"Yes, Grandpa." Leo nodded. "Blessed by the Holy Light, I broke through the shackles and was promoted to priest. I was promoted to knight just half a year ago, so my path as a knight of light has only just begun."

Earl Hayden nodded: "Very good."

The old count then asked Leo many questions, and Neander frequently chimed in, helping Leo boast.

Leo, on the other hand, played the role of an honest child, not taking any credit for himself, and even deliberately sharing the credit with his subordinate knights. There was no way around it; he was too favored by the Holy Light, and even telling the truth sounded like boasting.

The only option is to belittle oneself in order to fit the persona one portrays.

Neander clearly had no idea what the count liked and kept praising Leo, with Lisa joining in, the two siblings boasting together.

The wind made Leo frown.

This is really bad; the brother and sister's back-and-forth singing seems overly deliberate.

However, the old count noticed his furrowed brow. Looking at Neant and Lisa, whose intentions were practically written all over their faces, the old count felt even more strongly that Leo was different from his older brother and sister.

No boasting, no lying.

His personality clearly didn't inherit Lenard's flamboyance, but rather Heather's low-key and gentle nature; this is the true bloodline of the Evening Primrose family.

"You're quite good." This was the second time the old count had praised Leo. The first time was for Leo's talent, and this time it was for Leo's personality. In addition, he liked Leo's appearance as soon as they met.

In just over ten minutes...

The old count felt that Leo shouldn't have been born in the Glowing Fungus Castle; his appearance, personality, and talent should have been born in Moonlight Castle.

"Grandpa, my two siblings and I have brought you a birthday gift." Neant took the gift from the servant.

With a fawning expression, he lifted the lid, revealing a magnificent silk robe inside: "This is a gift I started preparing for you a year ago. I raised many Holy Light Silkworms on all the mulberry trees in my family—it took a whole year to weave this one robe."

This is indeed a precious gift that embodies filial piety.

The old count was indeed fond of beauty and liked to wear expensive and gorgeous robes.

Just looking at Neander's boastful manner, he inexplicably disliked him. He thought Neander was just like that country bumpkin, who had used the same trick to lure Heather to the Glowing Fungus.

Only then did the calamity, which was too late to regret, occur.

"Yes, that's thoughtful of you." Earl Hayden nodded gently, not even reaching out himself, but simply letting the butler take it.

Neant immediately smiled and realized that his gift had not met the old count's expectations.

Of course, he didn't think it was his fault. Instead, he thought to himself, "Father is unreliable too. He said Grandpa loves beautiful clothes and would definitely like this holy silk robe, but he hasn't shown much interest in it!"

After he stepped down...

Lisa held up the special evening primrose plant.

With a smile, he presented it: "Grandpa, this pot of rare evening primrose is a multi-headed variety. Look how full its corolla is—I specially found it to give to you. You know my territory is remote and doesn't have many local specialties—"

"That's quite rare, Lisa. You've really put your heart into it." The old count smiled, indicating his appreciation.

Leo looked at the bare evening primrose and felt that it was just a crested evening primrose.

It is rare but not unusual; many plants exhibit cresting.

When it was his turn, he didn't give a grand speech about how much effort he had put into finding a gift. He simply picked up the fluorescent mushroom sauce and said, "Grandpa, I didn't know what gift to give you. This was prepared by my father. He said you like it."

Neant and Lisa suddenly felt an urge to facepalm.

That Leo!

He has absolutely no idea how to please the elderly, which is a complete waste of all the lessons the two of them taught him along the way.

However, the next moment, the old count chuckled and took the glass jar himself: "Well, it's rare that your father still remembers that I love this mushroom sauce. You're very kind, Leo, I really like this gift."

Looking at the old count's radiant smile.

The brother and sister exchanged a glance, neither of them understanding, and could only conclude that Leo had a handsome face.

Grandpa is in a good mood just by looking at this face; there's no need to flatter him at all.

At this moment, Hemingway's uncle stood up and said, "Father, let me take Neander and the others to rest. They must be tired from the long journey. There are also some distinguished guests waiting outside who need your personal attention."

"Yes." Earl Hayden nodded.

Neander, Lisa, and the others wisely took their leave, and Leo also prepared to depart.

Count Hayden called out to him, "Leo, stay behind and go with your grandfather to meet the guests."

"Oh," Leo said, feigning honesty and trying to be obedient.

Neander and Lisa nearly fell over, increasingly unable to understand why, and why!

"Grandpa's a bit senile too!"

"eccentric!"

The brother and sister went to a secluded spot and each complained to each other.

Olive chuckled: "At least Leo has won over Grandpa, so he should be able to complete the task Father assigned. Neander, Lisa, you also have a task. Take advantage of the nobles coming to celebrate Grandpa's birthday and make the necessary contacts as soon as possible."

"That makes sense." Nian nodded, composed himself, and said, "Lisa, let's get started."

On the other side, Leo sat down next to Count Hayden.

This scene piqued the curiosity of Hemingway and his wife. Over the years, their father had harbored considerable resentment towards Baron Lenard, and consequently, he had shown little enthusiasm for Neander and Lisa.

To everyone's surprise, Leo won over the hearts of the people as soon as he arrived.

"Father has too much of a taste for color," Mrs. Holly said with a hint of sourness. Why didn't she give birth to a child as handsome as Leo?

Hemingway nodded, then shook his head: "It's not just that Leo was born with good looks, it's probably also because Leo—was a good boy."

He was the son of Earl Hayden, and could somewhat sense his father's thoughts.

The VIPs had not yet arrived in the waiting room.

As Earl Hayden sipped his tea, he asked Leo, "Did your father give you three siblings any instructions before he came?"

"This—" Leo hesitated, pretending to stutter.

Earl Hayden replied, "Can't you talk to your grandfather about it? We're family."

Leo then spoke up, "Father hopes we can maintain a good relationship with Moonlight Castle, and ideally win over Grandfather so that you can recommend the Glowing Mushroom Knights to be among the first to go to the battlefield."

"Your father is certainly playing his cards right. Is he so eager to make a name for himself? Doesn't he even consider whether he has enough resources?"

The old count snorted, then looked at Leo and sighed, "You child, you're too honest, you say everything."

Leo smiled and said, "Grandpa, although this is the first time I've met you, I know you are my closest relative. So, I feel there's no need to hide anything from my closest relative; you will only protect me."

"Yes, we are family." The old count smiled with satisfaction. "Leo, you are a smart boy."