Wizard: Building a Cultivation Family from Scratch

Unlike the cheerful atmosphere inside the lord's hall.

At this moment, the scene inside the dungeon of the Roland family castle was completely different.

This dungeon has a very long history; it is said to have been built by an ancestor of the Roland family hundreds of years ago.

However, its original purpose was not to imprison criminals within the territory, but to assist a certain wizarding organization in conducting some special experiments that could not be made public...

Of course, as time went by, that wizarding organization was long since swallowed up by other major wizarding schools, and the Roland family has now completely declined.

However, because the dungeon was built at a great cost and was of very good quality, Gordon used it as an excellent place to imprison serious criminals.

The entire dungeon was extremely cold and damp, and never saw the light of day.

On both sides of the narrow passageway were rows of prison cells separated by thick iron bars.

A musty smell permeated the air, and several large rats scurried past the corner of the wall, making rustling noises.

In the innermost cell, a disheveled figure was huddled up:

Parker Green!

This young reserve knight, who had been full of vigor not long ago, riding his warhorse and greeting the soldiers in his territory, was now tortured beyond recognition.

His once gleaming knight's armor had long been stripped away, leaving him only in a dirty, tattered tunic.

His messy hair was stuck to his forehead, and his face still bore the scars from the Battle of "Brenne Village".

Parker has been locked up here ever since that day.

  

He had lost count of how many days had passed. The only thing he could be sure of each day was the two meals of prison food that the jailers brought, which were practically pig swill...

Parker leaned against the cold stone wall, staring blankly at the window above him that let in a faint light.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was no longer that grand plan, but his mother—Britney.

That woman who toiled for most of her life, yet always lived humbly in a corner of the castle.

"Mother……"

Parker closed his eyes in pain.

Abandoned mistress, half-elf, traitor's mother—these filthy labels will likely be forever etched on Britney Spears's image from now on…

The thought of this made Parker's heart clench, almost suffocating him.

However, just as Parker was hanging his head and feeling utterly desperate, a sound of footsteps suddenly came from the end of the corridor.

Upon hearing this sound, Parker's body tensed up uncontrollably.

Immediately afterwards, in the flickering firelight, several figures walked out from around the corner.

Leading the way was a somewhat thin and hunched figure.

The moment he saw the other person's face clearly, Parker's body jolted, and his eyes widened abruptly.

"Mother?"

Parker murmured, his lips trembling.

That's right, the person walking over at this moment is none other than Parker's mother, Britney.

The next moment, Parker suddenly sprang up from the ground as if he had gone mad, and lunged at the cell door.

Behind Britney, he also saw Granger, fully armed and dressed in knight's armor.

"Let her go!"

Parker seemed to suddenly realize something.

He gripped the cold iron bar tightly with both hands and roared with all his might at the approaching old knight Granger:

"You old beast, what do you think you're doing?!"

Why did you bring my mother here?

I did it all! It has nothing to do with her!

"If you want to kill or torture someone, come at me! Don't make things difficult for my mother!"

This young, aspiring knight, who once had lofty ambitions, was now filled with fear and despair.

Towards the end, his voice even carried a hint of pleading.

Faced with Parker's roar, Granger did not speak, but simply stood a few steps away from the cell, quietly watching everything that was happening before him.

Looking at her son, who had been tortured beyond recognition in the prison cell, tears suddenly welled up in Britney's eyes.

She staggered to the cell door, her hands trembling as she reached out...

Why?

Britney asked, her eyes brimming with tears and her voice trembling.

Her hand froze in mid-air, as if she wanted to slap Parker hard, but in the end, it turned into a gentle caress.

"Why? Parker, why did you do this?"

With a "thump"...

Parker's knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

He lowered his head and said, sobbing uncontrollably:

"I'm sorry, Mother."

I was wrong, I'm the one who hurt you...

Britney was crying so hard she couldn't speak, and could only keep shaking her head.

After a long while, she finally spoke haltingly:

"Come, come with me quickly, go apologize to Lady Oriana, and I will beg her to forgive you."

"What?"

Parker paused for a moment, then abruptly broke free from Britney's grasp:

No! I will never apologize to any of them!

The Roland family… that filthy family… why should I apologize to them?

My only regret is that I wasn't careful enough and let the news leak out!

After being imprisoned in this dungeon, Parker already understood that the Roland family must have been behind the incident in Bren Village.

He just couldn't understand it...

How did the impoverished Roland family manage to kill Baron Hoover and Daniel?

Especially that wizard who used witchcraft to control the leader of the Ashenvale mercenary group and Baron Hoover...

Who exactly is he? And how did he end up with Orianna?

However, at that moment, a clear voice suddenly rang out:

"Parker, you still don't want to plead guilty?"

Upon hearing this voice, Parker's body trembled slightly.

He looked up and saw a girl with a golden ponytail walking from the end of the passage.

It was Oriana.

At this moment, Orianna no longer had the naive look she once had; instead, a hint of coldness lingered in her eyes.

Whether it was his imagination or not, Parker even sensed a hint of authority emanating from her.

"Plead guilty?"

Parker sneered, "That's impossible! Now that things have come to this, you can kill me if you want, I only beg you not to make things difficult for my mother."

"No, that's not it!"

Upon hearing Parker's words, Britney panicked and staggered to Oriana, kneeling down before her.

"Master, I beg you, please don't kill my son!"

He was just confused for a moment, I will discipline him properly in the future.

We will leave the Roland family and go far away, we only beg you not to kill him…

Oriana looked at Britney, who looked much more haggard, and felt a pang of pity.

Even at that moment, she briefly considered letting Parker go.

But soon, that thought was extinguished by the anger in his heart.

She took a deep breath, helped Britney up, and said:

"I'm sorry, Aunt Britney... I can't let him get away with this."

Why?

Britney was on the verge of a breakdown. She looked at Oriana with despair: "Have you forgotten? Parker is your brother too!"

Orianna sighed heavily:

"You probably don't know this yet... Uncle Cade, he's the one who killed him."