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Unexpectedly, Schubert's face suddenly darkened, and he put on the attitude of a patriarch. He pushed Alfie away and walked quickly towards Eula's room.

The head maid frowned slightly, and after reaching out to help Elfie, she handed the plate back to her, and then followed Schubert's steps and advised: "Miss, you have a lot of schoolwork today..."

"Needless to say, I have also received higher education from the Lawrence family. If you complain about the hardship of such a small course and cannot even abide by the rules of sleeping and eating, how can you be called a noble person—"

Schubert did not listen to the dissuasion, but went straight to Eula's door and knocked on it with his knuckles, asking Eula to come and open the door quickly.

However, it was different from what he had expected, where his niece came to open the door politely, listened to her uncle's lectures, and boasted about the past.

The reality is that he, the uncle, was left out, which was very embarrassing.

Although this situation has happened before, this time there were two maids following him, which made Schubert feel humiliated and immediately became furious.

The knocking on the door turned into a slightly rough knock on it, and the elegance and politeness that were usually on their lips were gone.

"Eula! How dare you, a disrespectful niece, shut me out as your elder? Aren't you afraid of being held accountable by your father?!"

After a while of such impotent rage, he finally couldn't help reaching out to turn the door handle, but he only heard a few clicks and the lock was locked from the inside.

This made him even more furious, and he immediately ordered Elfy to open the door. However, the weak little maid had no choice but to knock on the door a few times as he ordered, and then she burst into tears.

If this continued, the maid would probably pass out before the door was even opened. Then Schubert looked at the head maid and asked her to get the key to the room.

Sarah did not refuse, but left slowly and elegantly, which made Schubert question her with some dissatisfaction: "Maid Sarah, can't you be faster?"

"Please be patient, Master Schubert. We are servants who have enjoyed the glory of Lawrence. If we act rashly and impatiently, how can we live up to the family's training and the reputation of our ancestors?"

After retorting like this and choking Schubert, ten minutes had passed by the time the head maid got the key and came to open the door.

Sarah identified the key slowly, which made Schubert even more impatient and his blood pressure rose. He urged her to hurry up a few times and then turned around to look downstairs.

By now, one could see that the party was getting very intense. Wes and Yegor were getting drunk, and there was a contract on the table.

But the sharp-eyed Schubert looked left and right but couldn't find the little devil who was chosen.

Suddenly, a bad feeling came to my mind.

He quickly turned around and snatched the key that the head maid had just picked out, inserted it directly into the keyhole, turned the lock core and opened the door.

There was no one inside, only the evening breeze blowing in through the window.

The head maid was only slightly surprised, but Alfie screamed: "The young lady is missing?!"

This made Schubert break out in a cold sweat, and he hurried towards the open window, only to see a knot made of curtains hanging down, and below it was a window frame that was creaking in the wind and could not be closed tightly.

Schubert's face immediately turned pale, and he angrily punched the window sill, but he shook his hand in pain and shouted to the two people behind him as if to vent his anger: "Something bad has happened! Go find someone quickly, Eula must have run away with the kid who was about to be adopted!"

When Alfie just reacted, he rushed out the door and rushed downstairs, mobilizing the servants as he ran.

The noisy noise also attracted everyone's attention.

Chapter 39: Waves Flow for Freedom

Youla was rushing up the stairs holding Youya in her arms, while trying to keep the shaking of her body to a minimum so as not to make the girl in her arms dizzy.

They were currently in the servants' only passage on the first floor, which was not too far from the clothes drying room on the third floor.

If it was just an ordinary residence, it might be just a matter of climbing the stairs and turning a few corners to get there, but this old castle covered a large area, so she still had some distance to run, and she also had to pass through the servants' rooms.

In addition to the rooms where Lawrence's children and their elders lived, there were also classrooms for various special courses and dormitories for servants, such as maids who lived in rooms of four.

People with relatively high status, such as head maid Sarah, not only have independent rooms, but also have certain rights.

She had the same status as Butler Bolter, but because he was old and had no children, he was driven away by her uncle Schubert Lawrence.

Currently, he is taking over the duties of the butler, but anyone with a discerning eye can see that this guy has no management talent. He just relies on his noble status to order the male servants around in a domineering manner.

Whether maids or butlers, these people seemed to have nothing to do with the Lawrence family that had long been in decline, but in fact a small number of them were descendants of servants who had fled with them in the early years.

The other majority of them are those who cannot make a living in their surroundings and have to sell their daughters, or those who have relatives who need medical treatment and so voluntarily sell themselves.

As well as the homeless children who fled from famine, those who were relatively clean and not infected with diseases would be selected and taken in to become servants of the Lawrence family.

For these people, Lawrence's notoriety may not be unfamiliar to them, but it is too late to care about it.

There are also some who have been assimilated or even brainwashed.

Next, we will inevitably face obstruction from this group of guys.

Just like now, Eula just walked out of the stairs on the third floor and caught a glimpse of a thin male servant with shifty eyes. When he saw them, he smiled with great joy, then leaned on the railing on the third floor and shouted upwards: "Found it! Found it! The young lady is here!"

From above came a voice that was very familiar to Eula: "Very good, whoever is down there, stop them! If you can, I will give you a big reward. If not, prepare to be whipped!"

"Yes, Master Schubert! Rat-Eye Azir will definitely complete your task."

The butler, whose nickname sounded like the gang of treasure robbers, immediately opened his hands in a blocking position, with a smile full of greed on his face, and his eyes were fixed on the two of them.

"I'll only say this once. If you don't want to get hurt, you'd better retreat quickly—" Eula just responded with cold words, and he just laughed slyly.

"Hehehe, young lady, you heard it too. It's not that I don't obey orders, but your uncle, Lord Schubert, gave me a death order. For the sake of my life and property, please forgive me for the offense I have caused. I will apologize to you and this young lady later!"

In response, Eula's expression did not change at all, she just sighed.

Then he lowered his head and gently patted the girl's back, saying softly: "Youya, close your eyes first, and open them when I say you can."

“…Okay, okay. But, are you really not going to put me down? If Ela-nee-san wants to fight, I’ll become a burden…”

Although Youya didn't mind Eula making a surprise attack, such as throwing her like a cannonball, if we put aside this somewhat whimsical idea.

No matter how you look at it, facing an adult with the attitude of a child is still like facing the enemy while carrying this burden with you.

The difficulty of the battle is a bit too high. It is better to put her down first, rather than letting her get in the way later.

But Eula just shook her head slightly, and passed by Azir without even looking at him who had pounced on her.

Before Azir could react, he lost his balance and fell forward, feeling a burning pain in his ankle.

“Ugh—?!”

What he could not tolerate the most was that the eldest lady never took her eyes off him from beginning to end. She just stared at the girl in her arms. She even had the energy to cover her eyes with one hand, as if she was afraid that she would see something vulgar.

In this situation, he almost subconsciously reached out to grab the skirt of the girl held in the eldest lady's arms, hoping to stabilize his center of gravity and force her to look at him.

However, the next second after he thought so and stretched out his hand, he was kicked hard on the side of his face.

Just like before, he didn't even see the young lady's movements clearly... No, it should be said that he only saw the young lady's elegant posture as she spun like a dancer, but was completely unable to realize that this was a means of attack.

The artistic moves that should have been just for show became like gorgeous royal swordsmanship when used by the eldest lady. They looked fancy but contained murderous intent.

Just as he figured this out, he felt a sharp pain in his forehead, causing tears to well up in his eyes, which he prided himself on being as cunning and shrewd as a rat. His head hit the ground heavily with a "bang", and he fainted.

"Ah——" This made Youya shrink back into Youla's arms subconsciously. She held on to Youla's clothes even tighter and said in a trembling voice: "You, Sister Youla, you are not hurt, are you?"

"Don't worry, I'm fine. We'll be out of here real quick—"

Eula removed the hand that was covering her eyes. She wanted to look over there, but didn't dare to look back as she was afraid of seeing some bloody scene.

This behavior made Eula hug the girl tighter in her arms even more lovingly, and she rushed to the clothes drying room at the end of the corridor.

After this brief conflict, people poured out from the stairs, led by her uncle Schubert, who angrily shouted at her to stop her behavior and emphasized that it was a serious act of treason.

However, Eula turned a deaf ear to all of this. After breaking into the clothes drying room, she locked the door.

This is called a clothes drying room, but it is actually a large balcony consisting of multiple rooms. Not only the clothes that the old nobles usually wear are hung here to dry, but also some bedding that has not been put away.

It was with these things as a buffer that she was able to make such a decision. After putting Youya on the floor, she hurriedly pulled off the buffer pad that she had tied earlier.

Then he threw it downwards and saw a faint glow of fire in the distance, indicating that the servants were surrounding the castle to prevent them from escaping.

At the same time, there was a rough banging sound outside the clothes drying room door, and her uncle once again ordered her to stop resisting and hand over Youya.

The time was extremely critical, but she inexplicably did not have any anxiety or panic as before preparation, only a calmness as if she was immersed in ice water.

Because her sister was just sitting on the ground with a white sheet covering her head, looking at her with a somewhat confused and trusting look, and the moonlight was shining on her, as if covering her with a layer of light and soft gauze.

Eula Lawrence has never had a moment as clear as she is now about her feelings and the path she wants to take in the future.

Her past was full of confusion, and she just followed the orders of the elders in the clan and did everything to the best of her ability.

But now, she has really committed something that can be called treason.

Not only did I not feel any resistance, but I felt extremely happy.

She picked up Youya again, her tone so gentle: "My little dandelion, have you decided where you want to go in the future?"

"——Just go to the place where you can see the waves leaving the ocean." Youya responded with a smile full of attachment.

The voice just fell.

The door was pushed open and a large number of people rushed in. However, they were forced to retreat again and again by the cold wind and could hardly move forward.

Schubert, the leader, was so cold that his face turned blue and he couldn't say a word. Weiss, who came after hearing the news, pushed him aside and glared at the unfilial daughter with red eyes.

In front of her sight, Eula Lawrence had already jumped from the railing, frost flowers accompanying her, and an ice-blue eye of God shining so brightly in the night sky.

Weiss saw Eula's farewell and the will for revenge that was enough to freeze her soul.

That was so frightening to him.

Chapter 40: Moonlight Consecrated for Knights

Youya never thought that she would jump directly from the third floor to the ground, especially considering the height of the castle, which is about fifteen meters above the ground.

Due to her frequent hospitalizations, she had heard some knowledge about the human body, which she was not sure whether was true or not. For example, if a person falls normally from a height of 15 meters, there is still a 50% chance of survival.

Of course, this is definitely based on the premise of not actively exposing vital parts, and surviving is one thing, and the severity of the injury is another.

And with her current state of being held, Sister Youla was obviously determined to bear more of the damage from the fall herself, while Youya, who was being protected, would only be slightly injured at most.

After all, the cushioning pad underneath was hastily woven, so its effect could only be described as better than nothing and could not compare to a special air cushion, but there was no spare time to make such a thing at that time.

Therefore, when Youya subconsciously curled up her body and protected her head, she was prepared to prevent the impact.

The fifteen-meter height fell to the bottom in an instant, but what she didn't expect was that the expected scene of the two of them rolling into a ball did not appear.

When she opened her eyes, she was still being held. The fall just now only made Sister Youla's knees sink slightly. She could even see the surprise that flashed across Sister Youla's cheek. Only a light breeze passed silently under Youya's skirt.

Before the two could react, Weiss's voice could be heard from above: "Eula! You are such a rebellious girl! How dare you betray your family like this!"

“Hmph—” Eula came back to her senses from her previous surprise, and just glared at him coldly again, saying, “Next time we meet, I will hold the Seal of Solid Ice to tell you who has no right to shout in front of whom.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she picked up Youya and rushed into the indistinct night.

Fortunately, Lawrence's outpost was located in a remote area and close to areas with abundant food resources, so as soon as it left the territory, a large number of bushes and fir trees would soon come into view.

Behind them were flames and shouts surging everywhere. Lawrence's settlement had become completely active, and the human voices were carried farther by the wind.

This made the reconnaissance knights on their way back alert.

Considering Lawrence's reputation and the fact that it was a dark and windy night, this group of people did not live their decadent old aristocratic lives, but instead, contrary to their usual practice, lit torches, looking very angry.

It was hard to say that they were not planning to attack Mond, so almost immediately, the team members, who were originally a little tired, all tightened their faces and looked at their most trusted leader.

"Captain An, there seems to be something going on over there in Lawrence..." His deputy also suggested, "Should we go over there to check out the situation?"

However, the leader just waved his hand, and after thinking for a moment with a serious face, he replied: "There are too many people there, and it is not clear what they want to do. If we rush over, we will just be empty-handed.

If they have bad intentions, we may not be able to fight them with two fists in our current situation. If it turns into a desperate situation, it will be very troublesome."

This is an old man with gray hair on his temples and wrinkles on his cheeks, but he doesn't look old.

The accent was not like that of a Mondstadt native, but more like that of someone from Liyue. He also had a neutral and peaceful face, but his eyes, which were sharper than an eagle's, seemed to be filled with a blazing flame, which made people feel at peace.

His deputy also looked back at the brothers who were accompanying him. They had just completed a long-distance reconnaissance.

We have dispersed to investigate the situation of the three hill tribes in Dadaupa Valley, and are now tired of returning.

In this state, even if they are not defeated by a dozen clumsy servants when facing the Lawrence family, the complexity of the battlefield will increase sharply with more people. The situation is not so critical that they have to take risks or even lose their lives.

"Then, what should we do?" His deputy had to turn around and ask again, but Captain An did not answer him. Instead, he looked at a young-looking new member of the team.

"Ike, how is your physical condition?"

"Ah, uh, I'm fine! Do you want me to go in and check it out? I'm absolutely fine. After all, I'm an excellent hunter from Qingquan Town, and I'm very familiar with this area!"

The young man with freckles on his face suddenly said excitedly.

"No, you have a more important mission." Grandpa An shook his head and looked towards Mondstadt. "I want you to return to the city and report the situation to Grand Commander Falga. Make sure the cavalry squad is ready. If Lawrence really intends to usurp Mondstadt's ruling position, then we must make plans to give him a head-on blow."

"But..." The young man was still a little unwilling, as if he was resisting such an dishonorable thing.

But most of the team members tried to persuade them. At the same time, Mr. An also said, "Don't think that this is a job that anyone can do. The side without a messenger on the battlefield will only be manipulated by the side with the information. Our lives and fortunes are basically pinned on you."

"I understand..." After looking at everyone's expressions, Ike nodded heavily.