If he thought there might be sothing between him and her, it would be sothing for the third layer.
If he thought about having a sister-brother relationship with her and they had the sa mother but different fathers, that would probably start costing people their lives.
Oh, why do I have to be so miserable? I had long left the Quaser family, but today a ssenger ca with a letter from my idiotic brother, saying sothing like, "For the sake of our brotherhood, give your big brother a hand."
...I’m already nice not to have shoveled a pile of dirt over you!
With that thought in mind, Aet Serk jumped off the circular intercity passenger train that had just been laid in Sydney Union in the past two years.
He arrived at the train station in Carterburg, considered an edge of the suburbs, got off the platform, entered through the city gates, and t with a mber of the Church of Justice responsible for security, who checked his identity—Carterburg had really beco a mix of good and bad lately, and to prevent followers of Chaos from blatantly slipping in, there were checkpoints set up by different churches at several city gates. Getting inside the city wasn’t a problem, just walk through the Array for detection, and if nothing’s wrong, you’re in; and if there’s a problem, the stake outside the city gates was always ready.
Aet Serk, of course, had no issues and passed the detection, took his luggage from the grinning Assistant Priest of the Church of Justice, and Aet Serk initiated a conversation, "By the way, I heard old Gaiate has also beco Legendary?"
"Yes, just the day before yesterday, witnessed by our Lord, the Gaiates with three Legendaries in one family, really impressive." ntioning this, the Assistant Priest showed a certain amount of respect and perfectly appropriate envy.
"Yeah, really envious, how co I can’t just walk out the door and pick up a couple of Legendaries." Aet Serk also perfectly portrayed his jealousy, and successfully elicited unanimous agreent from the fellow church mbers.
Honestly, it was undoubted that old Gaiate’s two children were picked up, and precisely because of that, this sort of public envy and jealousy wasn’t very rude. As soone acquainted with old Gaiate and also a mber of the Goddess of Harvest church, Aet Serk’s remark was more an expression of envy—as he was also a bachelor.
"Mr. Aet Serk, I suggest you could look in other cities. Recently, Carterburg hasn’t seen wandering refugee orphans for quite a while, those kids when they arrive are imdiately rounded up and handed over to Lord Colin."
"Yes, Carterburg has been getting better and better lately. I’m a kid from the West City District. My father and mother don’t even have to worry about being robbed when they go out these days. He said this was unimaginable ten years ago."
"It’s Lord Malin who has given the citizens work and a new life, thank him."
The congregation ntioned the recent situation, all starting to express their gratitude towards Malin, with Aet Serk feeling the sentint as well—when he first ca to Carterburg, a day without a death was a day the police were overjoyed.
Unlike now, where the biggest cases the officers handle are probably just a cat up a tree and an old lady crossing the road.
After so more chatter, Aet Serk decided to go back and check if Elsa, that child, was at the Church—after all, ultimately this child was still the granddaughter his brother adored the most, his foolish son might be a bit stupid, but anyway, he still called him uncle when he saw him.
Forget it, this ti let’s just consider it as helping my nephew out, the poor kid.
After leaving the checkpoint, Aet Serk began his return to the Church. The snow grew heavier along the way, which made Aet Serk miss the beautiful weather in the Eastern Region even more, days filled with sunshine were truly wonderful.
Passing an intersection, Aet Serk heard laughter from ahead and, feeling a sense of familiarity, turned his head towards the sidewalk, only to see Elsa chatting with an old man. Aet Serk flew into a rage—what wretched old man dares to flirt with his little Elsa? Watch as Justice’s Uncle Aet Serk smashes his head in!
On a closer look, wasn’t that old Gaiate?!
...How could it be that old fellow, really, if I had actually charged up just now, it’s still a question who’s head would be smashed.
After muttering his complaints, the uncle from the Quaser family walked over, "Elsa, what are you doing here today?"
"Ah, Uncle Aet, I was just talking to Uncle Gaiate about Lord Malin, my wedding with Daniel might even be presided over by Lord Malin." As she spoke, Elsa looked at Aet Serk with curiosity and asked, "By the way, Uncle Aet, where have you been lately?"
"I went to the Eastern Region to practice," Aet Serk said, while avoiding ntioning enjoying the winter sun in the East Province.
"You’ve had a hard ti, Uncle Aet," his grandniece said with a face full of admiration.
Which made Aet Serk rather embarrassed.
"Well, Emt, now that you’re here, I’ve got to ask you too, Malin just said he’s bringing the whole family over for dinner tonight, I need to go back and get ready." Old Gaiate stood up, said his goodbyes, and left the coffee shop.
Emt finally sat down: "How did you think to look for him?"
"Not really, I just ran into Uncle Gaiate today when he was passing by and I stopped him. I asked him, last ti at Lord Anthony’s, Daniel must have seen how clever Lord Malin was officiating the wedding, he will surely be able to help and Daniel," Elsa looked completely love-struck, and Emt felt a pang of sadness—how awkward it would be for these two children if they knew the truth.
Ah, forget it, it’s not my place to ddle anyway.
That’s what Emt thought as he pulled out his cigarette case: "When are you planning to get married?"
"Next year," Elsa said confidently.
Ha, next year, it’s a question whether you two little bastards will still be together this year.
......
Walking into the snowstorm, Old Gaiate felt maybe he had been over-suspicious earlier. Elsa’s affection for Daniel seed genuine, the joy and admiration on her face when she ntioned him... didn’t seem fake at all.
This reminded him of his own youth, how he and Sophia had admired each other in the sa way, yet they hadn’t foreseen the unexpected outco that had awaited them.
Now, seeing Elsa and Daniel, Old Gaiate didn’t know what to say... Maybe this is the fate everyone must face when they learn about their origins... Ah, may the Lord have rcy on these two children.
The lon is still not tasty, forget it, ho to cook dinner. Hopefully, his own child doesn’t co back too early; he’s got to prepare food for ten mouths by himself, and the pressure is quite big. Maybe he should call a few "Dostic Fairies" to help?
With these thoughts, Old Gaiate returned to his building, brushed the snowflakes off his shoulders, pulled down his coat hood, and as the old man stepped up the stairs, his mind was on the ti when they had just found Malin, his daughter, and Malin running up and down these steps... In the blink of an eye, they had all grown up.
If it wasn’t for the help of the God of Justice this ti, Old Gaiate felt he would have been gone for sure, not to ntion having the life he has now.
With that thought, Old Gaiate suddenly heard sothing, he stopped in his tracks, looked up, and saw the door of his ho open.
And the voices coming from inside.
"Dad, if you don’t co back soon, the food will get cold," Maya’s voice.
"I told you, close the door and add so more wood to the fire." Hmm, that’s Malin’s voice.
Hearing his children’s voices, Old Gaiate suddenly felt a sense of happiness. He walked up to the door and saw Malin in the living room with his family.
"I’m back," he said.
"Dad’s back! Welco ho!" Maya said happily.
"Welco back, father," Malin spoke.
Watching his child stand up, Old Gaiate once again felt the warmth of ho.
He happily embraced Malin and then Maya.
Thank you, my children.
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