[Comprehensive Manga] Lord Witch

The next day, Giotto was called to the reception room of the castle.

This surprised Giotto a bit.

You must know that after he said that to that man - the Earl last night, judging from the Earl's angry reaction, he should have been indifferent to him for a long time.

Giotto will not feel disappointed about this result, but will breathe a sigh of relief.

If the Earl is indifferent to him, he can also take a breather for a while, and he doesn't have to be courteous to the royal family or other people with status who can bring benefits to the Earl.

Now it seems... the earl still attaches great importance to his successor.

Giotto took a deep breath and pushed open the door of the reception room.

"Father, may I ask why you came to me..."

Then the golden eyes widened slightly after seeing someone other than the earl sitting in the reception room.

It was a black-haired boy, who was sitting on a luxurious sofa and was stirring the black tea in front of him with a spoon. When he heard the sound, he looked towards Giotto, his golden eyes met Giotto's gaze. on.

Seeing the surprise written in Giotto's eyes, the boy showed him a happy smile.

"What are you doing, Giotto! You're so rude! Why don't you hurry up and say hello to the guests!" said the count, looking at Giotto with disgust.

It seems that he was really disappointed in himself, and he didn't even bother to play the father-son game.

Giotto thought so.

"I'm very sorry, Father." Giotto apologized to the count, and then turned to the boy.

"Gui'an, may I ask my lord father, this is..."

"This is Master Qianluo, who will be your teacher in the future, because you were really..." the count said, his face flushed again, but because his family ugliness could not be publicized, he held back abruptly.

"Teacher?" Giotto was really surprised this time. "But Mr. Card isn't..."

"I said he is your teacher and he is your teacher!! Do you have any doubts!!" the earl roared loudly, with a ferocious expression on his face.

"...No, not at all."

"Then, Lord Earl, I'll go talk to Giotto now and leave first." Qian Luo stood up gracefully, saluted the Earl, and after the Earl nodded, he dragged Giotto away who was still in a daze .

When Giotto reacted, he and Qian Luo were already standing in the garden last night.

Qian Luo leaned against the railing and smiled at him, "How about it, should you tell me 'Long time no see'?"

Giotto didn't know what expression to put on for a moment.

He looked at the young man in front of him, and still showed a gentle smile to Qian Luo.

"It's just last night, isn't it long time no see?" He paused, then chuckled, "Teacher?"

"Very good." Qian Luo said after hearing this, his golden eyes looked at Giotto without blinking, "You are very good, I like you more and more."

"Thank you." Giotto's attitude was neither humble nor overbearing. "Then, why did you come here? I don't really believe what Father said."

When we met for the first time last night, I said something inexplicable, and then appeared in the reception room the next day, and was treated as a guest by the earl, and also wanted to be my teacher.

Not only is the identity unknown, but the purpose is also unknown.

"May I ask who you are?" Giotto's smile softened a little, and his tone became a little tough.

"Me?" Qian Luo raised the corners of her lips, "My name is Qian Luo, and I am currently a related member of the royal family in Sicily."

"Of course," he changed his tone, "it is undeniable that I have another identity, but you will find out sooner or later."

He means a lot.

"As for the purpose, I haven't told you long ago."

"……what?"

"I want to ignite the flame in the depths of your eyes."

***

Is my own thoughts so obvious that even a person who has not met many times can see it.

Giotto was sitting on a chair in the study, resting his chin on the table and meditating.

This is really a very crazy idea, and if you add your own noble status, it is really ridiculous.

He wanted to set up a self-defense force to recruit like-minded people with lofty ideals to protect those innocent residents displaced by the war.

No wonder even G was so frightened that he almost fell out of the window.

But he still expressed his unlimited support, which made Giotto very happy.

The flames of war raged vigorously and quickly. Wherever there was exploitation, there was resistance. Many servants had already resigned after hearing the news. Presumably they either took refuge early or defected to the Revolutionary Army.

The castle seemed a little empty at this moment, but the Earl was not affected at all, and still enthusiastically decided to hold a dance tonight.

Giotto was very troubled when he thought of all kinds of communication at the ball, just the group of young ladies like Yingyingyanyan was enough for him to deal with.

At this moment, the figure of that boy appeared in his mind.

[I am here to teach you everything you should know, which you have never learned before]

[If you have to have a condition...]

The boy's eyes suddenly became a little hollow, and he didn't know where to look, but the next moment was filled with a smile.

[Give me all the love that this body of yours can carry]

Really, ridiculous.

If love can be exchanged, if you have love for someone who is almost a stranger who you have only met a few times, then this love is nothing more than that.

Giotto thinks so.

He sighed and stood up, it was time to prepare for tonight's dance.

***

The dark night is dotted with starlight, and the moon emits a soft light in the sky.

In the middle of this beautiful island of Sicily, the huge and luxurious castle is brightly lit.

From time to time, a carriage stopped in front of the tall castle gate, and then a gorgeously dressed lady, lady, or gentleman got out of it.

In the luxurious banquet hall, people have smiles on their faces, not to mention whether it is true or false. Hold high.

The waiters who shuttled through it came and went in a hurry, their faces were expressionless, and it could even be said that they were numb.

Among these people, there is a group of people who seem so different.

They are not wearing gorgeous dresses, but plain monastic clothes.

There is a shining silver cross hanging around the neck, and some people are holding a thick book in their hands.

"Sorry, Miss Susan, I'm afraid I won't be able to dance with you until next time." Giotto's gentle voice was filled with apology. He gestured to the dissatisfied girl with a pouting face and left. Immediately behind him came the sound of glass being smashed. broken sound.

Giotto frowned slightly, something flickered in his eyes, and he looked at the group of monks standing beside the count again.

...religious?

He felt a bit ironic in his heart.

Advocate God's love to redeem human sin and soul body.

Comparing with the outside world, I don’t know what God will think when he sees this scene.

But Giotto was originally an atheist, and what he was concerned about at this time was the conversation between the group of believers and the count.

Since ancient times, imperial power and theocratic power have been constantly struggling, and now it is at a critical juncture of the war...

The earl has always been close to the royal family, so the purpose of this group of believers needs to be considered.

Giotto took a glass of red wine that was on the table beside him, and while sipping it, he approached where the count was, and finally stopped at a place that was not too far away, not too unusual, and where he could just hear his conversation clearly.

"Your Earl, don't worry, all of this is a test given to us by the Almighty Lord, and everything is freely arranged."

"We already know who is behind the war. As long as the evil mastermind is killed, the war will stop."

"This is really an extremely terrible thing. If it is not discovered by us, it will definitely cause more disasters."

The person standing closest to the count drew a cross on his chest with a look of pity.

"That's right, the culprits of this war are those who were bewitched and driven by the devil, and left behind and fled here..."

"—Witch."

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