before he was crowned king

"Butler Thomas." Sean's pupils shrank slightly.

He was negligent and forgot about the servant who had served the Rose Manor the longest. Although he looked like an elderly man, Sean did not dare to take it lightly.

"Master Sean, you have grown up." Butler Thomas whispered.

This old housekeeper who hides a lot obviously knows a lot of secrets, and Sean is not surprised that his identity has been exposed by the other party.

"Stand there, don't move." Sean held up the gun and said in a cold voice.

"Master, you are holding black market assembled goods. The trajectory of the projectile is very floating. Although I am old, it is still very difficult for you to hit me." The old housekeeper spoke softly, sounding like a kind old man.

Sean gritted his teeth slightly, then turned his gun to the young man on the bed, curling the corners of his lips.

"Indeed." Sean's eyes were sharp, "but the target of my kidnapping is not you. Do as I say, and you probably don't want me to kill him."

It seemed that the threat had worked, and the old butler stopped in his tracks.

"You wouldn't do that." Thomas said firmly.

Sean laughed lowly: "I can even kill my own mother, let alone my brother."

"Master Alex is your brother, yes, but Mary Victoria deserves to be called your mother." Under Sean's sight, Butler Toms knelt on the ground, "Master Sean, you and Master Erics is all Miss Dinia's bloodline."

"Dinia..." Sean's eyes were blank for a moment. This female name seemed to have a strange magic power.

"Don't you remember?" Thomas sighed, "Yes, you were only five years old when we parted."

"Are you referring to my forgotten childhood memories?" Sean lowered his eyes.

"Yes, I can help you—"

Sean interrupted the old man, and did not let down his vigilance: "Why do I believe what you said? At least be honest about your identity first.

The old housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head: "Sorry, young master, I was the one to be rude."

"I am your mother's servant. I was born in Dongyang. I followed your mother to the Saint Via Empire under the orders of the family." The old housekeeper said, "My mission was to protect your mother, but now it is to protect you and Ai Rui. Master Kex."

"You are... mother's person?" Sean frowned, "Then how could my stepmother allow you to stay in the manor?"

"Mary Victoria thought I was serving the Viscount Norman." Thomas said, "I have also been hiding my identity in order to stay in the manor."

"Master Sean, please believe every word I say." Thomas looked serious, with his right hand on his heart, "Miss Dinia is my life's belief, and I will never deceive Miss's blood.

"Moreover, there is evidence to prove everything in this manor."

Sean's eyes finally loosened.

In the underground passage of the Rose Manor, Sean followed the old butler Thomas and descended the dark stairs. The temperature difference between cold and hot caused a hazy white mist to rise here.

"Mrs. Mary has always rejected Miss Denia, so after Viscount Norman passed away, she couldn't wait to erase all traces of Miss Denia's existence." The old butler was carrying a small yellow lamp.

"So, what is the relationship between the three of them?"

The old butler said faintly: "Viscount Norman met Miss Denia when he was on a mission to the East. After the two got married in the East, Miss Denia followed the Viscount to Saint Via."

"And Mary Victoria was Viscount Norman's nominal fiancée." The old butler said, "After Miss Dinia died, she claimed to be the hostess and lived in Rose Manor."

"You mean that Mary Victoria came here after my mother died?"

"Of course." The old butler said, "Miss Dinia is the lifelong partner of the Viscount Norman, and Mary Victoria didn't even hold a formal wedding with the Viscount."

"Then how did my mother die?" Sheen continued to ask.

"Because of a terrible fire." The old butler's voice sank.

Old Guan stopped in front of an ordinary wall. He stretched out his hand to hold down a slightly sunken brick, and pushed hard, and the whole wall collapsed like building blocks.

A spacious space appeared in Sean's space.

"The basement was originally the alchemy room and storage room of Viscount Norman. Later, Mrs. Mary asked me to seal it all up. I hid all the things related to the past here." The butler took out the burning candle and put the wick of the wall lamp Light up, and the furnishings in the room become clearer.

"Sorry young master, it's been a long time since I cleaned it, and there's dust everywhere." The old butler took off his black coat and spread it flat on the dull sofa, "Please sit down, I'll go get things."

Sean sat there, his eyes falling on the huge oil painting on the front.

"It was drawn by Viscount Norman not long after Master Erics was born." The old butler walked over with a wooden box in his arms. "The woman in the painting is your biological mother." .”

"The one next to...is me?"

"Yes, you were very cute at that time." The old housekeeper smiled and gestured, "You are only as tall as the young lady's waist. Although you are still young, you are much more sensible than children of the same age. The young lady often praises you as a little My lord, my character is very similar to Viscount Norman..."

Sean listened to the old butler talk about all kinds of things in the past, while flipping through the things in the wooden box.The box is full, and there are many strange things, such as small wooden horses, slingshots, and dolls that cannot fall down... Some of these things are rough handmade, some are rare oriental goods, and without exception, they are all It's an old thing, and it really doesn't look like something prepared by fabricating a lie.

Sean took out a leather notebook from the deepest part of the box. The notes inside were a bit immature, but it could still be seen that it was a child's diary.

The owner of this diary seems to be introverted, and he doesn't write much every day. He often only writes one or two simple sentences on a piece of paper.

"On a rainy day, I stayed at home with my mother and Alex, and my mother told me the story of the six swans."

"Sunday, I taught Alex to speak with my mother, but Alex didn't learn."

"Sunday, Alex called 'mother', and mother was very happy."

"On a rainy day, Alex vomited after drinking milk and cried for a long time."

They are all notes in a similar format. There is only one thing in each day, and the role of mother appears at the beginning, and almost all of them start with the same name at the end. This is not even a diary in the true sense. It's more like an observation record about an individual named Erics, who has a fever and sickness, or a fall, and will be carefully written down by the owner of the diary.

Sean finished flipping through this somewhat boring diary with a blank expression. By the last page, the handwriting on the paper had become ugly, and there were only two words that were difficult to recognize, "like" and "brother".

There was a crack in Sean's calm expression, he couldn't understand why such complicated emotions surged in his heart.

Through the remaining fragmentary images in his mind, he has long deduced that the Kabede brothers had a close relationship, but he has never believed that the "Xion" at this time is him at this time, after all, he is very clear about his memory It started in a lonely village.

But now he's not sure.

Why did he have a kind of sympathetic resonance when he saw the people in front of him... He used to love Alex and his younger brother very much.

Sean put the diary aside and took a deep breath, closed his eyes and began to sort out his chaotic consciousness.The old butler didn't speak, and stood quietly behind him.

"Thomas, how did you recognize me?" Sean asked in a low voice with his eyes closed.

"It's a little hard to explain. It can be said to be the secret method of the East. I am Miss Dinia's servant, and I can sense the blood of the master." The old housekeeper said, "You have the same breath as Dinia, although it is not as good as before. Intense."

Sean understood what Thomas meant. Although Herrell had transformed him with the divine bone, some raw materials of the skin still existed in it.

"What is the fire you mentioned earlier?" Sean still closed his eyes and pondered, "Can you explain in detail?"

"Yes. That was 15 years ago. There was a fire in the manor. At that time, you, Master Alex, Viscount Norman and Miss Dinia were all trapped in it. When I arrived, only Norman The Viscount escaped in embarrassment with Master Erics in his arms."

"What about me? How did I survive?"

"At that time, I almost thought that both you and Miss Dinia...the fire finally burned out. When I was looking for Miss Dinia, I found you dying." The corners of the old housekeeper's eyes were a little wet, "You hurt The wound is very heavy, but you still have breath. I carried you to find the priest of the Holy See, and the wounds on your legs and face are from that time."

"It was you who sent me to the village?" Sean's logic was finally connected.

"Yes, after Miss Dinia's death, Viscount Norman's will became extremely depressed, and he trapped himself in the room all day without seeing anyone. Madam Mary adopted Master Erics and took the opportunity to control Rose Manor." The old housekeeper said, "I was afraid she would hurt you, so I hid you in the village outside the gray wall, and took care of you quietly when I was free."

"It turns out... those things were all given by you." Sean remembered the inexplicably extra food and clothing in the past. He always thought it was alms from the neighbors.

"Yes, I was the one who advised Madam Mary to take you back later." The old butler said, "Master Erics disappeared at that time, and you are the only blood of the Viscount Norman. I thought she would not hurt you again. , who would have thought—”

"Butler Thomas, you've done a good job." Sean opened his eyes and took over the old butler's words, "Without you, I wouldn't be able to live to this day."

Thomas's eyes seemed to be touched, and he knelt down in front of the young man: "You are serious, you are Miss Denia's flesh and blood, and I should serve you as I serve Miss Denia. In fact, I have always blamed myself, When Madam Mary imprisoned you that year, I should have rushed to rescue you earlier."

"The past is in the past, Thomas. In fact, it is these tribulations that made me stronger now." Sean said in a weak voice, "I didn't give in because of it, and you don't have to regret it."