Chapter 21: Aunt's Capital)(1/2)
After coming back to his senses, Martin saw Clin's eyes.
She stared straight at her hands.
The silver metal emblem is in his hands.
When I was thinking about something, I subconsciously held this thing.
"Have you... seen this?"
Martin raised his hand, exposed the emblem, and asked with a little confusion.
The sunlight outside the window shone through the hollow clock and reflected into Clin's brown-yellow eyes.
A faint sadness flowed in her eyes.
Clin nodded, looking a little melancholy.
This expression is rare in this quirky Earl's eldest daughter...
Martin couldn't help but frown slightly.
However, this emblem was given to him by the Earl, and it was normal for Clin to see it.
Clint looked away from the clock emblem and said with a little depressed mood: "Mother has the same emblem..."
Rocky, who was originally writing and drawing on paper, suddenly raised his head and looked at the two of them.
Clin's mother?
Is this emblem the Countess’s thing?!
Having said that, Martin's memory was completely blank for the Countess.
I just heard that the Countess has passed away for many years, but the specific reason is not clear.
The topic about the Countess seems to be a taboo in the manor.
Martin never heard the servant say half of the relevant words.
Clint and Rocky also barely mention anything about their mother.
As the richest man in Farelinburg and a gentle and handsome nobleman, Earl Cross will be said to be as long as he nods, countless beautiful women will line up to come to his door to wait for his favor.
Even if a beautiful woman who works for the Earl's Mansion like Laili may have an ambiguous relationship with the Earl, it is just a secret speculation from others.
Martin has been in the Earl's Mansion for not short time, and he has never even seen the Earl stay alone with any beautiful woman...
Such a handsome, rich and high-ranking man probably has a deep affection for his dead wife and is unforgettable, so it is like this, right?
Of course, with the Count's character, this seems very reasonable...
Suddenly, Martin felt that the emblem was a bit hot.
I didn't expect this thing to be the Countess's relic!
Martin handed the emblem to Clinn with both hands, looking extremely serious.
"This is what the Count lends to me temporarily, and it should be your mother's thing."
Clin paused slightly, quickly reached out to take the emblem and looked at it with cherishing eyes, with a slightly dim look in his eyes.
"Sorry, it reminds you of sad things."
Martin obviously had no experience in this kind of thing, and he didn't know how to comfort him for a moment.
The girl gently stroked the emblem with her green fingers, and Rocky on one side had already stood beside her, her eyes slightly red.
The room became quiet again.
Although the lunch light meal was still as rich as ever, Martin was not in the mood to taste it today.
The delicious food was chewed back and forth in the mouth, and it didn't taste much.
Just when Martin was in a mess and had all kinds of thoughts, Lord Earl finally came back...
There is a small lake next to the horse farm of the manor. The lake is quiet and quiet, like a mirror reflecting the shadow of trees on the shore.
There is a large forest of kapok trees planted on the hillside by the lake, and reddish-brown flowers bloom on the tall kapok trees.
There are no green leaves, only bright flowers connected together, like a flame burning.
The lake water has also been dyed red, beautiful, heroic, and grand.
Martin stood on a clearing of green space among the woods by the lake.
In addition to the count, there was also a stone tablet erected alone in the clearings in the forest.
It was a square tombstone with all kinds of flowers growing around it.
These flowers will bloom at different times to ensure that the owner of the tomb can accompany the flowers at any time...
Martin stood quietly in front of the tombstone, looking at the epitaph engraved on it.
[What is buried here is a kapok, a mother who has failed to fulfill her duties, and a great Holy Spirit Knight!]
[She does not need our memorial service, and people will not remember her name, but her kindness will always linger in the sky and coast of Faralin.]
[——The Tomb of Rebecca Bosen Olic.]
The handwriting on the epitaph is very familiar, obviously it was written by the earl.
He even suspected that the beautiful patterns on the tombstone were also the mark left by the count because of his attachment.
Martin looked at the carved inscription calmly, and the figure of the woman kept popping up in his mind.
Every time she appears, she has a bright and warm aura, which is the only bright color in his gray childhood memory.
Aunt Rebecca!
The relative who was regarded as the mother by the original owner of the body lies in this lonely and beautiful tomb...
Martin felt a little pain in his throat, as if he was choked by a stone.
The eyes also became hot and the vision became blurred.
The emotion called sadness was not controlled at all, like a flood that broke out from the chest.
Although the soul has been replaced by a visitor from another world, some things have been preserved intact with the original owner's body and memory.
That was the softest memory hidden deep in the heart of the original owner of the body, Martin empathized with it...
The cool breeze blew, Martin blinked, took a few deep breaths, forcibly escaped from his sadness, and turned to look at the earl standing quietly behind him.
"So, I should call you uncle, right?"
He asked softly.
My aunt is an extraordinary person, but as her husband, she has no doubt the responsibility to protect her!
Both in the eyes of the original owner of the body and as a later generation, Martin holds the same attitude in this regard.
The count heard a trace of resentment in Martin's tone, opened his lips and finally said nothing.
He looked at the tombstone expressionlessly, his eyes slightly red.
The fist was tightly held, and the body trembled slightly uncontrollably, obviously enduring great sadness.
The kapok forest is very quiet, and sometimes the lonely cry of thorny birds will be heard.
At some point, an old man appeared on the edge of the red woods.
He stepped on the soil in the woods and did not notice it until he got closer.
Bishop Grande, wearing a light white robe, walked slowly to him.
"Child, believe me, Cross has done everything he can, and he can't blame Rebecca for his death."
A kapok flower slid down from his hands and slowly floated to the tombstone.
"And, since you came to Faralin, Cross has been taking care of you in secret."
Martin remained silent.
He now realized that the Count's care for him before was actually beyond common sense.
Great reward, free accommodation, gentle attitude...
And Clin and Rocky's attitude towards him became closer under his guidance!
Now that the truth is revealed, everything seems to be reasonable.
Thinking of this, Martin recalled Clin's shiny brown eyes, exactly the same as the eyes of his aunt in memory.
Moreover, the appearance that inherits the advantages of both parents is also in line with the beautiful aunt.
No wonder I feel very friendly...
Why didn’t the original owner of the body notice this for three years?
Martin glanced at the count.
He was staring at the tombstone, but the focus of his sight floated behind the tombstone.
There was a faint light of tears in my eyes, and it seemed that I was trapped in a painful memory.
To be continued...