Section 2, younger sister

Lance awkwardly bid farewell to the viscount, adhering to the ceremonial customs of this world as remembered, and followed the slender maid through the dimly lit castle

Biqi is about the same age as Lance; the sixteen-year-old girl has already developed very maturely. She exudes a faint floral fragrance and appears very beautiful. However, deep down, Lance knows that Biqi, like her mother, is cunning and has always regarded him as a thorn in her side

However, this name, he has already remembered

Viscount Ryan looked at his son in disbelief, momentarily forgetting his anger. He pondered and asked, "Oh? Why is that?"

... ...

Ryan looked at Lance with some confusion, as if his own son had become a different person: "Are you sure? You were so overwhelmed tonight that you couldn't even write it down before passing out."

No, Father, I do not wish to go to church

The viscount frowned: "Lance, although everyone in the territory knows that you are my most beloved son, my investment in you has its limits. Do you understand? The expenses for your studies with Amman over the past six months are nearly equivalent to one-third of the territory's tax revenue! Your brother, as the heir to the lordship, has not enjoyed such treatment. If you had a talent for learning magic, it would be one thing, after all, I promised your mother to take good care of you... Your brother, as the heir to the lordship, has not enjoyed such treatment. If you had a talent for learning magic, it would be one thing, after all, I promised your mother to take good care of you... However, you have no magical talent, so I do not believe that allowing you to continue studying magic is a wise choice."

The father and son silently gazed at each other, a peculiar feeling spreading in their hearts.

... ...

He did not speak, but stood in the darkness

Upon arriving at such a place, it is said that the first thing one must undergo is brainwashing, and after the brainwashing is complete, one knows nothing, only to serve the deities. The maid silently thought to herself: "Young Master Lance's life is essentially predetermined."

Lance's mother was the third wife of the viscount, and she had only one child throughout her life. She passed away when Lance was just five years old. If it had not been for the viscount's strong influence over the years, little Lance might have already fallen victim to the schemes of certain individuals.

No, I want to continue learning magic with Teacher Anman," Lance said

Who would have thought that this time, Lance actually displayed a contemplative expression. This already surprised the viscount, but even more surprising was that he actually heard Lance say:

Lance nodded: "Alright, tomorrow evening, I will write out that rune."

Lance pondered for a moment, then spoke: "Father, what if I could write that magical rune?"

The girl standing at the doorway is wearing a loose-fitting emerald green nightgown, with a painfully insufficient amount of fabric at the chest, barely managing to cover a glimpse of alluring scenery. She is tall, surprisingly as tall as sixteen-year-old Lance.

Do we have to try them one by one

At this point, she seemed to have lost even the interest in pretending to maintain her respect. The two of them reached a corner, where it was pitch black ahead, and the maid suddenly stopped.

The woman in the green nightgown is Bichi, the daughter of the madam, and she shares the same mother as my brother; the two girls in the room are Sabina, the daughter of the second madam, and the other is Erin, the adopted daughter of the viscount. Lance quickly recognized the people in the room; apart from Erin, the other young women are all daughters of the viscount, his half-sisters.

He calmed himself slightly; the girl inside should be his sister, and at least he could confirm that this room was not his own.

Lance gratefully said: "Thank you, Father"

The maid held a candle in her hand, and the darkness and depth of the castle far exceeded Lance's expectations. The two walked for a full five minutes before arriving at the second floor of the castle, where Lance's room was located

Lance felt a bit troubled; he instinctively approached a door and heard the laughter of girls coming from inside

Is it Luna? A maid, and even if she is the personal maid of my father, how dare she be so disrespectful to her master? Although Lance felt angry, he knew that this was not the right time to lose his temper

The awkwardness was that Lance happened to be standing right in front of her

Viscount Ryan fell silent for a moment, then said: "Tomorrow evening, after dinner, in front of everyone, I will give you one last chance"

Lance nodded respectfully

Biqi saw Lance standing at the door and surprisingly did not blush at all. With a smile, she greeted him, saying: "Hey, Lance, I heard you are about to go to the ascetic camp. You aren't here to say goodbye to us tonight, are you?"

Seeing Lance display a serious expression, Baron Ryan could not help but let out a sigh

However, things are different now. Lance's performance has disappointed the viscount, and he has essentially been abandoned by the entire castle. At this point, even a mere maid in the castle does not feel that her indifferent attitude would matter. After all, she had clearly heard outside the study that young Master Lance was to be exiled to the ascetic camp.

The viscount called out to the library, after which a maid led Lance back to his room to rest

Although the content of the conversation seems to be soliciting his son's opinion, those who understand the demeanor of the nobleman know that once he says this, it signifies that he has already made a decision in his heart. No one can defy his will—at least not within the nobleman's territory

Moreover, considering that the person he is speaking to is the second young master of the viscount's estate, Lance, who has been known for his timidity and reclusiveness since childhood, is regarded by everyone as a symbol of ineptitude. The viscount is naturally more aware of his son's capabilities. As he anticipated, Lance would surely respond with a dull nod of agreement

I will go see if that fool Lance has returned..." A clear female voice said as she opened the door.

The maid unexpectedly huffed, turned on her heel with the candle, and walked away.

In the past, it was always the Viscount who shielded Lance, so no one dared to underestimate this young master. At least in front of the Viscount, no one would dare to do so

This is a two-story building belonging to the castle, where only individuals of certain status within the castle are permitted to reside. Currently, aside from Lance, his three younger sisters also live nearby. As for his elder brother, he moved early to the Red River Outpost in the northern territory to demonstrate his competence to their father, and he rarely returns to the castle.

This child is completely different from his mother, lacking any independent opinion, the viscount thought to himself

Viscount Ryan fixed his gaze on Lance; if he could not provide a reason that satisfied the Viscount, then there would be no room for discussion regarding tonight's events

I am certain, I just need one more chance," Lance explained to the book. "Tonight, I am a bit nervous. Trust me, Father.

Lance frowned; he had no idea where his room was

With the assistance of the fox, although only five minutes had passed, Lance had nearly grasped some of the more important memories of the original owner. The main functions of the core chip fox are divided into three parts: first, it can utilize the various systems of Lance's body and numerous sub-chips for data collection and storage; second, it possesses a certain level of computational ability; third, it conducts analysis based on the calculations and data. The information stored in the chip can be accessed at any time, making it extremely convenient. The main functions of the core chip fox are divided into three parts: first, it can utilize the various systems of Lance's body and numerous sub-chips for data collection and storage; second, it possesses a certain level of computational ability; third, it conducts analysis based on the calculations and data. The information stored in the chip can be accessed at any time, making it extremely convenient

There were at least two candles placed on the lampstand in the corridor, which appeared to have been hung not long ago. On either side, there were a total of five rooms, but Lance did not know which one was his.

At that moment, as he prepared to turn and leave, the door to the room was suddenly opened

Which door is my room?" Lance stood in the middle of the corridor, scratching his head. The fox searched the original owner's memories and found that the information in this regard was surprisingly blank.

In fact, this is indeed the case. As early as six months ago, everyone in the castle knew that Lancelot's apprenticeship with the wizard Amman was the last investment the viscount made in him. Generally, this second young master is not disliked by anyone; he is merely a bit reclusive and timid. According to information circulated by his former personal maid, the second young master spends his days in the study reading strange and absurd books. Coupled with his frail physique, he is naturally looked down upon in this world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong.

The viscount waved his hand, a hint of warmth flashing in his eyes: "Go back to your room and get some rest early, conserve your energy."

He looked at his second son with a sense of disappointment and finally said slowly, in the unique stern manner of a father: "I am preparing to send you to church; what do you think of that?"

Ryan decisively stated, "Then I will consider allowing Amman to continue serving as your teacher"

"Young Master Lance, I shall take my leave here," the maid said indifferently, not caring that the path ahead was shrouded in darkness and that there was still some distance to Lance's room

Lance replied calmly, "I hate charlatans."

Viscount Ryan was at a loss for words; he was greatly surprised by his son's performance today. After thinking for a long time, he unexpectedly hummed, "I also dislike charlatans."

According to my memories, although this maid is my father's personal attendant, she has always been very courteous to me. However, today she appeared cold and indifferent, completely disregarding me, the second young master. Perhaps the events of this evening have made her feel that she has completely lost my father's favor. Lancelot observed the maid's indifferent expression and understood this in his heart. Today she appeared cold and indifferent, completely disregarding me, the second young master. Perhaps the events of this evening have made her feel that she has completely lost my father's favor. Lancelot observed the maid's indifferent expression and understood this in his heart

"However, you must go to church." After a while, the tone of the lord viscount became somewhat stern: "You must understand that other professions are not suitable for you."

Being insulted as a fool behind his back naturally put Lance in a very bad mood. However, he did not explode immediately; instead, he squinted his eyes and surveyed the girl in front of him and the people in the room from top to bottom.

It seems that the original owner has only left behind a portion of their memories, which allows Lance to be aware of them. Most of these memories are relatively profound and important. However, the details are difficult to find

Lance forcibly suppressed the anger within him, took a deep breath, and turned to walk into the darkness