Chapter 7, The Glory of the Family

Hehe. Zod actually laughed out loud, indicating that he was in a very good mood. He took out a badge from his bosom, patted the armrest, and said: "Come, take the glory of the family"

When the bandage was completely unwrapped, the sight that met his eyes left him gaping, momentarily stunned

The shadow vanished just as it had come, leaving no trace behind

Clearly, Zod greatly admires his son's willingness to go to any lengths. He smiles at his son, perhaps feeling even more excited than he did in his own youth. He says meaningfully: "So, as long as you are my son, that is enough. I do not actually care who among you inherits the title."

Count Zodberg shook his head with a smile, waved his hand, and said: "Emil is not an outsider; he will not speak of it."

Zod is not as weak as one might imagine when lying in bed; he is well-groomed and in good spirits. If time were to turn back thirty years, he would still be a dashing nobleman.

The sound startled the expressionless Rendit, who blankly turned his gaze this way but found nothing to attract his attention, and disinterestedly turned his head back.

Luo Lan's heart suddenly raced a few times, as if he had recalled something, but the door to Count Zod's room was already in sight, leaving him no time for further contemplation

Count Zodberg looked at him deeply and said softly, "Since when did my obedient son stop following my commands?"

Zod smiled gently and said: "Alright, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. You know, I bled much more for women when I was young than you have." He focused his gaze and added: "But the bandaging is quite problematic; it seems the bleeding hasn't stopped." He pointed to the young servant beside him: "Let Emil take a look and help you re-bandage it."

This cunning old fox! It seems he is still unwilling to place the entire bet on himself

The chilling cold made Luo Lan feel as if the hairs on her body were slightly standing on end

"Father, I have arrived." As soon as Luo Lan stepped into the room, a joyful smile spread across her face

He changed his tone again: "However, you still have much to learn; your victory is merely due to the weakness of your opponent." Zod shook his head, pointing at Rendet, who looked like an idiot: "You know, your uncle was much stronger than him back in the day"

Dinner knife

Luo Lan's fingers trembled slightly; he took a deep breath and stepped forward to calmly accept it. He lowered his head, preparing to continue listening to Zord's subsequent remarks, but after waiting for a moment, there was unexpectedly no further sound.

What exactly did he perceive

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"To act rashly without intelligence is foolish, for life will not grant you a second chance to amend your mistakes" - The Thief's Handbook

Luo Lan temporarily set aside her doubts and walked towards the place where he had just left, the library.

The heirs of the Lantiston family emerge from fierce competition in every generation. This is the survival principle that Zod truly believes in

Regarding this matter, he had long since prepared a set of well-considered remarks. However, he still casually asked the attendant beside him, "Did the Earl just say anything?"

"Alright, our future new Earl should not lose his temper anymore," Zod said with a smile, then cast a faint glance at Emil, who immediately lowered his head in silence

The shadow of this person is beneath his feet

"Emil." The Count commanded once again.

The door opens

The pressure on Luo Lan's shoulders suddenly eased

Luo Lan cast a disdainful glance at him and let out a contemptuous snort from her nose

Moreover, he was shocked to discover that, at some point without his noticing, the door had silently closed, and there was unexpectedly another person behind him

Luo Lan felt a heavy shock in her heart

Out of professional habit, he first discreetly observed his surroundings

Agni suddenly approached him, and it was highly likely that this old fellow had orchestrated it.

The attendant pondered for a moment and said, "The master just requested a dining knife from the kitchen, but it is not mealtime yet; how strange indeed"

Emil did not know where he found the courage, and could not help but say, "Since you won't get hurt at all, why do you need to bandage the wound?"

There are no wounds there, but rather a smooth and polished expanse of books

He abruptly lifted the opponent's cuff and unreservedly tore off the bandage

In just a fleeting moment, countless possibilities flashed through his mind

"You did not hear wrong," Zod nodded slightly. "I have made my choice." He looked at Randit with deep regret, saying, "Although your brother possesses the same talent as you, unfortunately, his current state is not suitable for inheriting my title." He slowly turned half of his body in the chair and pointed to an old map on the wall that had slightly yellowed, saying, "The Landiston family is backed by the Fei River. Every autumn, the swamp tribes from the southern bank invade all the territories of the Duchy of Yaros, including ours. Therefore, the family needs a strong and capable new heir."

As Emil approached step by step, the corner of Luo Lan's eye twitched slightly

"Father, you have exposed the family's secrets." Luo Lan calmly lowered his cuffs and then pointed at Emil, saying: "I suggest he should die"

Luo Lan felt a sudden chill in his heart; there was always a certain special meaning behind Zorde's smile that sent shivers down his spine, a sensation even more intense than that brought by the person standing behind him moments ago

Luo Lan felt a chill in her heart and took a few steps back, saying: "Father, these trivial matters need not trouble you."

"A little trouble." Luo Lan smiled and instinctively touched his injury.

The gaze of Count Zod slowly settled on Luo Lan, leaving one to wonder what thoughts occupied his mind

He looked up in surprise, only to find that Zod, who had just been full of energy, was now in a state of drowsiness.

He took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door with his hand

However, Luo Lan indeed needs Tu Zi's support and does not wish to dwell on this matter. As long as no one speaks of it openly, it is believed that both parties will continue to maintain the current understanding between them.

"My dear son, I heard that you were injured?" Zod asked with concern

A figure waiting there hurriedly approached.

"What?" Luo Lan trembled all over upon hearing this, and said with great excitement: "Father, are you saying... I, I..."

This is a dimly lit study, which in Rendit's memory is oppressive and obscure, while the original owner of the memory sits by the window, motionless like a living dead, as if he can do nothing but breathe

I underestimated Tuz after all; he could almost deduce that Tuz's next step would inevitably be to make Agni mysteriously disappear. However, out of concern for appearances, he naturally could not inquire further. As a result, their verbal engagement still exists, but the reality is quite different.

Emil's face instantly flushed red, his eyes fixed on Roland with a fiery intensity

Luo Lan raised her proud eyebrows and coldly remarked, "How could the secret of the noble bloodline of the Landiston family be worthy of being known by the lowly?"

Moreover, there is an even more pressing matter awaiting him.

Emil wore a cold smile as he slowly extended his hand, and he almost caught a glimpse of a fleeting expression of complete surrender on the other person's face

Given Lendit’s character, he would never admit to being wounded by a woman, as that would be too humiliating. Only someone who is extremely familiar with his personality would make such a clever arrangement

The ability to approach him so silently indicates that the opponent's martial skills far exceed his own

Emil's face turned pale, as if he were frightened by Luolan's words, and he stepped back in terror, knocking over a chair in the process

Luo Lan snorted and unceremoniously pushed the other party away

Luo Lan suddenly realized that the only window in this room leading to the outside was precisely at the position where Rendet was sitting, while Count Zod was seated about three to four meters away from him, separated by a heavy cold wooden table. Was this arrangement intentional or unintentional

Zod was eager to see him; could it be that he wanted to inquire about the reason for Lindit's decline into dementia

"Yes, yes." Luo Lan hurriedly replied, appearing to be overwhelmed by a mix of shock and joy, and was at a loss for words.

The young servant stood beside the count, and his gaze irritated Roland, as if the latter had taken something from him

"Young Master, Agni..." Tuz immediately noticed the thick bandages wrapped around Roland's arm, which still bore faint traces of blood, and he could not continue speaking.