Before seeing the young man, Renault had been sitting in the garden praying for two hours.
In Lulian in early winter, the sunshine is still warm, the grass is still green, and the scenery is still charming. Sitting on the carefully manicured lawn in the back garden of the castle, bathing in the warm sunshine, and drinking a cup of special black tea from Beibinoa, it is really wonderful.
It is a rare enjoyment.
However, such a day is suitable for three friends to talk and laugh, but it is not suitable for Renault.
Since he was young, he single-handedly fought back to the Renault family, eliminated the rebellion, and took charge of the Tomahawk Knights, Renault's life has only been related to blood and fire, and has only been in the treacherous storms.
He fought in all directions, looked around, and all his conversations were completed with the mighty iron flow and the long sword in his hand.
He has no friends, no time, and no interest in chatting and laughing with anyone in the sun.
He is cold, withdrawn and tough, like a sharp and cold sword, if not on a bloody battlefield, then in a quiet and dark showroom.
Therefore, for three consecutive days like this, spending several prayer hours every day sitting in the castle garden basking in the sun and waiting for someone to appear, it was really the first time in Renault's life.
Even Renault himself doesn't know when he will lose his patience.
It is true that this secret trip to Lulian was the most important and difficult decision he had made in more than ten years. This decision was related to the future and destiny of the Renault family, and the young man named Leo and his Southern Cross
The Star Knights are the top priority of this trip.
However, Renault believes more in fate.
If you still can't see the person you meet after waiting for such a long time, it can only mean that this is fate.
Renault didn't want to challenge fate.
For decades, he had challenged fate again and again and won again and again. So much so that he once had the illusion that he could defeat everything.
However, on that day more than ten years ago, he lost completely.
Lost everything.
A second ago, Renault was looking at a leaf falling from the tree, and a thought flashed through his mind - maybe when the leaf fell to the ground, he should choose to leave.
Now is the time when the empire is in turmoil, and because of his identity and the situation the Renault family is facing at this moment, he must rush back to the imperial capital within a limited time limit. Otherwise, some things may go off the rails and move in a direction that is difficult for him to accept.
And a second later, Renault turned around and saw the young man passing by in the corridor.
Renault was certain that he had not seen this young man before.
Especially when he moved into the Grand Duke's Palace this time, because of his special status, Adolf issued a restraining order. Except for Adolf himself, Fano and Kahn, no one in the castle was allowed to go near the backyard building and garden.
Therefore, this young man will not be anyone in the castle, such as a guard, a servant, or a steward.
But here he is.
When he first saw this young man, Renault knew that he had met the person he was waiting for.
Although he has never met Leo, it is not difficult for Renault to obtain information about this heir to the Ferdinand family.
He has a thin figure, black hair, and a pair of beautiful blue eyes. Under the seemingly shy and delicate appearance, there is a hidden edge... If you add in the fact that he appeared in the heavily guarded Adolf Castle,
If the conditions are met, Renault feels that there is no other answer.
What's especially important is that when he saw this black-haired young man for the first time, Renault suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy.
So, Renault smiled slightly and waved to Roy.
"Come here, young man," Renault called.
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Destiny is like a silent spring rain that moistens everything.
You never know what she brought and what she changed when her long sleeves brushed silently.
Just like Roy at this moment.
When the old man in the garden extended the invitation, driven by that mysterious intimacy and strong curiosity, Roy walked over.
Then, he heard something he never expected in his dreams.
"Are you Leo?" Renault stretched out his hand and said with a smile, "I'm Theodore? Renault. Can I invite you to have a cup of tea with me?"
Roy held Renault's hand.
Although he tried his best to control himself, he could still clearly feel the stiffness of his body.
Theodore Reno.
No one knows what this name means to Roy.
There may be many people with the same name, but when he looked at the old man in front of him and held his hand, Roy was absolutely sure that the man in front of him was his mother Sara's father and his grandfather!
His nose and mouth are almost exactly like his mother!
Roy had imagined many scenes of meeting Renault, but he never thought that this moment, which had been played over and over in his mind countless times, would come in such a way.
He was completely unprepared for this.
"Captain of the Tomahawk Knights, General Renault?" Roy took a deep breath to make his heartbeat less intense and asked.
How could Renault, a strong man in the Sanctuary, not notice Roy's nervousness. However, he naturally regarded all of this as a normal reaction for a young man to see him.
After decades of running the empire, the name Renault represents the existence at the top of the empire's pyramid. When most young people see him, they are at a loss and stuttering. Among them, even family branches like Ans Ayer
Children.
Compared to them, the boy in front of him was already quite calm and majestic.
Renault nodded, let go of Roy's hand, and said with a smile, "It's me."
The answer is determined.
A complicated look flashed in Roy's eyes. He didn't know how to face this person.
On the one hand, he has an unbroken connection with his grandfather by blood. He should be the closest person in the world. But on the other hand, after the death of his mother Sara, Renault's various behaviors made people angry and disappointed.
At that time, because of a marriage contract, I don’t know how many people wanted to kill me. Whether it was the Holy See, Donald, the Lanrith family, or those who had some kind of involvement and interest in Solan’s political situation, they were not willing to see the crumbling royal family.
A strong support and a contender for the throne.
At that time, I was like a bloody piece of meat, thrown into a flock of vultures.
From the poisonous dragon's saliva to the leak of his whereabouts, from the pursuit all the way to the Frost River, there are countless swords and swords on the surface, but how many people are behind him secretly?
If you say that Donald didn't play a role in this, I'm afraid even a fool wouldn't believe it.
But even if his daughter died tragically and his grandson disappeared, Reno was still the same Reno. He still stood loyally by Donald's side, like a cold sculpture without emotion.
Compared with that kind of Renault and the friendly old man with a smile in front of him at the moment, the contrast is so strong.
Roy wanted to grab him by the collar and ask what his mother's status was in his mind. Was it for the benefit of the family that he could sacrifice everything, including his daughter?
However, Roy couldn't ask these words after all. He just asked calmly: "Do you know me?"
"Sit," Renault stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation. He sat down first and said with a smile, "Actually, the reason why I am here is to wait for you."
"Wait for me?" Roy was stunned.
Renault obviously didn't know his true identity. As soon as he met him, he called himself Leo, which meant that he was waiting for himself under the pseudonym Leo. However, as Leo, he
I have no interaction with him.
This loyal follower of Donald suddenly appeared in the castle of Archduke Adolf of the opposing camp, waiting for a stranger. What on earth was going on?
"Yes, waiting for you." Renault smiled, "Let's get straight to the point...Mr. Leo, I hope to cooperate with you and your knights."
"Oh?" Roy sat down on the chair. When he walked around the thorn-backed terrain dragon, he accidentally reached out his hand and wanted to pat its head.
"Don't..." Renault shouted.
This is no ordinary pet.
This thorn-backed terrain dragon is named [Razor]. It was accidentally obtained by Renault during a hunting trip more than ten years ago.
At that time, a pair of thorn-backed terrain dragons died in a battle with a powerful tenth-level monster, leaving behind a nest of cubs that had not yet opened their eyes in the lair.
Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for cubs with no ability to survive. Not only do they have no food, but they also face powerful enemies in the mountains and forests. Before they grow up, an ordinary second- and third-level magical beast can
Kill them.
This is indeed the case, most of the dozen or so cubs died.
But by chance, this one survived.
When Renault saw it, it was only about the size of a cat, biting the throat of a third-level violent bear, killing the beast that was dozens of times larger than it.
Renault, who had never liked pets, fell in love with him immediately.
He took it home and raised it himself.
With the special methods of dozens of animal trainers, [Razor] had already opened the spiritual seal when he was five years old. Coupled with feeding countless precious medicinal materials and food, although he has just become an adult, his combat power has far exceeded
Its kind.
And more importantly, with Renault's insistence, systematic domestication did not erase its wild nature. In addition to obeying Renault's words, it still maintained its ferocious nature. Let alone ordinary people, even the family's animal trainer
, even Scott and others couldn't get a step closer to it.
How can such a ferocious beast be touched by just anyone?
What's more, Leo reached out to touch its head without hesitation. That was a restricted area for any Warcraft!
Not to mention the existence of Razor, even a third-order and fourth-order monster can never let a stranger put his hand on a fatal wound that cannot be seen or controlled by him.
However, just as Renault was anxious to stop it, a shocking scene occurred.
Roy's hand gently fell on the head of the spiny-backed terrain dragon.
However, there was no roar, no anger, and no biting. The extremely ferocious [Razor] was like a docile kitten, letting the young man stroke its head. Not only that, it also bent its body slightly, with its head on the ground.
Rubbing her palms gently.
Even people who don’t understand Warcraft know that this kind of body language is completely close, joyful and...