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Chapter 7 Family Conflict
Chapter 7 Family conflict

The windows in the main hall of Lizel Manor are bright and clean. In the night when no one is there, the moonlight will silently spread a layer of silver sand on the precious carpet.

But this kind of opportunity is rare, because its hostess prefers to hang the magic night pearls bought at a high price all over the wall until dawn.

The same is true today.

Hai Lan once again invited her friends to a party in the luxurious manor.

Or gather in twos and threes at the long table and want to eat delicious food, or listen to the melodious waltz dancing on the dance floor, exuding a luxurious atmosphere under the close skin-to-skin kiss.

Under no special circumstances, this kind of gathering will continue until the east rises, but today an accident obviously happened.

The light of the magic night pearl is still gentle, and the sound of elegant music is slowly flowing in the ears of every guest, but their attention is not on these incomprehensible sounds at all.

"Guests, today's party is over."

They looked at Home in shock, unable to believe that the words came from him.

Everyone knew what kind of person Holm was.

Cowardly, incompetent, with a hat higher than the attic of Lizel Manor, he won a noble title only by relying on his father's death.

Other than that, nothing.

But at this time, Home's eyes were solemn, and his whole body exuded an unshakable determination.

"Holm! What are you talking about?"

With a sharp voice, Hailan's anger filled every inch of her wrinkles covered by cosmetics.

She shook off the hand of the man who was dancing with her around her waist, stepped on her high heels, and walked towards Home.

"Are you going to drive my friends away?!"

"Hai Lan. I didn't mean that." Holm's aura instantly disappeared, and he subconsciously wanted to take a few steps back, but when he remembered something, he straightened his back vigorously, with a gentle light in his eyes, "Hai Lan Lan, I told you that I want to welcome a guest tonight, a very important guest. They can guide our future, and they can bring Iris a bright future!"

"Oh? Then should I say I'm sorry?" Hai Lan stood in front of Home, obviously much shorter than Home, but it seemed that she was the one who looked down on him.

"No need"

"The person who came is the emperor?"

"No."

"Is it the head of the Knights?"

"It's not Hailan, how could such a person come to our house."

"Of course I know!"

Hailan rudely interrupted Homme's obedient explanation: "I tell you, even if the emperor comes, he can't drive away my friends from my house!"

Some people in the crowd were laughing, piecemeal, which made Home feel more and more burning eyes on him.

He shouted: "This is my home too! I have the right to receive my guests too!"

"Oh?" Hailan's face suddenly calmed down, and then raised the corners of his lips, "Your home? Tell me, you bought one thing in this home? Or, this house, under your feet? Is your land your property?"

Holm was about to speak, but suddenly he couldn't think of words to reply.

The objects here, the servants, and even the land under their feet are Hailan's dowry.

In theory, it does belong to her.

Indeed, only you are an outsider.

Home looked at all kinds of people around him, and the flame in his heart suddenly went out.

"You can move out tomorrow." Hailan's voice is no longer hysterical, but her tone is extremely strong, "It doesn't matter if you go to build a house in the mountains, or go back to your field, anyway, this is not your home, not yours place to stay."

"Don't be like this, Hailan." The man who danced with Hailan just now suddenly appeared behind her, patted her on the shoulder, and said softly, "Mr. Personnel matters are very important to Iris. At this time, as a wife, you should support your husband and daughter."

He turned around, clapped his hands, and focused everyone's attention on himself: "Everyone, today's banquet is over, I am very sorry, next time I will hold a more perfect banquet, I promise, with the Kawhi family in the name of!"

"Navier." Hailan interrupted him.

This was her surname before she got married.

"Okay, Kawhi, and Neville." Mr. Kawhi smiled and continued to shout, "Now, everyone can go home and have a hot bath, forget about the troubles of the day, and lie on the velvet bed. Have a good dream in bed!"

The onlookers responded with a smile, obeyed his words, and left Levi Manor following the guidance of the servants.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Hai Lan held Ka Huai's hand with both hands, stared at his relatively superior facial features, and said gently, "If it wasn't for you, I would have been laughed to death by them."

She turned her head back suddenly and yelled at Home: "Apologize to Mr. Kawhi soon! Do you know how much trouble you have caused me!"

Home pursed his lips, and stared straight at my wife and outsiders with angry eyes.

If he could, he wanted to smash the man's face with one punch, but he knew he couldn't do it, or rather, he didn't believe he could do it.

"Calm down, Hailan." Kahuai still had that gentle smile on his face, "Don't be so angry because of these trivial things."

"Ah!" Hailan touched her face in a panic, the wrinkled fingertips were so obvious.

She is not young anymore, and the wrinkles at the corners of her eyebrows have become more and more clear, which can only be covered up by the makeup that needs hours of finishing.

"How could I show such an ugly side in front of you." Hailan's voice unexpectedly sobbed a little more.

It was a weakness Holm had never seen before.

"It's okay, you go back to your room to touch up your makeup first." Kawhi said with a meaningful smile, "Our time is still long."

"Yeah." Hailan bowed her head and hummed, if it wasn't for the fact that the foundation was too thick, she might have seen a scary blush on her face.

Then, she turned and walked up the escalator to her room on the second floor without looking at Home the whole time.

It seems that this person does not exist at all.

"Okay, Mr. Lieser, don't look at me like that." Kawhi found a seat and sat down, picked up a cup of black tea, and motioned for Holm to sit on the seat opposite him, "Sit down and rest for a while .”

Holm gave him a cold look, but didn't make any moves.

Kawhi didn't care too much, and just smiled lightly: "It's the first time I've seen Mr. Lieser like this. He no longer hides in the study, but chooses to resist. It seems that this guest about Iris is really important Woolen cloth."

Kawhi's voice accentuated slightly when he said Iris' name.

"Of course!" Holm was really touched, and his voice became a little excited, "With their guidance, Iris will definitely make great achievements in the Blossom Knights, and Iris's future life will be smooth sailing! "

Kawhi was surprised by Home's fanaticism, but also found it a little funny.

He stood up and bowed slowly to Home: "Then I will thank you instead of Iris."

"Iris doesn't need to thank me, and for the first time in his life, Home was furious, "how can you thank me for my daughter!!"

"Your daughter?" Kawhi laughed. "Sorry, not soon."

"Originally, Hai Lan planned to divorce you and end this bad relationship. All the property, including the custody of Iris, will also be taken over by her. After all, he is the future star of the Knights. How can he be divorced because of his family background?" Contaminated with filth. Your behavior just now will probably make Hailan accelerate her thoughts. Let me do the math, you can still be Iris' father for a few days."

Kahuai suddenly felt dazed, raised his hand and snapped his fingers: "One day!"

"asshole!!"

Holm's anger was finally ignited, and his reason was burned as fuel.

He picked up the precious candlestick beside him, and rushed towards Kawhi like a knight charging on the battlefield, trying to send this beast who destroyed his family to the hell he deserved.

But it is a pity that although Kawhi's family also only has the title of Viscount, it has been passed down for several generations and is a genuine nobleman.

The elite education of the nobles usually requires a series of physical training such as swordsmanship.

Although Kawhi's fighting skills are not outstanding, he is young and strong, and it is more than enough to teach a middle-aged man who has not exercised for more than ten years.

He lightly avoided Holm's reckless charge, then gracefully clamped his wrists, stretched out his feet, and put him down on the ground like a cat playing with a mouse.

The process was smooth and uneventful, and the black tea in his hand did not even have any ripples.

"It's so ugly, Mr. Liesel." Kawhi squatted down, looked at Holm's distorted face from the pain, and said softly, "Accept the reality, I will take good care of Iris and help her step by step in the Knights Order." Stepping up the ladder of chasing the stars, isn't that what you want to do but can't do?"

Holm opened his eyes in pain: "Why are you doing this?"

"Of course it's for myself!" Kawhi said as a matter of course, "If it wasn't because Iris is the future star of the Knights, why would I approach that woman who is already old and fading?"

"The viscount is not a hereditary title, and my family has also declined. There is no way to guarantee that the crown of nobility will fall on my head. I have to find a way. And Iris is highly valued in the Knights. If you can get along with her With a little relationship, even a field pig can eat royal feed."

"I don't know that you, a father, don't know about Iris's achievements in the Knights. It seems that I don't know." Kawhi smiled again seeing Holm's wide eyes, "What a good father, Mr. Lieser, let me tell you."

"There are a total of 170 people in the reserve of the Knights, and Iris's mastery of knight skills and the results of cultural courses are all No.1, and she has always been No.1! Not only that, according to the scoring standards of the Knights, all her subjects , are all full marks! So far, she is the only one who has achieved such a result since the establishment of the reserve assessment system in the Knights Order."

"So do you know what kind of gifted daughter you have, Mr. Liesel?" Kawhi said, and suddenly slapped Home on the face, "But she hasn't been selected into the Knights yet, you Do you know why? It’s because of you!!”

"What?" Holm said in disbelief.

He had always believed that his daughter was excellent, but he had never heard of her achieving this level of achievement.

Kahuai continued: "For your reputation, she guards her tightly. Whenever she hears any bad news about you, she rushes forward with a knight sword in her hand, without any hesitation, resulting in frequent punishments. Cannot be corrected."

"—but you don't seem to care about her efforts."

"So, give Iris to me, and I will make her the most dazzling iris of the Knights—with the name of the Kawhi family."

"Don't think about it!"

Home, who had been silently continuing his strength, suddenly exploded, took advantage of Kawhi's distraction and pushed him to the ground, then picked up the candlestick that fell aside, and slammed it down on his head.

Kahuai didn't seem to expect that the old man could resist, and the result of his carelessness was bloody.

At this moment, he didn't care about any elegance anymore, his heart was filled with hostility, and he was entangled with Home dizzily.

The two were tearing at each other, using both fists and kicks, and no matter what they could pick up, they would throw them at each other.

- including sharps.

"Pfft-"

The scarlet hot blood made Kawhi a little bit blindfolded, but no matter how confused his head was, he could still feel what he had done.

Half of the silver table knife penetrated into Home's left rib, and the fresh blood produced by the heart no longer circulated through the arteries throughout the body, but slowly soaked Kahuai's luxurious sleeves through the table knife.

"I killed someone"

Kawhi avoided Holm's glaring wide eyes, and tremblingly held up his blood-stained hands.

"I have to throw him out before Hailan comes back. The servants are going to see off the guests. I have time, as long as I don't get noticed."

That's too late.

"Bang-"

The exquisite wooden door with heavy patterns was pushed open, and the pale moonlight was reflected on the girl's face. Kahuai could clearly see that the expression on her beautiful cheek gradually changed from doubt to panic, and then turned into monstrous anger.

"Father!!"

"I kill you!!"

Iris didn't know what happened, but she didn't need to know too clearly.

The result is already in front of us.

His father had a knife stuck in his side, and the man next to him had blood on his hands.

Who is the murderer, at a glance.

Iris picked up a chair and walked around, as if flowers bloomed between her steps.

【Knight Sword Skill · Variable Speed ​​Slash】

Although the weapon in the girl's hand is not a knight's sword, she has long been able to use any object that can be held in her hand as a weapon in countless duels among the knights, and the sword skills she has honed for a long time are even more at ease.

Kawhi was just an ordinary person, facing a slash that could cut him into eighteen pieces, he had no room to react at all, and he couldn't even observe Iris' movements.

"Crack-"

Kawhi's left arm, which he wanted to raise to block, was instantly broken, and the pain that hit his soul made him unable to help but let out a cry of pain, but he opened his mouth, and the oncoming black boots were directly reflected on his face.

The bridge of the nose is broken, the lips are split like spider webs, the eyeballs are bloodshot, and they seem to be about to explode, and it is almost impossible to see any complete facial features on the whole face.

Iris didn't look at Kawhi's tragic situation, but hurriedly threw the chair away, and caressed her father's rough face with trembling hands carefully.

Cold and lifeless.

Only a pair of eyes full of anger seemed to have some spirit, and they refused to close for a long time.

(End of this chapter)