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    As long as Osved can remember, he has almost never dreamed of his parents, and only a few times has he heard the words "Master Pach" and "Mrs." in the mouth of a servant.

    In the final analysis, the reason is that Pach's so-called parents are really poor. To be more caustic, they were more like inmates than parents, except for an old manor, an old housekeeper, and a few servants with eyes above their heads, they didn't give Osved anything a normal parent would give. , such as being close and caring, soothing and teaching.

    Don't talk about that, not even sticks and scolding.

    He could still remember what Mr. Pach looked like when he thought about it carefully. After all, during some festivals, Pach would occasionally think of a son in the old manor and bring someone over to take a look. However, although in name he came to see his son, in reality he was just asking Ian, the housekeeper, about the situation, but he couldn't say anything to Osved.

    As for Mrs. Pach, Osved couldn't even recall what she looked like. After all, Mrs. Pach had been ill and bedridden for so many years. His contact with her was pitiful, the number of times he could count on one hand, and the longest one was her funeral.

    But even so, Osved didn't have any hatred for them. After all, hatred also had to have deep feelings as a premise, and he didn't have such a premise. It's just that when he was a child, he occasionally couldn't figure out why the Pach couple had such an attitude towards him. Compared with the other children of Pach, he does not have multiple heads and only one eye. Why is he the only one who is treated differently?

    Children do not know how to analyze love and hate, and it is difficult to distinguish the subtle differences between emotions. But he could tell by instinct that at least the Pachs didn't treat him like they were their son.

    If you are treating your son, whether you like it or hate it, you will express it more confidently. And not like Pach, always with a sense of hesitation and repetition.

    Later, when Emperor Nuoer sent someone to take him into the Ugin Hanging Palace, he didn't understand what the attitude of the Pach couple was towards him - it was the attitude towards a hot potato, and he didn't dare to throw it too far. Don't dare to take it too close, it's just normal human nature.

    At first, when he heard someone from the royal family say that he was the son of Emperor Nuoer, his first reaction was: whether it was the person who was sent or Emperor Nuoer himself, they were all crazy!

    In his perception, Emperor Nuoer is not someone worthy of liking and admiration. There are many rumors about the emperor. Even though he lives in the old manor all the year round and is almost isolated from the world, Osved has heard a few sporadic things from the servants of the broken mouth.

    The emperor was a libertine when he was young, with too much energy, and a scum who changed women like changing clothes. Of course, the emperor never admitted that he was a scumbag, and always emphasized that he was deeply in love with every woman in office.

    It's just that his river of love has always been the size of a ditch, and it will come to an end after three flutters and two flutters. When he jumped into the next ditch of love, when he mentioned the previous paragraph, he would always say: At that time, he was too young to understand his feelings.

    He has been "young" for more than 30 years, and finally he is too lazy to talk about the banner of love. After middle age, he is even more promiscuous than before.

    I don't know if it was because God opened his eyes or what. When he finally got tired of playing and started thinking about the next generation, he suddenly realized that there were not many children left by his side. Tragically, the children left behind died early, leaving only one daughter in the end.

    It's a pity that the emperor has an almost crazy paranoia about his son, thinking that the only remaining daughter is not enough to inherit the entire Golden Lion Country. As a result, Emperor Nuoer, who was over fifty years old, started his wandering career again, working hard for several years but achieving nothing.

    He finally began to accept his fate, thinking about the sins he made when he was young, trying to find a few more sons.

    After thinking about it, only one came to mind—the Osved whom he let the Pach family take care of back then.

    Osved had no fondness for the emperor who claimed to be his father, nor did he yearn for a place of power and status like the Ugin Hanging Palace.

    To be precise, it was actually his worst two years—first, he learned that Kevin Fassbender, the commander-in-chief of the Bronze Army, had died on the battlefield, and he would never have the chance to see each other again. Then the Pach family was wiped out, and the old manor where he had lived for many years was destroyed. If he hadn't brought Ian to the palace, then all the people involved with his childhood and teenage memories would really be gone.

    It was as if all his past had been wiped out.

    Under such circumstances, Osved's relationship with Emperor Noel would be a ghost. At that time, Osved was only ten years old. He devoted himself to pissing off the emperor every day, and at night he tried every means to get out of the Ugin Hanging Palace.

    After Emperor Nuoer discovered his intention, he almost turned the place where he lived into a prison and was guarded layer by layer.

    During those days, Osved was self-taught and mastered all kinds of skills in picking locks and opening doors, making the plank road dark and dark, and the height of the road is one foot high.

    Unfortunately, the palace is a palace after all.

    At that time, Osved was unwilling to talk to almost anyone except for the occasional conversation with the old housekeeper Ian beside him. He saw that everything in Ugin Hanging Palace was not pleasing to the eye, except for his half-sister, Sara, the only daughter of Emperor Noel.

    Sara is almost the only person in the palace who has no scheming and grudges, and only cares about him.

    There was probably a father like that, so Osved couldn't show her disgust because of the resonance in some ways. This only sister is nearly ten years older than him, and sometimes takes care of him even more carefully than the elders. She is the gentlest one among the people he has been in contact with since childhood.

    Because of Sarah, for the first time, he had a vague idea of ​​what family caring and closeness really looked like.

    When Osved first came to Ugin Hanging Palace, Emperor Noel only said that he was his father, and didn't even tell his mother who or what kind of person she was. Of course, Osved suspected that the Emperor himself might not even remember.

    Later, it was Sarah who secretly helped him inquire with the old man in the palace, and only came out with a result.

    "I heard that her name is Bai Hill. She is a tall and beautiful woman! She has beautiful transparent eyes, just like you." When Sarah told him, she mysteriously took out a roll of parchment: "I I sneaked around in St. Antis and found a folk painter to paint a picture for you. Uh—it’s just based on the description, maybe it’s not so similar.”

    That was the first time Osved had heard about his mother, and the first time he had seen what his mother might have been like.

    The woman in the painting smiled softly, and her eyebrows and eyes were indeed somewhat similar to him. Probably because of this, he felt a sense of familiarity, as if he still had a little memory of her.

    After that, he would occasionally dream of Sarah handing him the parchment scroll several times, and he had never been able to form any three-dimensional impression of the beauty named White Hill.

    Therefore, when he saw a tall and beautiful woman in the drowsy dreamland of cold and heat, he almost didn't even realize who it was.

    The woman in the dream was as described by Sarah, with almost transparent eyes, very clear. Her hair was long and thick, a very different color from Osved's, a very pale platinum blond. Her smile is not as gentle as the picture scroll, but has a sense of freshness and brightness of a girl, and it seems that she will be able to make some jokes in the next second.

    "He's too small, and it's fun to pinch his fingers." Osved saw her leaning over to look at him, and smiled and rubbed his face: "Why is he so dumb that he can't even cry? I think Make him cry."

    Osved: ​​"..."

    He actually wanted to open his mouth to speak, but found that his mouth seemed to be sewn up, and no sound could come out.

    Everything in the dream seems to be separated by a layer of fog, and everyone's faces and voices are not clear. He vaguely heard the voice of a middle-aged woman scolding angrily: "Bai, you don't always pinch him, you're messy, be careful."

    The woman's voice got closer and closer, and when the voice fell, Osved saw a gentle and kind middle-aged woman also appearing above him. She looked much shorter than Bai, and her smile was somewhat similar.

    "Dad, aren't you coming to see him? He's laughing." Bai shouted back with a smile.

    "Will you laugh?" A deep voice came from far to near, and then, a figure much taller than ordinary people appeared in front of Osved. The middle-aged man's shoulders were so broad that he could almost wrap his daughter and his wife in his arms. As soon as he came over, he frowned and said, "Why didn't you put a blanket on him, it's almost winter, and he's caught a cold. get sick."

    Osved stared at them blankly, and the next second he was covered by a warm blanket, but he didn't know if the blanket was too small, the warm feeling only stayed on half of his arms.

    He was so cold that he couldn't help but try to reach out and grab a couple of hands, stubbornly pulling the warm blanket into his arms, hugging him tightly, trying to make himself warmer...

    "Hey—wake up! Hiss—my ribs!"

    Osved was awakened by the wriggling of the blanket in his arms, and vaguely heard a few complaints close to his ears. The voice was very familiar, not like any of the ones he had seen in his dreams, but like-

    Kevin Fassbender!

    The emperor opened his eyes suddenly, and his breath stopped in shock at Kevin's face so close.

    "...Finally awake?" Kevin sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "I know you're cold, but don't hold it so tight, can you? I'm about to break my ribs, don't you know your hands are scary? His Majesty?"

    His whole body was held tightly in Osved's arms, and the arms around the old waist almost crushed his bones, which was unbearable.

    The young emperor didn't know if he was stunned by the reality, or he had not completely escaped from the dream. He seemed to have not understood Kevin's words. strength.

    Kevin let out a long sigh, thinking that he was finally able to catch his breath, but as soon as the exclamation ended, he felt Osved tighten his arms again, his cold nose and cheeks suddenly pressed against Kevin's shoulders. Inside, rubbed against Kevin's warm neck.

    Kevin: "..."

    These two strokes made the hair on his back stand up, and goosebumps scrambled up his neck like mushrooms after rain, almost spreading to the top of his head.

    "You... do you want to warm your face?" Kevin asked stiffly.

    Osved leaned against his neck and made a low "um", making Kevin even more stiff, and then he lifted his head and said, "It's almost too cold to speak, let the warmth of your neck slow it down. ."

    Kevin: "..."

    He sat back to the side without embarrassment, straightened his clothes, and then asked as if he suddenly remembered something, "Why was your dream talk just now in animal language? What did you dream about?"

    Osved frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly said hesitantly: "I don't know if this is just a dream I imagined, or if it really happened... I dreamed of my mother, and her My parents, and I should have been very young at that time, not even able to speak.”

    He remembered the particularly tall middle-aged man in the dream, and hesitantly said: "In the dream, my grandfather was... a giant orc?"

    "What?!" Kevin was stunned, the ambiguity just now was instantly forgotten, "Giant orc?"

    If it is a giant orc... if there is a giant orc bloodline...

    Kevin suddenly remembered what Ben said before - it's the end of June, and it's Betan Day. During this week, all gigantic orcs will be forced back into animal form. What about mixed blood?

    He seemed to understand how Osved's body was reacting now, "You used to—what were you looking at?"

    Kevin was about to ask him if he had ever had such an experience before, when he found that Osved was staring at the fingers of his left hand, not knowing what to do.

    "Here—" Osved moved his ring finger, and said with an indescribable expression: "Why is there a small clump of white hair all of a sudden."

    Kevin, who was interrupted, didn't even look at it, and said casually, "Who knows, it must be moldy."

    Osved: ​​"..." Who's going to fork this bastard out? !

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