Chapter 900: G.o.ds descent (7)_1

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[ you dont need to look for me, because ] Mother went to a very far place, a place that you will never be able to reach. [ Cyril will take care of you in the future. Good child, grow up well, and you will be happy for the rest of your life. ]

At that time, the little girl clorya held the letter in her hand, and tears gradually flowed out of her beautiful Obsidian-like eyes.

His mother Did he not want her anymore?

Finally

Little clorya cried as she went to find her father, the Empires n.o.ble Duke of White Rose, and explained the situation in between sobs.

He looked at the little girl in front of him. Her black hair and black eyes were obviously inherited from her mother

The Duke of White Rose frowned.

With a wave of his hand, he symbolically sent a few people to find an mi. After a few days of hasty search, the news of the sudden death of an mi, the Dukes concubine, spread.

The n.o.ble Duke also married a new lady, a n.o.ble lady who was of equal social status as the Duke of White Rose. The wedding was magnificent and Grand.

At that time, the little girls heart had darkened.

She looked on coldly at the lively scene.

He turned around and left.

Her mother had abandoned her, her father did not care about her, and she had no friends

When she was young, she had wanted to play with the children from other families, but she had been rejected.

The reason was that she had a head of ominous black hair.

An mi usually lived alone. In the Empire, the Duke of White Rose was second only to one person and above tens of thousands of people. She had almost supreme power. As such, even though she was his least favored daughter, she had never been treated harshly.

She even had her own residence.

In the Dukes mansion, there was a small villa on the second floor. It was exquisite and ancient.

Cyril had been a Butler since she was young, taking care of her daily life and even taking on the role of a bodyguard.

As for why an extremely beautiful Butler would suddenly appear by her side, that was not within the Dukes consideration.

Because he didnt care about his daughter at all.

when shes an adult, shell be married to another n.o.ble. Thats what the Duke of White Rose thought.

From the age of seven to seventeen.

Silaire had taken care of clorya for ten years, playing the role of a perfect Butler, never overstepping his boundaries.

He had never even had a moment of physical contact with her.

The mans slender fingers were always wearing clean and white gloves, cold and ascetic, and indifferent like a n.o.ble.

In her impression

This man named cylaire was an extremely powerful magician. She had once seen him take care of countless magicians who had targeted her with a flip of his hand.

He was strong, elegant, and had the beauty of a n.o.ble. He was also gentle and considerate to her.

All of this should have been extremely attractive to a girl who had lacked love since she was young.

But she did not dare to. She did not dare to have any thoughts about this man.

To be precise, while she relied on silaire, she was also deeply afraid of him.

For the past ten years, Cyrils appearance had not changed at all. He was just as beautiful as when she first saw him.

At one point, she had suspected that Cyril was a monster.

After all, in this era, no one could understand what robots were.

This time, when Fu min first transmigrated here, the two drunkards he met in the alley were ordered to harm the original body.