Chapter 4225

At the moment of seeing Leno's name, Lancelot, if struck by lightning, stiffened for at least two minutes before he recovered.

He had always felt that there was something wrong with the lost holy land. It turned out that the wrong place was here.

It's on the name "leno"!

At that time, after the thunderstorm night 20 years ago, Lancelot was responsible for counting the dead, and collecting the past dead and making a booklet... However, the outside world did not know that the Prince did not hand over this work to any of his subordinates, but personally examined the bodies and registered their names.

In some ways, Lancelot is also a very conscientious person. He can't let anyone who hasn't died become a nominal "dead man", nor can he let any family member who causes trouble get away with it.

Of course, for those clansmen who lost their lives due to the riots, in Lancelot's view, it is due respect to register their names on the death list by themselves.

Therefore, few people know that Lancelot, who is extremely ambitious, is such a responsible person and a person who is very revered for life.

It is also because of awe that I live long. It is also because of awe that I am willing to lie dormant and endure for many years. If I don't do it, I will be furious.

Of course, this is not a complete compliment to Lancelot.

This is a careerist with complete temperament and ability. To this extent, Lancelot is more suitable to become the head of the Atlantis family than cassidilin.

It is precisely because he personally registered these names and compared them with the corpses one by one, so Lancelot was very sure that as long as it was his own name, there would be no mistake.

"Absolutely not wrong." Lancelot said firmly, "what is dead is dead, and it is impossible to revive."

His fingers brushed over Leno's name, and he couldn't help feeling numb on his scalp.

In fact, in Lancelot's view, it's understandable that he didn't think of Leno's name at the first time.

Although the other party was also an elder of the family at that time, with high status and seniority, after all, after 20 years, many memories faded, and too many people died at that time. Therefore, after listening to Sebastian Coe's story about his experience in the lost holy land, Lancelot felt wrong for the first time, but did not immediately think of any link that made him confused.

Now, everything is clear.

The link that made him confused was the "guardian of the Holy Land" and "leno"!

"If leno really died 20 years ago, who would be the 'leno' who appeared in the lost holy land?"

This problem can't be thought deeply, otherwise it will really make people feel cold in the back!

That's the holy land of the family! It is a treasure that has been inherited for hundreds of years!

If this person can appear there and pretend to be leno, he must know the golden family like the back of his hand!

So... How did you fake your appearance?

Lancelot knows that the answer to this question is very simple. It must be imitated by human skin masks. Now this thing is nothing new in the dark world. Some mask masters even make it extremely realistic. It is not difficult to confuse the fake with the real.

Lancelot was struggling to tell Sebastian Coe the news.

The impact on the law enforcement team leader will be extremely huge.

The latter is the most loyal believer and defender of the family. He believes that the "blood of inheritance" has raised his strength to such a high level. Of course, Sebastian Coe is not a pedantic person. If he is told the truth, he will take the initiative to screen and judge.

However, Lancelot felt that it seemed a little cruel to shake a man's faith at this time.

Staring at the register in his hand and the name written by himself, Lancelot's eyes showed incomparable dignity. He said to himself, "who are you? What do you want to do? What is the blood of inheritance?"

This is a family that has been inherited for thousands of years, and the unsolved mystery in it is simply unimaginable.

No one can give Lancelot the answer.

It was late at night, and he was indeed tired, but the chill on his body remained for a long time, and his arms were still goose bumps.

It seems to be colder than ever this late night.

After thinking for a while, Lancelot picked up the phone and said, "ask me about the whereabouts of Katherine."

I don't know whether he wants to leave the mess here to his nephew or to have a good talk with him about the future of Atlantis.

"I seem to be wrong."

Lancelot wanted to go back to his bedroom, but he passed by his daughter's room.

Mirabelle has not lived here for a long time.

Lanslotz spent half his life cultivating the "flower of thorns", which has been far away from him.

He is a person who never admits his mistakes and never thinks he has done wrong, but this time, Lancelot did not deny his problems.

In fact, it's not too late to realize.

No matter how old you are, it's worth it as long as you can face up to your mistakes.

Open Mirabelle's room and have a look. Everything is still the same. Lancelot seems to have many pictures in front of his eyes. Then he shook his head, exited the room and gently closed the door.

In the past, he thought that loneliness was a vast source of soul, but at this time, he found that it really didn't mean much to die alone.

The family has been devastated, and his lifelong pursuit has no meaning.

However, at this time, the gate outside was pushed open.

Then footsteps came.

Lancelot was about to open the door of his room. His hand suddenly froze, and then his expression eased.

He is really familiar with the sound of footsteps, and at the moment, he hopes that the sound of footsteps will ring.

When Lancelot judged that this step was not his illusion, his heart suddenly lightened.

Then, a girl wearing black tight leather clothes and leather pants appeared in his eyes.

The girl was standing at the door, and even though she was dusty, she still couldn't hide her delicate face.

It's Mirabelle.

"Dad, I'm back." She said.

At the moment, Mirabelle's eyes are shining like autumn water.

"Just come back." The scene just imagined suddenly became a reality. Lancelot felt a little trance and didn't know what to say for a moment.

He is not good at expressing emotions, and even this aspect belongs to a completely unfamiliar field for him.

So, even if the mood in his heart was both surprised and happy, Lancelot didn't say anything more, but as usual: "there has been some trouble in the family recently, let's have a rest early."

Mirabelle looked at her father and untied her golden ponytail. Her long hair, which was like a waterfall, immediately spread out, and looked very beautiful in the night.

"I heard about it, so I came back to see if I could help you." Mirabelle said, "I'll leave if I see you're all right."

Although she said so, the act of untying her hair just now is completely the action that her daughter will do when she comes home.

With that, Mirabelle turned and walked out.

Lanslotz was a little flustered when he heard this. He almost immediately said, "stop!"

"Stop..." Mirabelle was unable to roast: "this seems to be a word to the enemy, Dad."

Lancelot is not good at expressing emotions, but he knows that if he doesn't speak today, he may regret it for a lifetime.

Mirabelle had given him a step down, and even if Lancelot had better face, he would have to go down the slope now.

This life is so short, so don't leave any regrets.

"Now that you're back, don't go." Lancelot said.

Mirabelle stood still, still smiling at her father.

After hearing the news of such a big trouble in the family, Mirabelle came all the way from South America. Since she chose to come back, she also didn't plan to leave.

However, what this daughter wants is an attitude of her father.

After so many years of nurturing, Mirabelle thought she would always repay her. However, as long as her father spoke a word, she would stay firmly.

In her daughter's gaze, Lancelot gently sighed, "daughter, for so many years... It's my fault."

I was wrong.

As soon as she said this, Mirabelle's eyes suddenly turned red, and two lines of clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

She knew that her father was so proud of himself that she was willing to bow her head and admit her mistake at this time. In fact... It was really difficult.

This was almost impossible in the past.

Mirabelle had imagined the scene of her father apologizing to herself countless times, but she never thought that at this moment, hearing her father say "it's my fault", she was full of heartache.

Some things, until the moment it really happens, you never know what kind of mood you will be.

People are like this. They have been competing with themselves and the world for the first half of their lives, but one day, you will reconcile with yourself and the world.

"Dad, I'll have a rest."

Mirabelle shouted, then wiped her tears and pulled the box into the room.

Close the door, she leaned against the wall, silent tears.

After so many years of being forced to cultivate, Mirabelle is also not very good at expressing her feelings. Her tears are just flowing down her face, which is rarely seen by her father.

At this time, Lancelot's voice sounded outside the door: "just come back. Tomorrow, go and see gosling."

With that, he went back to his room.

Perhaps, after today's incident, Lancelot will find that it is not so difficult to "apologize".

In this rugged and difficult world, there are too many things that are much more difficult and cruel than "apology".

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When Su Rui woke up, the moon was hanging in the night sky.

Gosling is still asleep.

Since the light was not turned off in the room, Su Rui easily found that the scar on the latter's face had completely fallen off, and the color of the new skin was gradually approaching the previous skin color.

Incredible recovery speed!

At this time, Gosling's finger moved.