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Chapter 268 Ozler's Journey 3

"Her Highness Catherine."

As Catherine was walking along the wooden arcade connecting the two stone buildings, she heard Leila's voice downstairs.

She followed the sound downstairs and saw Leila standing in the wooden corridor, wearing protective gear and waving at her.

"Have you visited the Taylor Knights to offer your condolences?" Catherine guessed when she saw her outfit.

Leila said nothing, but couldn't help but give her a naughty smile, her red hair looking like a dazzling gem in the sun.

Catherine was infected by her smile and was about to smile back when she suddenly felt her waist tighten and her feet go empty. She felt herself instantly lifted into the air and thrown upwards.

Catherine was startled by this sudden change and almost screamed, but the moment she fell, she had guessed who was behind her and shouted angrily -

"Claire! I'm not a child anymore!"

As she was frantically trying to hold down the flying black hem of her skirt, a hearty laugh accompanied by vibration came from behind her.

"Really? Why do I feel like my temper is the same as when I was a kid?"

Catherine turned her head and glared at the man behind her. He was tall and strong, with facial features like the most perfect marble sculpture, bright and deep. At this moment, he was looking at the angry girl in front of him with annoyance.

That was Claire Bishop, the eldest son of William Bishop. Over the years, he had been stationed on the front line in Ozler with his mother.

"How did you end up here, on the East Coast—"

"Oh, how sad! I rushed back as soon as I heard the news." Catherine was not as happy about his sudden appearance as Claire imagined. Instead, she frowned and asked questions immediately. This made Claire cover her heart with a smile, pretending to be hurt.

Seeing that Catherine would not give up until she got the answer, he explained, "This season is their breeding season, and they hardly come ashore. That's why everyone has the opportunity to take turns to harvest food. I didn't have to take this job originally, but because I knew my dear sister was back, she was so mean to me!"

His silver hair was not long like Canyon and Catherine's, but was cut very short, making him look particularly neat and dashing. At this moment, facing his sister, he smiled happily.

This made Catherine unable to hold back. The anger on her face gradually faded away. She turned her head and looked at Leila, "You even played a prank with him."

"Her Highness Claire's swordsmanship is superb!" Leila's eyes were full of stars, and she looked at her new friend with admiration.

"Haha, it's just the test of time. Those who are not skilled in this environment for a long time will die." Claire said casually, but Catherine's face showed a hint of heartache.

"Your swordsmanship is also admirable, Miss Leila. I believe that you will grow faster in Ozler in the future and become Catherine's best knight!" Claire patted the petite girl in front of him and encouraged her. While waiting for Catherine, he had already practiced several moves with the heir of the Taylor family and was very satisfied with her.

"I heard from my father that you will stay longer this time. That's great. Our family is finally reunited." Claire's face showed some emotion, and then she asked, "Where is that kid Canien? He didn't run out to play, did he? Ozler is not Highgarden. Although it is relatively safe now, it is still--"

"Don't worry about him." Catherine rolled her eyes and interrupted her brother. "He is so afraid of death that he won't leave the base. He must have known you were coming and was afraid that you would drag him to the training ground, so he hid."

"Tsk, that kid is really..." Claire was a little helpless with her younger brother. He couldn't bear any hardship. He would faint in front of her as soon as she asked him to pick up the sword and practice some basic skills.

Once, he couldn't stand the boy's sneaky behavior anymore, so he kicked him hard from behind. The guy pretended to be sick and stayed in bed for a month, refusing to get out of bed. He thought he had crippled his brother, and he would slap himself twice every night when he woke up. But when the messenger from Highgarden came to pick him up, the guy got up from the bed and ran away with someone else.

"I'll go look for him—" Claire gripped the sword at her waist and stepped out of the archway, but suddenly felt a chill on her face.

"Ah, it's raining!" Leila stretched out her hand toward the porch, feeling the coolness brought by the raindrops.

"Oh no, I have to go to the drying yard to help!"

Claire no longer had time to look for that asshole brother. Now was the harvest season, and the harvested grains needed to be dried in the sun before they could be stored. At this time of year, the most feared thing was rainy days. If the grains were not harvested in time, they would quickly sprout, take root, and then become moldy, and all the efforts of everyone in the past six months would be in vain.

"You are not allowed to go. Be careful not to get sick from the rain." Claire only had time to tell her sister this before she ran towards the drying yard of the base.

"Princess Claire is so full of energy..." Leila exclaimed.

Catherine looked at the tall figure who was hurriedly leaving, her eyes welling up with heat, which she quickly blinked back.

-Mom, brother, wait a little longer, hold on a little longer, one day, she won’t have to cower and crawl forward anymore, she will become that golden tree, their help and support.

Leila glanced at Catherine, who was silent, and felt her emotions rising and falling. "Your Highness?"

"I'm fine..." Catherine forced a laugh, "Since he said so, let's just be lazy."

Leila nodded obediently, and then couldn't help whispering, "I really envy your family. The Duke and his wife have a deep relationship, and the relationship between you and your siblings is also touching."

She couldn't help feeling a little lost when she thought of her parents who were now separated from her.

Catherine looked at the little girl beside her and couldn't help but sigh - even though she had practiced hard since she was a child and ran towards her ideal without hesitation with a huge sword on her back, she was still a child...

"...Rain always affects people's mood, doesn't it?" Every family has its own problems. Language is barren and powerless in the face of these complex and tortuous relationships. Catherine embraced the little knight beside her, without comforting her too much, but just stood quietly under the archway with her, admiring the rain scene.

"Deng deng deng-"

While they were hiding in the corridor, the sound of footsteps could be heard in the archway above their heads.

"Cynthia, wait, Cynthia! Please wait for me!" William hurriedly called out to his wife who was hurrying on the road ahead.

"You should have woken me up, it's raining!" Cynthia said in an annoyed voice.

"I know, but you are too tired. You finally get a chance to take a nap. Let them do the work—"

"them?"

Under the archway, Catherine, hiding in the rain curtain, clearly heard her mother's cold laughter.

"Do they owe us anything? What qualifications do you have to treat them as your subordinates?!"

“Cynthia…” William called her softly helplessly, “What happened to you these days?”

They clearly haven't had an argument for a long time. What did he do wrong recently to make his wife dislike him so much?