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Chapter 267 Ozler's Journey 2

"Why?" Kanyon sneered, "Because of you!"

Catherine was stunned, not understanding what Canion meant.

"They've been quarreling all the time since you were born." Kanyon smiled maliciously, his tone full of malice. "It's all your fault, dear sister."

The next second, the carriage door was opened, and Master Canyon, who only cared about food and not punishment, flew out of the carriage and hung on the side of the carriage.

"Catherine!!!" Kanien, facing the gazes of the black-armored knights, no longer cared about his gentlemanly manners and cursed his sister in the car. "You *&＃*..."

Duke William turned around and looked back when he heard the noise. "Don't mind them. Haha, it's always like this between brothers and sisters. There's no way they don't quarrel or fight. They'll have a better relationship when they grow up!"

Upon hearing this, Leila nodded in agreement and felt that the Duke was right!

Neither the Duke nor the Princess said anything, and no one dared to step forward to help Canion up, leaving him to face the dust raised by the horses' hooves. Catherine ignored the angry curses outside the car, holding her chin to her hand and looking at the blue sky outside the window.

She only had to listen to half of what the idiot said. She didn't believe that her parents' relationship was not harmonious because of her. She was just unlucky and was born in the turmoil of the East Coast. Not long after that, the crown prince of the Gaia Empire had an accident, King George was seriously ill, and her father was recalled to the High Court to take charge of the situation.

So, is it because of the long-term separation that the relationship has faded?

Catherine suddenly felt that what Canyon said made sense. It was good for King George to recover from his illness. She hoped that when her father returned, her mother would be able to escape from the front line for a while and have a moment of respite, which would be a good opportunity to repair their now somewhat cold relationship.

She leaned out of the car window and looked behind her. The long line seemed endless. She felt extremely relieved. Since the biggest problem of food was no longer strangled by those old guys in High Court, they had more energy to prepare other supplies.

This year will definitely be a good year. Catherine took a deep breath of the fresh air outside the window and couldn't help smiling.

……

When the roadside scenery changed from green grass to heavy golden ears of wheat, Catherine finally got off the carriage, picked up her skirt and ran towards the familiar figure in the golden ocean.

It was a tall figure that was very eye-catching in the crowd. Her skin was polished into a very healthy color by the sun and sea breeze. When Catherine and her group arrived, she was rolling up her sleeves high and busy in the fields with others.

"mom!"

Catherine rarely showed the expression of attachment that only a child could have. Before her father could do anything, she threw herself into the woman's arms without any hesitation.

Storm Witch - Cynthia.

"Haha, let me see our little magician. Wow, he's grown a lot taller!" Cynthia smiled and hugged Catherine in her arms, then picked her up and spun her around like she did when she was a child.

“Cynthia…”

Duke William dismounted and walked over quickly. When he stood close to her, he seemed a little timid. She had become darker and thinner, and her arms, with her sleeves rolled up, were covered with bruises from old wounds that could not be removed. Now there were many tiny red marks from the wheat awns, but she didn't care at all.

Obviously, she didn't look as delicate as before, but she...she still looked radiant and full of energy, making him unable to take his eyes away.

"You--" Duke William felt bitter in his heart, but suddenly a sickle was stuffed into his arms, and his sentimental words were blocked in his throat.

"You came at the right time. Now we can harvest faster." Cynthia interrupted her husband and turned to look at her son who had just gotten off the carriage and was trying to sneak back in.

"Canyon, where are you going?"

"Mom, am I going to do this too? You know me..." Kanien turned around and slowly approached, with a painful and tangled face, but he didn't dare to resist. This was obviously something that only ordinary people would do! Has their family fallen to this level? !

"Of course I understand you, dear, so I prepared a brand new sickle for you." Cynthia stuffed the new sickle into her youngest son's arms, then took her daughter and left.

The father and son who were left behind stood on the ridge of the field, staring at each other with sickles in their hands.

"Let's get to work." William sighed and joined the busy harvesting army.

Kanyon: ...He said it a long time ago, he hates Ozler!!! He wants to go back to Highgarden!!!

……

"Don't worry." After returning to a rural station closest to the fields, Cynthia immediately checked Catherine and patted her head soothingly.

"Why is this happening, Mom? Human life span is short. At my age, I should be considered an adult, right? Why am I still..." Catherine twisted her fingers in frustration.

"Oh dear." Cynthia held her daughter in her arms and tightened her arms to pass on strength to her. "We are witches, witches who never follow the rules. There are no rules that must be followed. Perhaps, your awakened power also thinks so?"

Catherine rubbed herself against her mother's arms. Such words could not comfort her anxiety, but her mother's arms could.

"I wrote to my godmother and asked about it. There are witches who have been in the same situation as you. You know, it is not a good thing for a witch to awaken too early. There are very few witches who awaken very late, but without exception, they all become extremely powerful people—"

Cynthia held up her daughter's face and said, "Maybe it's the same with you. Your power is too strong, so your body needs more time to grow and transform before it can successfully accept it. You have the highest level of wind affinity, dear!"

Seeing that Catherine was still frowning, she pulled her up and distracted her attention——

"Why don't you talk to me about school? How's Phoebe? Is she still addicted to growing belladonna like before? I hope Simon can control her... Oh, and Simon, haha, now we have to call him Principal Simon. Tsk tsk, I remember that guy is a mixed-blood with an unstable bloodline. He often grows gills when he drinks too much, and the wine will leak out..."

As expected, Catherine's attention was drawn away. She raised her little face from her mother's arms and asked, "Will the bloodline of mixed-bloods be unstable?"

"You don't have to worry about such things. We witches are almost the same as humans." Cynthia waved her hand indifferently.

Catherine hesitated for a moment, but still asked, "Then, what if they are hybrids with the dragon race? Will they change after they grow up?" What if Lilith suddenly grows something strange...

"Huh?!" Cynthia opened her eyes wide in surprise and looked at her daughter for confirmation, "And what? Say it again?"

"Mom." There were no secrets between Catherine and her mother.

"I want to tell you a story about a friend of mine..."