"Well, there are not many brothers and sisters in my memory, and there should not be many fathers and heirs in this body."

"Unfortunately, not the eldest son."

After a while, there was a little excitement on Child's face, and a little secretive coldness.

"Fortunately, the father of this body does not have many heirs. In front of me, there is only one sister and one brother. They are not too big now, and there is still a chance."

The difference between the eldest son and the second son is extremely huge. As the eldest son, he has the advantage both in terms of etiquette and age, unless there is an accident, otherwise the inheritance right does not have the share of other brothers at all.

In terms of etiquette, the noble world of this world has a code for the eldest son to inherit the title, which has become an unspoken rule. Although the lord has the autonomy to change the heir if necessary, very few people will do so.

Under this inertia, as long as the eldest son is not a mess, otherwise the status of the heir will never change.

And in terms of age, the age of the eldest son is also dominant. This world belongs to the ancient world, and the civilization is not civilized. Even if it is aristocracy, the mortality rate of children is also high. Maybe they will die at any time. In this case, the eldest son who has grown up naturally has the advantage.

At least, compared to a child who may die at any time, an eldest son who has grown up is more reassuring.

Moreover, if you grow up earlier, you can also have more time to draw in the forces in the territory, and you don't know how much time is longer than other children.

Thinking of this, Chard's face became hazy, and his complexion was a bit ugly.

"Fortunately, my cheap brother, he is only seven years old now, and there is still a lot of opportunities." A cold smile appeared on his face, and he looked very awkward on the face of a one-year-old child.

After a while, he was like an ordinary child, with an extremely pure expression on his face, like a child full of innocence, lively and lovely.

"Father! Father!" The child's voice was soft and very pleasant.

There was an innocent smile on his face, like a child playing, looking like a little angel, with the word "father" constantly chanting on his mouth.

His voice was crisp and weak, but it happened to be heard by a middle-aged man who entered here and came to him.

Wearing a red robe, this man looked much neater than the people around him, and he was neatly groomed. He was the father of Childe's life, Baron Gris.

He happened to come here to see his child, but he did not expect to find a surprise.

Most children in this world can only speak between one and two years old, and the extent to which they can speak is still unknown. Like the elder brother of Childe's life, he could only speak when he was close to two years old, which was considered very late.

With this comparison, Child could speak at one year old, which naturally gave the Baron Gris a great surprise.

What's more surprising is that the first sentence that Chard learned to say was nothing else, but it happened to be his father. This was even more pleasant to the father. He only felt a throbbing in his blood, making him stride forward. Go, hug little Child.

And Child also laughed very cooperatively, seeming to enjoy the embrace of "father", and from time to time he gave out a pure smile.

But in secret, Child kept frowning.

Because the Baron Gris in front of him was full of a stinky smell, which was unpleasant.

It seems that the smell of taking a bath for a long time is mixed with the smell of blood, and the unique weird smell formed is extremely uncomfortable.

The ancients were often ignorant. In ancient Europe, there were indeed some nobles who never took a bath, and even liked to bathe their bodies in the blood of the enemy after a battle, and believed that this could gain strength.

But this way over a long period of time, the taste formed is very uncomfortable.

Unfortunately, Child's father in this life is obviously such a nobleman.

The servants around are obviously used to it, and their own hygiene is not very good, naturally they have no reaction to the smell of the baron.

But the corners of his mouth twitched because of the smell, but he abruptly held back it and pretended to be very happy, which was embarrassing for him.

"Father, father..." He innocently looked at the Baron Gris in front of him, and kept shouting in the soft voice of a one-year-old child, showing great attachment.

Seeing this, the Baron Gris in front of him laughed, his mouth was very big, without the gentleness of a nobleman at all.

"Father, father..." An anxious voice came from behind him at the same time.

Child looked sideways, and saw a boy about six or seven years old rushing over quickly, with an anxious expression on his face.

Child looked at it "curiously", as if he saw something funny.

This expression, matched with the cute appearance of the one-year-old child, immediately attracted that child.

"Agra, what's the matter?" Seeing the boy coming rashly, Gris frowned, and said to him: "I didn't say that, as the eldest son, you must be steady, why do you Make a move like running over!"

This expression immediately scared the child running from a distance. His face was a little red, and he looked down at the father in front of him, a little scared.

"Humph!" Baron Gris snorted, but didn't say anything, just handed Child to the maid on the side, and then walked away.

The maid took Chard gently and held it carefully, while Chard looked at Baron Gris ignorantly, looking extremely cute.

Soon, he was handed to his mother.

Then his mother was surprised to find that his second son was already able to speak and even called "mother".

In addition, Chard was extremely well-behaved after awakening, not as annoying as a normal child, but tried to please his mother.

This greatly activated the mother's motherhood, holding Chard every day, almost inseparable, making Chard's cheap brother a little jealous.

In this way, after a few days, Child kept talking, and by the way inquired some information clearly.

He and his cheap brother were both children born to a genuine baroness, not so-called illegitimate children or even the son of a maid, which made Chard very relieved.

And his cheap sister was not so lucky. It was a child born to a baron and a maid. No matter what it was, she did not pose any threat to Chard.

After all, although in theory girls also have the right to inherit the family, as long as there are males in the family, women will not be allowed to go out and show their faces, not to mention the children of maids, let alone the chance to inherit the family.

Therefore, Child's main opponent is still his cheap brother.

In order to attract the attention of his parents, Child not only does not mess with his parents at ordinary times, he always behaves well, and even shows more characteristics.

After quickly learning to speak, it took him a while to quickly learn to walk and run, which surprised his cheap parents again.

His father even thought that Child had a good knight talent and was very happy.

After learning to walk, Child was able to quickly implement his plan.

Relying on the appearance of the one-year-old child, and that well-behaved, he quickly mixed with his cheap brother.

After all, being a nobleman and the eldest son is actually very lonely.

He was educated to maintain a decent appearance at all times, and he could not contact other lowly status children. For a seven or eight-year-old child, he would naturally feel lonely.

As his younger brother, Chard showed great delicacy and was naturally easy to approach him.

After all, this is only a seven-year-old child, still in a stage of ignorance and ignorance. And even if he was an adult, he wouldn't be able to guard against Child who was only one year old at this time.

In this way, Child quickly figured out some rules, and quickly implemented his plan.

Relying on the knowledge of the main **** space exchange, he consciously collected some things and arranged some poisons in the process of playing around, and then secretly placed them around his brother.

In the main **** space, Chard is an apprentice-level expert who is about to reach the first level. He has mastered a certain amount of extraordinary power, and it is naturally not too difficult to plot against a mortal.

Using the limited raw materials in his hand, he arranged a lot of things around the cheap brother.

Poisoned food, clothing stained with certain means...In such places, Child has arranged a large number of means.

In order to get rid of his suspicion, Child first spent more than half a year to get acquainted with his brother.

In the eyes of the people around, the relationship between Child and his elder brother is extremely close, which makes their parents very pleased.

But in fact, during these six months, Chard's cheap brother wore problematic clothes every day and ate food with chronic poisons, and a lot of harmful substances slowly accumulated and accumulated in the body.

Finally, one day, after lunch, Chard's brother suddenly vomited blood and died. He didn't even have a breath left, so he died.

"Oh, my goodness!" A cry of exclamation came from outside and kept ringing around.

Hearing the noisy noise outside, he seemed to be frightened, and Chard slowly got up, with some ignorance on his face, and walked out slowly.

At this time, there was a mess outside, and there were noises everywhere, but it quickly settled down, as if being pinched by the throat, these sounds were forcibly suppressed.

Child walked out slowly, following the guidance of some servants, to a spot where a large crowd had gathered.

"Oh, no!" In front, the corpse of a seven or eight-year-old child was lying quietly on the ground, still stained with blood. In the back, Child's mother had tears on her face that could not be stopped.

She seemed to want to go to the front and see her child, and she seemed to wish her child just fell asleep instead of leaving forever.

On the side, Baron Gris had a heavy face and no longer had the prestige of the past, but he forcibly held his wife and prevented him from coming forward.

"No!" A clear child's voice broke the silence.

Child stood timidly at the door, his one-year-old body looked so helpless.

He saw the corpse in front of him, tears slowly streaming down his eyes, sad and helpless, he could only stand there blankly.

"My child!" With a cry of deep sorrow, Child's mother forcibly picked him up and hugged him tightly in her arms, seeming to love her child. It was all pinned on Childe.

Child did not speak, but sobbed softly in his mother's arms, tears wet his clothes, looking extremely sad, like a child who has lost his elder brother.

But secretly, under the cover of his mother's embrace, there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

No one doubted Chard, because no one believed that a child over a year old would hurt others, let alone that Chard was so cute and cute.

Even, in normal times, Child was the one who had the best relationship with his brother, and he was crying so sad at this time.

After inquiring about the situation in detail, after learning that the eldest son vomited blood and died after eating food, Childe’s father, Baron Gris, yelled angrily: "Get me arrested for all those cooks and servants, I Hang them all! Let them know the fate of murdering my child!"

There were several panic wailings from below, and several people cried and were dragged down by the soldiers on the side. The baron looked violent and walked out quickly, still holding a sword in his hand.

After a while, there were several desperate shouts and countless wailing wailing sounds from the outside world.

Chard didn't feel the slightest feeling about the few unlucky guys who had forcibly helped Chard take the blame, but he apologized to this group of people in his heart, calmly a little terrible.

He knew that not only the fate of this group of people was extremely tragic, even their family members would be extremely tortured because of what he did.

This is not the modern era that pays attention to human rights and freedom, but the ignorant ancient times. Not only in the East there is a saying that the nine tribes will be destroyed, but there is also a similar thing in the West.

The whole family of these people are serving as serfs in the territory of Baron Gris. Now that this happened, I am afraid that the whole family has been hanged, and there is no fluke to tell.

Child's face was expressionless, just lying silently in his mother's arms and sobbing, nothing unusual.

He was cruel in his heart, and the blood qi that he had cultivated during this period of time circulated quickly in his body, and under his control, it hit his chest fiercely.

Suddenly, he spit out a big mouthful of blood with a "poof", staining himself red, which looked the same as his brother's symptoms.

This is also just in case. After all, no one is a fool, why eat the same food, use the same thing, his brother vomited blood and died, but he did nothing.

"No!" Child's mother looked at the child in her arms in disbelief, with boundless fear and distorted expressions on her face, and she cried directly.

"Oh no! Chris, my child! No!" She held her child crazily, almost as if she was crazy.