Chapter 320 Charlotte

"Eh? Adopt her as your adopted daughter?"

Rowling was stunned for a while before she came back to her senses: "Ryan, are you serious?"

"of course."

Looking at Noelle on the hospital bed, Ryan nodded:

"Compared to the things she has helped me with, these are nothing more than trivial matters. I will write to the eldest prince and send it as a guarantee later."

Adopting a child by a noble is not something you just say casually. If you want to clear the child's name, you need to send a letter to the upper nobles or the royal family for guarantee.

Seeing that Ryan's expression didn't look like he was joking, Rowling said:

"If that's the case, I can directly tell the dean on your behalf and ask the dean to vouch for you. There is no need to write a letter."

Let Fina provide guarantee...

Thinking that a large part of the reason why he adopted Noelle was because he was worried about Noelle's situation in the college, and Fina was the dean of Alcott College, Ryan nodded:

"Then I'm sorry to trouble you, Rowling."

"Well, let's wait until the child wakes up."

Rowling and Sajeel stood beside Ryan, waiting for Noelle to wake up.

Yvette looked at Ryan's back, her eyes filled with resentment and at the same time she breathed a sigh of relief.

Bad news, Master didn't marry her; good news, Master didn't marry her.

When she heard Ryan say that she wanted to adopt Noelle as her adopted daughter, Ninelli said nothing more, and she felt inexplicably relaxed.

"That's right, Ryan."

Suddenly, Rowling asked: "Since you plan to adopt her as your adopted daughter, what is her last name? What should her last name be?"

"Last name? Can't she just keep her original last name or just her first name?"

"No."

Rowling sighed: "If you want to use your status as a noble earl to protect her, Ryan, you must gild the title of earl on your surname and turn it into a family crest."

As she said that, Luo Lin suddenly blushed again and whispered: "Besides, our children will also have your last name in the future..."

"That's it..."

Ryan pinched his chin and began to think.

Since being adopted by Old Lamb, he has always called himself Ryan and has never cared about surnames.

Even when filling out the form to enter the Knights, he simply filled in the word "Lian" and left the last name column blank.

"...Charlotte, how are you?"

Hearing Ryan's reply, Rowling blinked, while Nunnally raised her head, slightly surprised.

Noticing Ninelli's reaction, Amiya came to Ninelli's side and asked in a low voice: "Does the name Charlotte have any special meaning to Mr. Butler?"

Amiya still remembered that when she first met Ryan, Ryan introduced himself as "Lian, no surname."

Hearing the sound, Ninelli looked at Amiya and said: "Old Lamb, Ryan's adoptive father, his full name is Lamb Charlotte..."

"Is that so?"

Amiya tilted her little head, and there was some confusion in her amber eyes: "But Amiya remembers that the relationship between Mr. Butler and Mr. Lamb never seemed to be very good."

"I don't know about that."

Nunnally shook her head: "Anyway, Ryan has conflicting thoughts not once or twice."

——However, if it weren't for this contradictory idea, Ryan would have already followed the agreement and left here after his father found a new butler, right?

At this moment, Noelle's fingers suddenly moved slightly.

Ryan and others immediately fell silent and stared at Noelle's little face, waiting for Noelle to open her eyes.

After a moment, Noelle slowly opened her eyes, her eyes still a little cloudy: "What...is this place?"

"It's the cathedral in Art City."

Ryan said softly: "I found you fell ill in the dormitory, so I sent you here for treatment."

Hearing Ryan's voice, Noelle's eyes suddenly became clearer.

Turning her head weakly, Noelle looked at Ryan beside her. After taking a closer look at Ryan's face, a look of reassurance appeared on Noelle's calm face:

"Mr. Lane, finally...see you again..."

Ryan smiled and stretched out his hand and rubbed Noelle's head: "You are very ill and you need to take a good rest."

"Is this so..."

Noelle narrowed her eyes, and her eyes became dim again: "I'm sorry, Mr. Lane, I have caused you... trouble again. It must have cost you a lot of money to send me to the church..."

"do not worry about it."

Looking at Noelle, Ryan asked softly: "Noelle, if possible, can you tell me about your past?"

"Tell me...what happened in the past?"

"Ah."

Ryan nodded, and then added: "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."

"...If it's Mr. Lane, it's okay."

Noelle responded innocently, then turned to look at the ceiling and began to recall her past events:

"I actually... grew up in a city in the western border area. I lived in a poor family, but my parents were very good to me. I have always felt... very happy."

Ryan was naturally aware of these things, but Ryan did not disturb Noelle, but allowed Noelle to continue talking.

"In my memory, in the city where we live, a group of knights wearing black armor appeared at some point. Their armors were always stained with blood. They looked very scary, but I know... they are not bad people. "

"Why do you think so?"

Ryan couldn't help but ask.

"Because they have never disturbed our lives. Although everyone is afraid of those knights, those knights have never touched anyone's things."

Noelle said softly: "And... I have witnessed with my own eyes outside, those knights have fought against the demon monsters outside the city.

At that time, I was thinking, it turns out that the bloodstains on the armors of the knights are from the demons. They... are actually protecting us all the time. Why should we be afraid of them? "

Hearing Noelle say this, Ryan's pupils trembled slightly and seemed a little touched.

"I also told others about this, but no one wanted to believe it. Some people told me that those knights were violent and capricious, and would kill children for fun when they were unhappy."

Speaking of this, Noelle suddenly remembered something and shook her head:

"Not at all... I once gave a Saye Orchid to a knight who was covered in blood and looked very tired. Even through his helmet, I could feel that the knight was actually a A very gentle person.”