The story of the black silk female knight

They'd rather their whole family lose their jobs and live in a slum than not protect their youngest son...

Valensa carefully examined Old Winston and Big Winston for a few moments, then recalled the past 20 days they had spent together, and nodded slightly, indicating her agreement.

The Winston family is a little greedy, but that's only human nature, and the bond between them is very strong, so it's not surprising that they would give up their jobs for family.

only……

Look at the tough-guy appearance of old Winston and big Winston, and then look at young Winston's handsome, fair-skinned, and fair-lipped appearance...

Are you three really biological children?

Winston the Elder is indeed Winston the Younger's older brother, but Winston the Elder, are you really Winston the Younger's biological father? There's absolutely no trace of your genes in him!

Valensa was internally ranting, but her expression showed some hesitation; she didn't know how to ask this somewhat awkward question.

Fortunately, old Winston was perceptive; he noticed the doubt in Valensa's eyes and, not wanting to put her in a difficult position, brought it up himself:

"Are you two questioning whether my youngest son is my biological son?"

"This……"

When this rather impolite suspicion was asked directly, Valensa and Tia exchanged a glance, both feeling slightly embarrassed.

However, since the matter had already been discussed openly, Valensa readily agreed:

“We do have this suspicion…and your youngest son’s ability is so special that it may very well come from the non-human bloodline within him.”

I thought the Winstons would be annoyed by the topic, but to my surprise, they all seemed quite calm... not in a feigned calm, but in a way that showed they had already let go of their worries and were completely indifferent to the matter.

"To be honest, I had my doubts about this when my youngest son was little."

Old Winston chuckled, ignoring the fact that he was already quite drunk, and drank another glass of wine:

“At first, I was naturally very angry and sad... because my wife and I had a very good relationship, and I found it hard to believe that she would betray me, even if it was just an accidental betrayal.”

But by then my wife had already passed away, so even if I wanted to get the truth out of her, I had no chance to ask her.

So I could only look for clues from the sidelines... For example, based on my youngest son's birth date, I roughly estimated when my wife became pregnant with him.

At that time, I wasn't working as a guide on the ice plains; I was with her every day... Even if she really had another man behind my back, there would have been absolutely no chance for them to meet.

"This survey... well, it might not be very accurate."

Valensa hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell old Winston the truth:

"To be honest, I can roughly sense the bloodline of humans... Your youngest son has a very special energy; he shouldn't be purely human."

In other words, your wife's lover isn't human either... so the exact time she conceived your youngest son cannot be calculated using common-sense methods of human pregnancy.

"Yes, I thought of that problem later too."

Old Winston remained calm, only sighing.

"But what could I do? Ice hunters spend several months of the year on the ice plains, and my wife would be lonely at home alone... Besides, my wife had already passed away by then, and she had always worked very hard for this family... Even if she did make a mistake occasionally, I wouldn't hate her."

More importantly, by the time I realized that my youngest son was completely unlike me, he was already several years old... Even if he wasn't my biological son, after raising him for so many years, my feelings for him were no different from those for my own son.

So the three of us have already discussed this issue openly... No matter who my youngest son's biological father is, he will always be our son and brother!

Family ties don't necessarily have to be based on blood relations, do they?

As old Winston spoke with emotion, a few tears streamed down his already quite drunken face.

Big Winston and Little Winston quickly chimed in, showing off their deep father-son and brotherly bond in front of Valensa and Tia.

Seeing that the atmosphere between the father and his two sons was so good, Valensa and Tia were reluctant to continue the conversation.

So they asked the waiter to order some more food and drinks, and even booked a room for the father and his two sons at the hotel before leaving the private room so that the three of them could have a good meal.

It wasn't until the morning of the next day, when Winston and his two sons had calmed down, that Valensa and Tia approached them again to discuss the follow-up issues.

"Although we encountered some unexpected events, Tia and I have actually completed our hunting objective on the ice plains this time."

Faced with old Winston's somewhat expectant gaze, Valensa shattered his illusions first:

"In other words, we won't be going to the ice field for a long time, so we won't need to hire guides anymore."

Winston and his two sons immediately showed obvious frustration.

They remain untrustworthy ice hunters; Valencia no longer hires them, and it's unclear when they'll find their next client.

Although the father and his two sons earned a considerable commission from Valensa this time, it wouldn't take long without subsequent income.

"You probably don't want to live in a slum forever, do you?"

Valensa slowly observed the expressions on the faces of Winston, his father, and his two sons, and chuckled softly:

"Why don't you listen to my advice? If all goes well, you might get a stable job, or even one with better pay than the top hunters."

"...What would be the price?"

Old Winston wasn't a naive young man; he knew perfectly well that there's no such thing as a free lunch... Valensa and Tia were indeed rare and good employers, but they definitely had their own motives.

"It's very simple."

Valensa disliked beating around the bush and being mysterious, so she simply pointed to Winston Jr.:

“I’m very curious about his bloodline, and even more curious about that strange woman on the ice plains who’s determined to kill him… I need his cooperation in some investigations.”

"No!" x2

Without a second thought, both Winston Sr. and Winston Dad refused in unison:

"I will never allow my son (brother) to become a research subject in a laboratory!"

"Well... I think there might have been some misunderstanding between you."

Seeing that old Winston and big Winston were in such a hurry, Valensa gestured for them to calm down, and then patiently explained:

"Actually, biological research doesn't necessarily pose a danger or harm to the research samples, and I don't intend to send your son and brother directly into the research lab... First, I'll have a few priests who are knowledgeable about other races examine his body thoroughly to see what bloodline his other half actually is... I think you'd love to know the answer to that, right?"

Chapters 178-180: One last thing left.

After some persuasion and emotional appeal, Valensa managed to convince the Winston father and sons to agree to let young Winston go to the Sun Church for a checkup.

Even if they disagreed, there was nothing they could do. Given Valensa's status, she could have easily arrested Winston Jr. and forcibly examined him.

A wise man knows when to yield. The Winston father and his two sons have always been very sensible. Now that Valensa is willing to handle this matter in a gentle way, although they are still somewhat unwilling, they can only agree.

The group arrived at the cathedral in Arante.

Due to her outstanding performance in the battle against Savat Landon in Poliland, Valensa is now quite well-known among the clergy of America.

As a beautiful young woman with outstanding abilities and the favor of the Sun Goddess, Valensa has gained many female and male admirers among the lower-ranking clergy, and many people are willing to do things for her.

A team of clergy from Arland Cathedral, tasked with conducting the research, readily agreed to Valensa's request, temporarily setting aside their other duties to give Winston a thorough examination.

Valensa also took this opportunity to consult the Church of the Sun's database, hoping to find any information about the girl in the military uniform.

The Church of the Sun has a fairly complete intelligence system, and most of its clergy are also conscientious and responsible. Valensa actually managed to find some information about girls in military uniforms in the database.

Valensa quickly checked the information carefully, but soon became somewhat disappointed... All of this information consisted of eyewitness accounts from girls in military uniforms, but there were no combat records, and much of this eyewitness information was just hearsay, so it was basically worthless.

The only clue they could glean was that the girl in the military uniform seemed extremely cautious, always avoiding humans whenever she encountered them on the ice plains and never making contact with them.

Of course, it's also possible that none of the humans who came into contact with the girl in military uniform returned.

That girl in military uniform was too strange. If she shot an unsuspecting lighthouse, she would be dead in one shot. Even a Radiant-ranked person would suffer a great loss if caught off guard... and might even die under the gun.

Even the Church of the Sun can't find much information about the girls in military uniforms, and the Sage's Tower won't fare much better. Now, the only hope is Friedeja.

Friggia only doesn't know much about the more than a thousand years she was sealed away, but there's nothing she doesn't know about what happened before that... especially on Eve, she's practically omniscient.

After Valensa finished reviewing the information on the girl in military uniform, the research department priest squad also finished their physical examination of Winston.

From a purely academic perspective, the research group of the Church of the Sun is far inferior to the Tower of Sages in terms of research level.

After all, the path of the sage is the path of seeking truth, and many sages live to conduct research.

While many clergy members do possess a spirit of inquiry, it is more of a hobby for them.

Especially when faced with various unknown problems, the people of the Sage's Tower will choose to find the answers themselves, while the priests are more inclined to seek help directly from the goddess.

However, testing bloodlines is not a difficult task. The Church of the Sun and the Tower of Sages already had very mature technology, and the results of testing the other half of Winston's bloodline were soon available.

The answer was expected and reasonable.

Winston Jr.'s other half of his bloodline is a Spectral, which is why he can sense other Spectrals within a certain range, greatly improving the search efficiency of the father and sons and making them ace hunters.

Old Winston must have expected this, his expression wasn't surprised, but his face was very grim.

This is not difficult to understand.

After all, old Winston had fought ghouls his whole life, only to have his wife cheat on him with a ghoul in the end... This was undoubtedly a fatal betrayal for him, so it's normal for him to feel bad.

Just as Valensa was about to say a few words of comfort to old Winston, the young priest who was examining young Winston said something that left everyone speechless:

"Actually... Mr. Winston's wife did not betray him. Mr. Winston Jr. is indeed a half-ghost, but he is also Mr. Winston's son."

...What the heck?

Even Winston himself looked at the priest with a face full of surprise, feeling like his brain couldn't keep up.

The fact that everything was normal in Big Winston shows that Old Winston's wife couldn't possibly be an extraterrestrial race like a ghoul; she was purely human.

In other words, Winston Jr.'s ghost bloodline could not have come from his mother, but from his father.

But now the priest is saying that old Winston is young Winston's biological father?

Where did Winston's ghost bloodline come from?

"Could it be a mistake?"

Everyone looked on with suspicion, but they hesitated to speak due to their status.

Valensa, however, had no such reservations; she looked intently at the young priest:

“This young Winston doesn’t resemble old Winston at all… I know you’re just being kind and don’t want to upset Mr. Winston too much, but you can’t lie, can you?”

“I really didn’t lie, Lady Valensa.”

The priest smiled wryly:

"This is actually quite easy to verify... because even if Mr. Winston's wife really did have an affair with some ghost, Mr. Winston would not have been born."

The appearance of ghosts is indeed not much different from that of humans, but they are actually creatures that are very different from humans... well, even more different than cats and dogs from humans.

"The demons don't have the ability to impregnate human women at all... The Sage's Tower conducted related experiments a long time ago, and the results are in our church's database. With Valensa's authority, she can access them at any time."

"Okay, I'll take a look."

Valensa didn't stand on ceremony and immediately took out the small golden rod and pressed it against her forehead to access the Sun Church's database once again.

After watching for a while, her expression became extremely strange.

Well... the researchers at the Sage Tower are incredibly passionate and rigorous about their research, even to the point of being dedicated.

When Valensa first heard that the Sage's Tower had conducted related experiments, she thought that some sages were persecuting ordinary people and conducting human experiments.

The result was completely different.

That was a female sage from hundreds of years ago. In order to study the secrets of the Netherworld in depth, she personally went to the icy plains to capture a strong and handsome Netherworld as research material and kept it by her side.

The female sage did indeed conduct human experiments, but the human subject in the experiments was herself... She used that ghost as her male concubine for half a year, meticulously recording every interaction with the ghost, and the subsequent observations and examinations were also very detailed.

The experimental results fully demonstrate that the Netherworld race is incapable of impregnating humans; their bodies simply do not possess that function.

But if the Netherworld race cannot impregnate human women, then where does Winston's Netherworld bloodline come from?

The priest who examined young Winston seemed to have already guessed what was going on. With Valensa's permission, he asked old Winston a bunch of very personal and embarrassing questions.

When asked about his and his wife's private life in front of outsiders, old Winston blushed deeply.

But his concern for his youngest son helped old Winston overcome his shame and answer the priest's questions earnestly.

As the priest's questions became more and more targeted, not only Valensa and Tia, but even Winston and his two sons themselves began to have a rough guess about the truth of the matter.

First of all, Winston's wife was a great beauty, with a stunning face and figure, and was considered a top beauty by many men.

Old Winston was an ice hunter who often worked for months without returning home. He and his wife were very much in love, and every time he returned home after work, he would naturally make passionate love with his wife to relieve his longing for her.

At first, both of them were relatively reserved. Every time Winston came home from work, he would eat and take a shower before getting intimate with his wife.

Later on... naturally, he got more and more into it. In order to comfort his wife who had been lonely at home for months, old Winston would often adjust the order of things after returning home, putting eating and bathing after intimacy.