Chapter 1917 I Want to Get the Position of Heir. What Should I Do?

"I know. I'm watching."

The old man in the wheelchair answered unhurriedly. The children and teenagers trained in the castle are the core heirs of the family and the future of the family. Their situation requires the family to pay special attention to——

Although a group of young wolves will eventually kill one wolf, moderate competition is not a big deal. However, malicious bullying and exclusion are not allowed by the family.

These children are the backbone of the next generation of the family, and the family will never allow anyone to grow crooked!

"Group! Fight in groups!" The teacher responsible for training the children skillfully took out the standard subjects for training team collaboration:

"The mission this time is to work together! Teams of three are divided into groups to compete against each other. The group with the worst performance will have their meat eaten halved today! Draw lots to divide into groups——"

He stared at the children below, grabbed a handful of wooden signs and threw them on the table:

"The first group, Martin Braun, Rhine Franco, William Askan!"

"Second Group……"

The children whose names were called came out in groups to choose weapons, arrange formations, and discuss tactics. In the martial arts arena, the teacher’s shout echoed:

"Stay in formation! Cover each other! Protect your comrades' backs, and give your backs to your comrades for protection! - Only those comrades who believe in you can win!"

The three children looked at each other. William Askan, the oldest and tallest man, hesitated for a moment, but still did not say "I won't take you" to Rhine. Instead, he took the initiative to bend down and pick up a wooden shield:

"I'm at the front! The assault depends on you!"

"I charge!" The slightly younger Martin Braun looked around and picked up a wooden stick. It’s not too long, but for a child of this age, it’s not too short, it’s over the top of his head:

"I'll protect your right wing!"

"Then I'll take the left." Rhine Franco picked up a short wooden sword:

"You won't fall before I fall!"

"rush!"

Three children lined up. The one rushing over from the opposite side was also Askan, and there were two vassal children of the same age on the left and right. The three of them walked side by side without shields, each holding a stick:

"rush!"

William Askan strode forward, holding a shield to protect himself, and met the long stick coming from the opposite side. The wooden shield shook violently, and William Askan roared, slightly bent his knees, pushed the wooden shield to the ground, and struggled to hold on.

Martin Braun and Rhine Franco, one on each side, rushed out from his side, stabbing each other with wooden sticks and wooden swords!

"ah!"

There was a scream from the other side. A wooden stick was swung up hard and hit the wooden sword. Rhine Franco let go of his wooden sword and staggered outward. However, William Askan seized this opportunity and pushed out the wooden shield with force:

"Hey!"

A wooden stick also flew out from the opposite side! Seeing the opportunity, Rhine Franco rushed forward and hugged the other stick, holding on to it. There was a bang next to him, and his teammate's wooden stick poked out, knocking down the guy who was restrained by the wooden stick.

"First!"

How many tricks can children have in their battles?

By the end of the beating, the three children were panting and sweating profusely. Fortunately, they had the upper hand, and the three of them protected each other, and actually won the round slightly.

After the beating, the three children collapsed on the ground in big letters. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they couldn't help but laugh.

"Look." From a distance, the old man in the wheelchair looked at the smiling children and spread his hands to his son:

"The children are playing around, it's no big deal. Don't worry, it will be fine."

After several rounds of group fighting, this group of wolves really developed a feeling of "we are comrades-in-arms", and Rhine Franco no longer seemed to be ostracized in the castle.

Just when Lenny Franco breathed a sigh of relief and thought that the children's fight was just an accident, the next month, little Rhine was bullied again in the castle:

"What happened this time?"

"I don't know..." Rhine Franco's delicate little face was burned red, his lips were chapped, and he tossed on the pillow in a daze:

"We agreed to play together and take turns being ghosts... I waited in the bushes for a long, long time, but they never came..."

He was very happy at first, thinking that he had hidden well, that no one could find him, and that he was sure to win.

When it got dark and the instructor counted the number of people, he realized something was wrong. He took people and dogs out to search, and found the child curled up in a ball in the bushes, soaked to the skin.

"It's raining! We thought he came back on his own!"

"We shouted!"

"I thought someone would find him!"

The children who went out to play together all made excuses like this. Lenny Franco asked around. He couldn't arrest all these children and beat them up, so he had to put the pressure on the instructor:

"Can we guarantee the safety of our children? - If we can't guarantee it, I have no choice but to do it myself!"

"Then you will do it yourself?" The instructor responsible for taking care of the children was also very annoyed:

"Children are playing hide-and-seek, but adults can't keep following you! When you were a child, did your parents always watch you? The same goes for this kid. If it rains, won't he come back first?"

Lenny Franco was speechless. Children are always naughty, and accidents during play are not uncommon. Even more than ten years ago, a pair of twins, the great-grandson of William [White Wolf], drowned in a pond.

However, he took the child to seek treatment. In the church, under the candlelight, he heard the white-robed priest sighing quietly:

"How pitiful... If he is an Askan, if he is the direct descendant of the family owner, how dare they do this... We have to find someone no matter what. At least, if you set out to find someone, you will never wait until so late..."

Maybe...maybe?

No matter what, there's nothing wrong with letting children get better treatment?

Lenny Franco hesitated and hesitated. Little Rhine was sick for three days before her fever subsided, and she rested for another three days before going back to school. A few days later, she was brought back by her teacher:

"While the child was running in circles, he suddenly fell down! We immediately called in a healer and his life was saved, but the healer said..."

"say what?!"

The little child huddled up in the teacher's arms, his face was pale, and his black hair stuck to his forehead. The teacher holding him also had sweat on his forehead:

"He exercised strenuously before he was well-rested, which hurt his heart. I'm afraid he won't be able to make great achievements on the knight route in the future..."

Can't take the knight route?

That is to say, the possibility of inheriting the family has been lost?

If you still want him to achieve something... maybe he can only become a priest?

Lenny Franco sat by candlelight night after night. Late the next night, he walked into the church and found the white-robed priest who had been treating his son and listening to his prayers:

"I want to claim my place as heir.—What should I do?"