nt! Kill the nobles!''"

"Charlene..."

The former noble girl continued immediately, "Since childhood, I have foreseen that one day we were destined to pay for the sins committed by our family. And all the suffering I have endured is just to repay this debt! I have never committed any villainy, neither has Raphael, nor Helene, nor even our father. It''s this surname that has committed the sin. This ancient surname. For its own glory, how many lives has it dragged into the darkness? Can this little bit of miseries we bear be enough to repay the heavy debt we were born with?"

Charlene seemed to be quite agitated as she spoke, her bony hands constantly tugging and almost tearing at the edge of the blanket on her lap. Yet her face and tone remained true to her unique composure.

Edith stood in place, silent for a long time. Charlene rarely expressed her opinions, and this was the first time Edith had heard her give such a long speech.

Edith loved Charlene, almost inseparable from her; but she also had inwardly a sense of contempt for Charlene''s ignorance and cowardice in social issues. These two conflicting feelings were almost unconscious, yet both much stronger than she had imagined. And whenever Charlene was scolded by her, her submissive attitude made Edith even more convinced that the horizons and mind of this friend of hers, unfortunate enough to be born into a noble family, were just as narrow as the wheelchair that trapped her.

But at this moment, for the first time in her life, Edith felt that Charlene stood at a much highe