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Elsewhere in the castle, news of the baby girl had already spread. Maxi, Eleanora, Morris, Valentine, and other Warlocks gathered together, discussing the arrival of this new life.
"This child really resembles the lord," Maxi said, his voice tinged with curiosity.
Eleanora frowned, "But how is that possible? The lord has never mentioned having any offspring."
"Perhaps it's some kind of coincidence," Morris speculated, a hint of cunning in his eyes.
Valentine seemed a little uneasy: "In any case, the appearance of this child is sure to cause some waves. We should handle it carefully."
Their conversation was filled with speculation and uncertainty, but they both realized that the appearance of this baby girl was an important matter for the castle.
At that moment, the old servant Sebastian walked slowly towards them, his steps steady and his eyes filled with the wisdom of years. "Do not worry too much," he said, "perhaps this child is a twist of fate, and may bring us an unexpected turn of events."
Upon hearing Sebastian's words, everyone fell silent. The words of this elderly member of the magical race were always worth pondering.
As time passed, this infant girl gradually grew up, and her qualities and abilities began to show, attracting the attention and discussion of the people in the castle.
There seemed to be a deep secret hidden in her eyes, and her smile carried an indescribable charm. Every corner of the castle was quietly influenced by the presence of this mysterious infant.
Nicholas's interest in the baby girl gradually increased. He often quietly observed her, trying to find answers from her behavior.
He found that whenever he approached, the baby girl would always show a pure and innocent smile, a smile that seemed to have a special power, making Guilas feel a calmness he had never experienced before.
"She's really special," Nicholas said in a conversation with Lilith, his voice tinged with uncertainty.
Lilith nodded, a hint of emotion flashing in her eyes: "Yes, my lord. Not only does she resemble you in appearance, but even her temperament is somewhat similar."
In the daily life of the castle, the baby girl gradually became an indispensable presence. The stewards and maids all cared for her deeply, and even the usually ruthless Warlocks showed a different side in her presence.
Maxi and Eleanora take turns taking care of her, and they have found that the baby girl has a natural sensitivity to magic. Whenever they cast spells, the baby's eyes always emit a strange light, as if silently learning.
Morris and Valentine are curious about her origins. They search through various ancient books in the castle's library, hoping to find some clues.
One night, deep in the ancient castle, in a dimly lit room, Nicholas quietly gazed at the baby in the cradle.
This tiny life, inadvertently entered his world, yet brought unprecedented changes.
Nicholas's voice was deep and powerful as he softly said, "Arya, this will be your name. I, by the name of the demon clan, contract with you. No matter what happens in the future, no matter who you obey, your loyalty will belong only to me." His words echoed in the silent space, as if carrying an irresistible force.
As the name Arya slowly dissipated into the air, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to become mysteriously unpredictable.
A subtle yet powerful magical energy quietly flowed through the room, as if invisible threads were weaving in the air, tightly connecting this new life with the fate of Nicholas.
The baby's eyes opened slightly, and her clear, crystal-like gaze met Nicholas. Her gaze was pure and flawless, staring directly at him, causing a ripple in Guilas's heart.
Nicholas murmured, "The contract has been completed. No matter your origins, you will never betray me."
The discourse is filled with determination and anticipation, as if in this moment, he has established a profound and unfathomable connection with this little life.
The daily life in the castle became extraordinary with the arrival of Arya.
This ancient castle, once a symbol of coldness and darkness, is now filled with warmth and vitality because of a little life. The maids busily tiptoe around Arya's room, always wearing gentle smiles on their faces. Even the most serious housekeeper shows a kind expression when facing Arya.
Enot, as the leader of the Sorcerer Squad, also showed a hint of unusual tenderness in his eyes. He stood at the door, observing Arya from a distance, couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This child really looks exactly like the lord."
"Enot, what do you think of this child?" Nicholas's voice suddenly sounded behind Enot, making him slightly startled.
Enot turned around and faced Nicholas, with a complex glint in his eyes.
"Master, this child seems to possess some kind of special power, actually born with a magic wave. Her existence may be an opportunity for us, perhaps to help you lift the curse of saint, or even... possibly allow the master to approach the realm of the gods."
"I think so too," Nicholas raised his eyebrows slightly and approached the cradle, carefully observing Arya.
Arya seemed to sense his gaze, and she waved her little hand, a sweet smile playing on her lips.
"Her smile is truly pure," Nicholas murmured, his voice carrying a hint of unprecedented tenderness.
The other warlocks in the castle had varying attitudes towards Arya.
Maxi and Eleanora often wander outside Arya's room, full of curiosity about this little life. Morris and Valentine are more observant, silently evaluating Arya's potential in their hearts.
Lilith is the most concerned about Arya. She often takes care of Arya personally, humming lullabies gently, with a maternal glow in her eyes. Once, Nicholas inadvertently witnessed this scene, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.
"Lilith, you seem to have a strong affection for this child," Nicholas said to Lilith one evening.
Lilith smiled faintly, her eyes shimmering with warmth. "Yes, my lord. Arya is like a ray of light in our castle. Her presence has made this place less dark."
Nicholas fell silent for a moment, then slowly said, "You're right. She did bring some changes."
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