Charlie knew that Yule was saying this for his own good, but he shook his head lightly and said in an incomparably serious voice, “Uncle Golding, I had only lived with my parents for eight years, which was considerably short, but my blood and soul are their creation. If I cannot avenge them, how can I live up to the blood and soul that they’ve given me?”

Rachel had been silent. Upon hearing this, she sighed, her eyes turning red. “Yule, Charlie’s characteristics and temperament resembles Brothe