ALL NOVEL Chapter 555 Father’s Friend
After returning to Carida Manor, Verin felt more relaxed and at ease than ever before.
Before the big event began, he decided to stay at the manor and enjoy the quiet time.
As for Kyle, he went somewhere to experiment with his new weapon.
On the green grass, Verin lay lazily on a wooden deck chair, bathing in the warm sunshine while carelessly playing with the mysterious Plata Stone in his hand.
"Is this so-called Stone of Seven Emotions ineffective? Or maybe it is unable to adapt to the new world and is a little acclimatized. There has been no movement for several days."
Verin turned over in boredom, staring at the Plata Stone in his palm that was exchanged for the Waning Moon Key. After trying all night last night, this stone was still as silent as a pool of stagnant water. If it wasn't Grall, De took it into his own hands, and he was even deceived.
"Speaking of which, when I swallowed the gray crystal stone, I didn't have any emotional fluctuations at all... Could it be that I really have no connection with such items?" Verin stared at the Plata Stone in his hand and muttered in a low voice. .
With this thought in mind, he took out another gray crystal from the space ring without hesitation and held it firmly in his right hand.
In the process of swallowing the gray crystal, Verin stared at the Plata Stone in his left hand with his eyes wide open without blinking.
Over time, the stone remains gray without any color change.
At this time, in a corner where no one noticed, Book of Druid was happily enjoying the food. And the useless stone trying to compete with it for food couldn't even touch a hair.
Time passed by, and Weilin finally felt a little discouraged. He turned over and said helplessly: "Oh, forget it, let's try to find Shermia and Kyle to see who can trigger this incident." The Stone of Plata belongs to whom."
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall dragon warrior suddenly hurried over with long strides. He quickly walked to Weilin's side, leaned down and saluted, and then said: "Lord Knight of the West Wind, your father sent me I came to see you, please go to the main hall."
After hearing this, Verin put the Plata Stone into the space ring, sat up straight, looked at the two-meter-tall dragon warrior in front of him, and asked: "What does my father want from me?"
"Lord Knight of the West Wind, as far as my subordinates know, there seem to be a few humans visiting. One of them, an old man, has a very close relationship with your father. It seems that they are communicating about war or something like that."
The dragon warrior answered truthfully, without any concealment. As a warrior of the Zeferus Legion, his allegiance was to Verin, not Angus. He would answer whatever his lord wanted to know.
"These bottles of wine are yours."
After saying that, Verin walked straight towards the front hall.
"Thank you for your gift."
A glimmer of excitement flashed in the dragon warrior's eyes. After giving a standard military salute to the departing lord, he quickly picked up the bottles of precious wine and prepared to go back and share it with his brothers.
However, when he reached the back of the hall, Verin suddenly stopped and did not immediately enter the front hall, deciding to first listen to the content of his father's conversation with the guests in the front hall.
So, Weilin quietly cast a concealment spell to completely cover up his aura, quietly came to the wall, pricked up his ears, and began to eavesdrop on the conversation inside.
"Blaize, after so many years, you are still stuck in the gold rank." Angus couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the slightly older face of his former friend.
When the white-haired old man sitting opposite Angus heard this, he shook his head helplessly and sighed: "We had no choice back then. Who could have expected that the Battle of Sand Mountain would be so tragic, with 300,000 elite troops facing off against a mere 20 people?" The Wanheiya orc army was completely defeated in the end! If I hadn't used the life-burning combat skill, I would have died in that war."
Recalling that thrilling past event, Blaise's heart was filled with bitterness and helplessness.
When Angus heard this, he couldn't help but ask: "After so many years, have you still not found a way to repair the foundation?"
The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "How can it be so easy? Life span is lost. My family has found a lot of good things for me over the years, but the result is just like that. After all, my situation is too special."
Having said this, the white-haired old man raised his head to the side and asked, "Those dragon warriors outside are all your subordinates."
Seeing this, Angus raised the corners of his mouth slightly and laughed: "Haha, you guessed it wrong. Those are my son's subordinates and have nothing to do with me, an old guy."
Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man, and then he couldn't help but smile and joked: "Look at your appearance, how do you look like an old guy? You are clearly still a vigorous young man! What a shame! You still have the nerve to call yourself an 'old man', but if you do that, wouldn't I become a decrepit old man?"
After saying that, the two looked at each other and laughed heartily at the same time.
Time has not dimmed the friendship between the two, they are still the same as before.
After the stone wall, Weilin clarified the whole story from the conversation between the two and some of his father's past events.
The white-haired old man should be a friend his father met when he participated in the Holy Dawn Third Kingdom's expedition against the Black Asia Orcs.
Counting the time in his mind, Weilin stopped hiding, arranged some clothes, and walked towards the front hall.
"Father."
When Angus heard this, he nodded and said, "This is Blaise Sliway. I have been friends with my father for more than sixty years."
"I've met Uncle Blaise." Verin saluted politely.
Blaise looked at Weilin up and down, and was very surprised. He was about the same strength as him, but much stronger than his children.
"Angus, you are really good at educating children! Look at my two children, who have been taught carefully by me for so long, and they are only high-level silver knights."
The young man and woman standing behind Blaise lowered their heads in shame when they heard their father's words.
Seeing this, Angus shook his head and said, "This is all his own efforts. You should know the tradition of our family. Except for the heir, all other children must choose their own path when they reach adulthood at the age of eighteen."
Not long after, the son and daughter of Verin and Blaise were "driven out".
In the manor, three figures walked side by side, but they were silent among themselves, as if there was an invisible barrier across them. Whether this is due to the disparity in strength or age, no one knows.