The moment Pasfil opened the door, dozens of figures in the villa immediately turned their attention. When they saw Pasfil's face, everyone's expressions were startled for a moment, but soon their emotions changed.

Become different.

The hall of the villa is very wide, and it is precisely because of this that it can accommodate so many people without looking crowded...

"Master!"

"master!"

"Lord Pasfield!"

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Everyone stepped forward to say hello to Pasfil. No matter what the people in the villa thought, Pasfil was indeed confirmed as the heir of the family. Even if there were a few people who were unwilling to do so, the vast majority of people were unwilling.

I am ready to become a "dog licker".

Ur glanced around the villa for a while.

Then he suddenly discovered that there did not seem to be as many Daoli family members in the villa as he had imagined, because in the party in front of him that was full of aristocratic temperament at first glance, nearly half of the people were not wearing formal attire, but were wearing magic robes.

Obviously, as Pasfil expected, there are many people who want to "take advantage of the situation" this time and plan to plot Pasfil's shares in the "magic wine" industry.

Pasfil's expression was indifferent, as if he had changed back to the way he had just met Wu Er... No, maybe he was not ready to say so. To be precise, it was probably not as good as that time.

At least when Pasfil and Ur first met and wanted to use Ur, although more than 90% of their hearts were for profit, at least there was still a few percent of love left.

However, now, when facing these so-called "brothers and sisters", Pasfield didn't even bother to show a formal smile, showing no emotion at all.

"Pasfield, come up with me!"

Just when Pasfil had just finished dealing with his "brothers and sisters", suddenly, a blond middle-aged man who looked somewhat similar to Pasfil walked up the stairs in the middle of the villa and spoke to Pasfil.

road.

Pasfil raised his head and glanced at the blond middle-aged man on the stairs. His face was still indifferent and he did not respond. He just nodded back towards Ur and said: "I want to go up, Jangelson, you take Ur

Take a break."

"Okay, Master!"

Jungerson bowed slightly to show his understanding.

Seeing this, Pasfil nodded again to Ur, and then walked towards the second floor. As the two of them walked into a room on the second floor, everyone in the hall fell silent for a short period, and then quickly resumed their silence.

It became what it was like at the beginning.

Just like when Ur had just entered, it was full of laughter and laughter, but there was no emotion at all.

"Please follow me, Lord Ur!"

Jengelsen placed his right hand on his chest and bent slightly, as if he was accustomed to the mechanical scene in front of him.

"Um!"

Ur nodded slightly and followed Jangelson into the villa.

When Ur walked in, dozens of pairs of eyes immediately came over at the same time and looked at Ur's body carefully.

Ur didn't care.

When he was just outside the door, Ur had already roughly figured out the situation inside. There were quite a few magicians inside, and their strength was almost the same. Almost every one of them had no less than "S

The level of magic power of "super wizards", even the strongest among them, is almost comparable to that of Andrew and Gloria.

Not only that.

Among these magicians, Ur even sensed the aura of the "Dragon Slayer".

At that time, Ur also saw it.

Obviously, these magicians were specially invited by Pasfil's "brothers and sisters" to help deal with the blood dragon. Of course, if Pasfil is willing to give them some shares in the "magic wine" industry, then

These magicians will obviously work harder.

"Your Excellency Ur, please rest here for the time being. Early tomorrow morning, we will go to conquer the dragon."

Jengerson apparently understood Ur's temper and found a quiet room on the first floor for Ur to rest.

"Good work!"

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Just after Ur was arranged to rest by Jangelsen.

Second floor of the villa.

After Pasfil and the blond middle-aged man entered the room, they sat opposite each other and were silent for nearly three minutes. Neither of them spoke a word first.

"If nothing happens, I'll go and rest first!"

Finally, Pasfil took the lead and broke the silence.

"Is that... the helper you found just now?" Seeing that Pasfil really stood up and wanted to leave, the blond middle-aged man slowly said.

"Any questions?"

Hearing Pasfil's cold tone, the blond middle-aged man was silent for a while and said: "The strength of a giant dragon that has survived from ancient times is extraordinary. It is far beyond the ability of one or two people to deal with it. Even "Alonso"

After I went in, I never came out again..."

"Ha! So what you mean is that you want me to throw away part of the shares of the "Magic Wine" industry?" Pasfil looked at the blond middle-aged man in front of him, and a sneer slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"No matter what, they are your relatives after all. It may not be a bad thing if you ask them to help." The blond middle-aged man said slowly without changing his expression.

"Fellow? Don't you think it's ridiculous to tell me this at this time? When you married that mistress and kicked my mother out of the house in order to compete for the family's property, causing him to die in an accident on the road, why didn't you think about it?

Have you ever thought about the word "family"? When I was abused and bullied by that vicious woman when I was a child, you knew it but ignored me. At that time, did you ever think about the word "family"?"

Pasfil's eyes turned slightly red, and he spoke in a rather heartbreaking tone.

Hearing this, the blond middle-aged man frowned slightly and said angrily: "Aurora is your stepmother after all? And no matter what you say, I am still your father after all. Are you talking to me like this?"

Pasfil looked at the blond middle-aged man in front of him with a sarcastic look in his eyes, and said, "Sorry, I am the head of the Daoli family now. I can speak however I want."

"What? Doesn't it feel ironic? What I have been fighting for all my life is finally obtained by the son I least want."

"Now I am the only one in the whole family who can help you solve the "Blood Dragon" problem. Aren't you afraid of losing my help when you talk to me like this?" It seems to have touched the sore spot of the blond middle-aged man.

His eyes darkened slightly and he said.

"Sorry, I really don't need it!"
Chapter completed!