Luka regretted it for a long time in his heart. He never thought that he would meet an opponent whose age was very different from his own. He would be a character that even his own father was afraid of. Thinking about it, the probability of such a thing was extremely low, but he still managed to do it.

Let yourself encounter it.

Bang bang!!

Sidru and Haas grimaced, and slapped Luka on the face one after another. The handsome face was swollen to the point of being no different from a ball, and Luka was also drooping, full of malaise.

Motica stood aside, her eyes almost falling to the ground, and she looked at the smiling Grant in shock. She couldn't believe that Grant had such a big background that the people behind Master Luka could slap him in the mouth. Such a background

How big is it?

More importantly, how could his cousin know such a person? For a moment, he doubted whether the other person was his cousin's friend. But when he thought about it carefully, there was no connection. The other party didn't have to do this. The difference between the two was not even a tiny bit.

"How's it going? Monica, do you feel better now?"

"Yeah." Monica nodded unnaturally, not having woken up from the shock just now. She couldn't figure it out or why Grant was so awesome that he even dared to beat the mayor's son.

"In that case, let them get out of here first." Grant waved his hand and looked at him. Sidru and Haas, who were standing there and slapped each other, signaled. The two nodded in agreement, put away their slaps, and then helped

Luka got up, feeling sore and weak, and ran away in the direction of the carriage. As for Rico and his companions behind him, their legs were so frightened that they fell to the ground. A thick liquid slowly flowed out from between the legs, as if they were dying.

He crawled over quickly like a struggling wretch and begged Grant for mercy.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we don't know your true face, please don't take your anger out on us. We just obey others."

They cried bitterly, their faces were pale, and they looked frightened.

Rico knew very well that the other party was able to let Sidru fight Luka with his own hands. He must have a very deep background. Even the son of a noble viscount like Luka became like that. Ordinary soldiers like them would probably face death. Thinking of it

They might die, and Rico and his companions felt deep fear and despair.

"Get out!" Grant didn't bother to pay attention to the two people in front of him, and kicked forward. The two of them rolled directly towards the carriage like somersaults. It wasn't until they stopped that the two of them knelt down to Grant and ran to the carriage.

.

"You are so violent."

"Otherwise they wouldn't be afraid, and if it were me in the past, I would have..." Grant subconsciously said how he handled this kind of thing in the past. But seeing Monica like that, he swallowed his words and did not finish the sentence.

come out.

Some things don't need to be said so carefully, otherwise it wouldn't be fun.

"I'm very grateful to you. Really, let's go, Mr. Grant. There are a lot of desserts in the room. You can try each one a few times, and then I will make it for you slowly."

"That's what you said, so I have to go there to eat slowly." Grant smiled, not at all like a young man who had gone through a battle.

"kindness."

The two of them walked back into the room. They were talking and laughing along the way. The atmosphere was very harmonious.

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A mountain road on the border is full of lush dark green forests, and a few bushes of bushes can be seen in the distance. Several squirrels flashing in the dark kept running forward.

There is a trace of frequent rolling in the grass, forming a shallow dirt road, and the two wheel marks can be clearly seen.

Squeak! Squeak!

A convoy of several carriages was driving forward slowly, and there were some giant wolves along the road. The giant tiger noticed it, but when he felt the terrible fluctuations in the carriage, fear filled his heart, and he immediately did not dare to pay any intentional attention.

The carriage was silver-white, with a scorpion pattern printed on the side of the carriage. It was the motorcade of Owen and his entourage.

The carriage was jolting, inside.

Owen sat on the side and closed his eyes to sleep. Opposite him were Ivy and Heidein.

Haidein sat in the car window, holding her chin and looking out at the lush forest landscape. She couldn't help but feel sad in her heart. She never thought that the day when she and Ivy were preparing to get married would come so soon. After thinking about it, her whole body became extremely excited.

It was as if a warm liquid was circulating in the body for a while.

"Is this a dream? No, it's not like that at all, it feels very plain." Heidein murmured, his eyes becoming more pure and natural along with the natural landscape.

Half an hour later, Owen, who had been dozing, opened his eyes and said slowly: "Listening to the sound, we have arrived not far from the border of Nittel Town. I believe we will arrive in the town after a while. Because this is the first time.

Go there, so be respectful."

"Yes, I understand." Heidein put his hands on his chest to express his understanding. As long as his mind is not too confused, he will naturally know who the real meaning of Owen's words refers to. First of all, it can't be Ivy, and it can't be anymore.

It's him, and naturally he is the only one.

The town of Nitelke is a very old town. It has always been thought that it is controlled by the Sicilian family and has never changed. At the same time, this family will separate a tribe from time to time and let them control other towns. After the cycle continues, currently

Combined with the power behind the scenes and the power on the surface, it is no longer inferior to ordinary city-level families.

It's just that compared to urban families, Sicilian families don't use that kind of power when they don't encounter major decisions.

The ancient town is dotted with neat stone houses and wooden buildings, which combine to form strange architectural wonders.

The height of the building is structured from the outside to the inside. As you go inside, the material, shape and height of the building become better and better. For example, the tallest tower in the middle is the headquarters of the Sicilian family.

The tower is surrounded by eight manors, which represents the supreme power of the family and is also where they live.

There are several artificial rivers in the northwest and southeast of the town, leading to important residential areas throughout the town.

Five miles outside the town, a motorcade drove past on the roadside.

Sitting in the vehicle, Heidein could see that both sides had turned into large areas of farmland and pastures, with farmhouses and wooden windmills slowly rotating. It was a peaceful and peaceful scene.

They kept going until they came to the bottom of the town.

Heidein saw a doorway made of light bluestone bricks. Standing there were more than a dozen young nobles wearing luxurious attire, with blond hair and elegant manners.

They saw the motorcade from a distance and greeted them warmly.

"Hey, brother Owen, you haven't come back to see us for a long time."

"It's been several years since I saw niece Ivy, how is it?"

"I heard that I have brought a son-in-law back so that us elders can see what he looks like."

They greeted each other warmly, with envy in their eyes.

Owen got off the carriage. His eyes were indifferent and he did not show too much excitement. He just smiled briefly. He walked aside and whispered in Heidein's ear: "Don't pay too much attention to those people. These are people who have no hope of climbing to a higher level in their lives."

He is a compatriot of high status, so I just need to give him some face. I told my father that you should come with me to meet him now."

"I understand." Hydein looked confused. Instinctively, he resisted such cumbersome etiquette, but to be honest, he didn't have Grant's extraordinary ability, so he could only obey the rules.

He also knew that Grant was the one who helped this time. Without his help, he would never be able to be with Ivy.

They walked forward. Heidein did not speak, and everything was left to Owen to speak.

"Haha, long time no see you guys."

"Sorry, I have something urgent to do now. I'll take Heidein to see my father first, and we'll talk about it later."

Owen said a few perfunctory words and left the city gate with Heidein and Ivy.

Wait until they have left for a while.

The eyes of those nobles showed disdain and disgust, and they all cursed:

"Bah, what kind of person is Owen? He has a little bit of ability and can pull him off like nothing. Do you really think that with that little bit of ability, he is so powerful that others won't dare to attack him?"

"Yes, yes, isn't he just the mayor of a local town? He thinks he is the patriarch of the family."

"Sooner or later he will have an unlucky day, and we will laugh at him together. Who made him look down on us so much? He really thought we would stay like this for the rest of our lives."

"Don't talk about him, it's too disappointing. Since people ignore us, we'd better go to an entertainment store in the north. It's best to hear some interesting things."

"Let's go, let's go there as soon as we get there."

After a few brief chats, a group of young nobles got out of their unhappy atmosphere with Owen and walked to the front of the town.

Haidein followed and walked forward. Along the way, he saw that the shops on both sides were crowded with customers, and even the ground was filled with stalls. They only used white leather cloth as a blanket and put some random things on it to start selling.

"It's been a long time since I've been here, Heidein. After we visit Grandpa later, we'll come here to have some fun." Ivy ran to Heidein excitedly, stepped forward and held Heidein's arms with her slender arms, and said affectionately.

Her plump and soft breasts kept rubbing against Heidein's arms, which naturally caused a physiological reaction.

Ivy's face turned red and she secretly cursed "slutty".

Irving ignored this indiscriminate flirting until he came to the manor closest to the tower in the Guler neighborhood.

Heidein stood in front of the tower, looking at the gray-white spire that was more than ten meters high. He couldn't help but look up with shocked eyes.

Owen was also a little proud, and said with a chuckle: "This is the alchemy tower that my father used to study things. Only top-level intermediate alchemists can use such things. It's a pity that my father is a bit old. If he had been as young as he was when he was young,

With the strength we have, we can definitely get a city-level place.”

Heidein also knew that Owen was boasting, so he smiled slightly without criticizing it. He nodded with a slight smile and followed him into the manor with Ivy.

The decoration and location of the manor are more than ten times larger than Heidein's own manor. The green plant sculptures and various grass fields, stones, fountains, etc. along the way are very luxurious. Thinking about it, I just feel that one is the world and the other is

It's underground.

"You are back, haha, this is Heidein, I heard Owen talking about you." An old voice came.

Heidein was attracted by the sound, turned his head and noticed that at some point, an old man in a wheelchair appeared in front of him.

The old man has white hair and eyebrows. Although he looks sixty or seventy years old, his eyes are bright and energetic, as if he is in his prime. He has a snow-white beard on his chin and shows a kind smile.

He slid over slowly in a wheelchair.

When Owen saw the old man, he immediately bowed respectfully and called out: "Hello, father."

Ivy also stood aside and was extremely deferential. Maybe she was dissatisfied with Owen, but Ivy truly admired her grandfather. It was he who founded the great Sicilian family.

Haidein was shocked. He never thought that the old man in front of him would be a mayor, let alone the head of a clan. He gave himself the impression that he was just a very ordinary disabled old man. This kind of man could ascend to the position of mayor.

Huh? Heidein doesn’t understand.

But he still saluted respectfully: "Hello, grandpa."

"Haha, you juniors are playing around, I am not a senior who has nothing to do with you. Owen, come here, I have something to tell you in detail."

"I understand." Owen lowered his eyebrows and nodded with a smile. Then he asked Ivy to take Heidein to look around the manor and introduce the layout and some forbidden areas.

They walked forward slowly until there was a semicircular fountain in front of them, made entirely of gray and white stone bricks. Inside was a sculpture that looked like an ordinary child, holding a white water bottle in his hand, and a clear stream gurgling out.

The old man sat there, squinting his eyes, and said with a smile: "Owen, it has been twenty-six years since you left the family. You have now mastered most of Smokescreen Town. You are amazing."

"These are really insignificant compared to my father. I am still a failure, but I will try my best to completely control Smokescreen Town and make it a ruling building under our family."

"Well, what do you know about the guy named Heidein? Are you sure his friends have late-intermediate alchemists, and there are five of them?"

"I can confirm, and their relationship is very good. This matter is also actively recommended by friends in Heidein. As long as I can get their help, there will be no problem in controlling a small town easily."

"If you can be sure that this matter is not too difficult, then you can go ahead and do it boldly. Ivy is your own biological daughter. You can deal with it how you want. I won't interfere, but you'd better

Give me some results."

Owen's heart was awe-inspiring, his face was more solemn than ever before, and he said cautiously: "Father, don't worry, we will definitely succeed."

"Then I'm waiting for your good news." The old man turned around and smiled. It seemed to be a kind smile, but until he finished speaking, it looked extremely eerie and terrifying.

To the old man, all relatives are just pawns. As long as they achieve their own goals, nothing else matters.
Chapter completed!