Chapter 4 Be a happy water pipe in the ocean of knowledge
Adrian got a positive answer from Vicky. The original Adrian's father, Aragund, went to inspect the mainland highway for two weeks. Adrian breathed a sigh of relief. In the original memory,
This father, who is at the pinnacle of legend, is a silent and serious man with keen observation.
Now Adrian is not sure whether his soul from another world can still show no flaws in front of such an outstanding master even after completely devouring and digesting the memory of his original body.
Now that he has had two weeks of adaptation and buffering period, Adrian is confident that no one can know what kind of earth-shaking changes have occurred in the soul world under the unchanged appearance.
Adrian, who breathed a sigh of relief, stood up after Vicki put on his boots, "as usual", tightening his waist and abdomen, straightening his back, straightening his chest, tightening his neck, leaning his shoulders back slightly, and chin
He drew his neck slightly inward and walked out of the door with his usual "proud, solemn and humble" demeanor, walking towards the restaurant through the extremely unfamiliar but extremely familiar corridor.
Vicki didn't act out of the ordinary. She was a little behind Adrian as usual. She followed Adrian and chattered some gossip, while Adrian occasionally showed a faint smile.
Smiling, for Vicki, is a great compliment.
But soon, Vicki put away her lively and excited look. She took two steps, one step ahead of Adrian, and turned slightly sideways to face Adrian, but her steps were not messy at all, and her face and demeanor became that of a noble family.
The "solemn and calm" look of the maid guided Adrian's way.
Adrian knew that whenever Vicki looked like this, it meant that the restaurant was about to arrive. While keeping his posture and gait unchanged, he nervously checked his status without leaving a trace, and at the same time held a breath in his heart.
The next breakfast is the watershed that determines whether he will start with a collapse or a terminal end in the other world.
Adrian walked to the door of the restaurant with an elegant gait. Before opening the door, he heard the conversation inside. First, a young man's voice said:
"Mom, if Adrian is really unwilling to go to the fiefdom, I will propose to the family council of elders that I shelter Adrian, and I will pay the annual asylum tax for him. Don't be sad, Mom, I can do it
Arrived."
Adrian recognized that the voice came from his original eldest brother Traversi. Adrian could hear the firmness and sincerity in the tone of this brother who was 150 years older than Adrian, just like
She has been protecting "him" since she was a child. To be honest, at this moment, even though her soul has been changed, Adrian may be affected by the original body, and there is a surge of emotion in his heart.
You must know that the so-called asylum tax is specially set up for those "elves who have reached the elite level and are unable to shoulder the responsibility of 'guarding and herding the forest'" without going to the fief and relying on the protection of blood relatives. This amount is
The asylum tax is not a small amount. It is calculated based on the area of the fiefdom. It is as high as one to two magic crystals per square kilometer. It has to be paid at least tens of thousands. One or two years is okay, but with the long life of elves,
To put it bluntly, this is simply a wound on a vein that will never heal.
Adrian hesitated with his hand pushing the door open. He paused at the door. After a second or two, he finally plucked up the courage to push open the restaurant door again and walked straight inside. He made a cynical look as he walked towards the dining table.
He said in a dandy manner:
"I heard that someone has to pay asylum tax for me? Is it you, my stupid and old-fashioned brother Travisi. But you may know the person I was yesterday, but what I want to say is that you have nothing to do with the person I am today.
As you know, today I have decided to bring my family back to the future Holy Spirit Adrian of the Great Elder Clan, and ask you to pay a high and stupid asylum tax for me? Are you kidding me?"
Adrian started with a long and venomous rant. When he walked to the dining table, he stopped spraying venom and turned to Isabella, who was sitting at the end of the long dining table, stroking her chest and saluting:
"Good morning, my mother, did my stupid and old-fashioned brother Travis praise your unique beauty and elegance today? I guess not, it doesn't matter, forgive her, you know he has always been so boring and elegant.
He is dull, just like my father who is also serious and old-fashioned."
Then without waiting for Isabella to answer, Adrian turned around again and looked at Traversi, who was sitting on the right side of the end of the long dining table, raised his chin frivolously, and said hello:
"Good morning, my stupid, old-fashioned and slightly touching brother Travisi, is today your birthday?"
Facing Adrian's frivolous greeting, Travisi stood up from his chair seriously, nodded to Adrian, and said:
"Good morning, my brother Adrian. Unfortunately, today is not my birthday, so you still don't have honey cake to eat."
But Isabella worriedly lectured: "Sit down, Adrian, put away your frivolous and dissolute look. You should at least say thank you to Traversi. Not all high-ranking elves have the courage to take this responsibility."
Asylum tax…”
Before Isabella finished her lesson, Adrian interrupted in a gentle tone:
"Mom, no one will bear the asylum tax for me. Your son, the 'excellent and outstanding' Adrian just vowed last night to become an outstanding young man who will bring the family back to the Great Elder Clan. I have decided
You have to go to the fief to hone yourself, so Traversi's protection is no longer needed."
At this time, Vicki went beyond the limit and spoke up to help: "Yes, ma'am, I can prove that Master Adrian has decided to go to the family's large library to learn new knowledge every day before he sets foot on the footsteps of the Holy Spirit again.
"
Isabella did not blame Vicky, who seemed unstable because of overstepping her bounds. She was in extremely complicated mood at this time. On the one hand, she was happy that Travisi did not have to bear the high asylum tax, and on the other hand, Adrian finally had a wife.
On the other hand, Adrian is really worried because he is about to face a wild forest that has been uninhabited for hundreds or even thousands of years.
Even though Isabella had 557 years of experience, she didn't know what to say for a while, but Traversi was the first to persuade her:
"Aidan, you have really decided, or you should believe me, I can protect you. After all, I am the eldest son of the family, and this is one of my responsibilities."
"Yes, Aidan, although I am happy that you have finally grown up, but maybe we should trust your brother..."
Adrian showed Isabella a gentle and sincere smile that was rare on his face, and then sat next to Travis, which was the second chair on the right side of the long dining table.
on, saying:
"Mom, I don't want to accept Traversi's protection. It's better to let Traversi shoot an arrow in my throat." Then Adrian turned to Traversi and said:
"Travisi, can you shoot an arrow at my throat? I don't think you can, right? Regardless of whether you believe it now or not, I will soon surpass you, and you don't want to be left too far behind by me.
Start working harder today.”
"But it is desolate and inhabited after all..." Travisi wanted to say something more, but Adrian turned his head and interrupted him, leaving him unable to say the rest of his words.
Adrian turned to look at Isabella, and his expression changed instantly, from a look of disdain for Travisi to a look of flattery and begging:
"Mom, can you start breakfast? I'm so hungry that I can eat a whole one-horned white cow."
…
In the end, the breakfast for only three people ended in a strange atmosphere. Isabella was extremely conflicted, and Traversi hesitated several times. Only Adrian ate happily. Splendi World
The rich vitality of heaven and earth creates countless wonderful lives, the best of which are also known as the ingredients of the high-ranking elves who rule Glenson Tower. Coupled with the exquisite skills of the excellent halfling chefs in Aragund's family, Adrian dares to
Guaranteed, this is definitely the best food he has ever eaten in his "more than 20 years" life. Even though he comes from China, a foodie dynasty, and his craftsmanship is different, the ingredients really cannot be compared.
Adrian ate his fill like a storm, then stood up and left the table. He first touched Isabella's chest and saluted again, then turned to Traversi, raised his chin, and said:
"I've eaten, mom, and my stupid and old-fashioned brother Traversi, you can enjoy it slowly. I have decided to spend today or the rest of the day in the Foehn Library and will not come back for lunch, but
Vicki will be back to pick up my meal, um, if that's okay, I'd like to have rainbow pepper sauce beef ribs for lunch with fresh emerald asparagus, white bread and golden pumpkin pie, um, and creamy mushrooms
The soup is ready, that’s it, I’m going to leave first, I wish you a good appetite.”
Then without waiting for Isabella and Travisi to speak, he greeted Vicki and left the restaurant. Vicky saluted apologetically to Isabella and Travisi, and then followed closely.
Adrian's footsteps.
Judging from the way she skillfully expressed her apology, Adrien must have done such rude things before.
No one noticed that when Adrian turned around, there was a look of relief on his face. At that moment, even the high-ranking elf noble could hardly maintain his demeanor.
…
Adrian took Vicky with him and rode on the family's harpy eagle. He wanted to go to the Foehn Library to swim in the ocean of knowledge. This statement was really not an excuse. He was really planning to go there and swim in the ocean of knowledge.
Be a happy water pipe in the ocean.
Not to mention that the system needs to accumulate knowledge, but that Adrian is also eager to have a certain understanding of this Splendi world. Although the original person is close to a hundred years old, he is actually just an elf boy with an immature mind.
Learning knowledge is not systematic.
Adrian nodded to Vicki behind him, and Vicki nodded in response. Then Adrian gently scratched the fine and dense feathers around the horn of the horned eagle, and the horned eagle named Courage
With a loud roar, Adrian and Vicky rose into the sky and flew higher to the Nibelung roots of the World Tree.