Sol's home occupies a large area. It is a half-castle, half-garden style building. Across the street is the Magic Guild of the Mayo Empire, with the back of Mount San Blancico, which is under the palace.
San Blanco Mountain is named after Blanco, the human leader thousands of years ago. At that time, Blanco led 30,000 people to fight against the demons here. They fought hard for a whole month. They all died here and no one surrendered. , and no one escaped.
An Fei looked up at San Blancico Mountain and heard from Saul that after the founding of the Mayo Empire, the palace was built on San Blancico Mountain. After hundreds of years of construction, the mountain has almost been hollowed out. . The current palace has thousands of large and small rooms, some outside and inside, and even facilities such as museums and libraries.
Many magic arrays were built in the palace, one almost every three floors, leading directly to the depths of the ground. This was a passage for the royal family members to escape after the enemy mage successfully released a large forbidden spell. Although the success rate of a great magician sneaking into the enemy's capital and releasing a large forbidden spell is very low, it is not impossible. Similar things have happened in history, so precautions must be taken.
It turns out...people in this world also live under the shadow of the 'nuclear bomb'! An Fei sighed in his heart.
"Is father back? Is father really back?" Suddenly, a series of crisp sounds like orioles sounded from the front.
"Niya!" A cheerful smile appeared on Sol's face.
Following the cheers, a figure jumped out from the front, took three steps and two steps at a time, and threw himself into Thor's arms.
At this time, An Fei's eyes turned from San Blanco Mountain to the person who came. The other person's face could not be seen, but she had blond hair like Sol. In An Fei's impression, blond girls have mostly blond hair. It was curly, but this woman's hair was smooth and long, draping down her back like golden satin.
The old butler with a smile on his face walked out from the front. He was the one who took the lead in telling Niya the good news.
"Niya, he is your Uncle Ernest." Saul introduced.
"Hello, Uncle Ernest." Niya said politely.
"This is An Fei, my new student. From now on, he wants us all to live together."
"Hello." Niya turned her eyes to An Fei.
"Hello... Miss Niya," An Fei stammered: "This is... this is a gift I gave you. I hope you like it." Only then did An Fei discover that Niya's eyes were also inherited. Since Sol's light blue eyes are very smart, coupled with the tall and straight bridge of the nose, and the thin, sexy lips, Sol did not exaggerate, Niya is indeed a heart-warming beauty.
"Thank you." Niya took the magic bracelet. With a slight movement of her fair and smooth hands, the magic bracelet disappeared. It must have been received in the space ring.
An Fei has been paying attention to Niya's expression. He knows what kind of gift the magic bracelet is. There is no contempt in Niya's eyes, and of course, there is no joy. It stands to reason that a young lady from an aristocratic family like Niya would look down upon such a gift, but Niya's performance exceeded An Fei's expectations to some extent. Not bad, this Niya is a very educated woman.
"Niya, you take the guests around for a while. I want to go to the palace to see His Majesty first and will be back soon."
"Are you leaving again?" Niya shook her head and said, "No..."
"Be obedient." Sol whispered something in Niya's ear. Niya's eyes brightened and she looked at Ernest unblinkingly.
Seeing that he had successfully diverted Niya's attention, Sol smiled proudly, then used his levitation technique, rose into the air, and flew straight towards San Blanco Mountain.
An Fei's eyes fell on Niya's waist, where a long sword hung. It was hard to tell whether the blade was sharp or not, but the hilt was very simple and not inlaid with any ornaments that would please girls. There are many ways to judge a person's personality. Eyes, living environment, living habits, and even the accessories worn daily can provide certain information. Being willing to wear such a long sword at least shows that Niya is not a frivolous girl. Wait...a long sword? Could this Niya be a swordsman? No wonder! No wonder Thor always says that no one can inherit his magic knowledge. It turns out that his daughter is actually a swordsman!
An Fei smiled in his eyes and looked at Ernest. People with a sharp mind and sensitivity like An Fei were rare. Ernest didn't understand why the girl was staring at him with such strange eyes. He looked at himself, but his expression was still so calm, without any change.
"Uncle Ernest, would you like to take a rest first, or come with me to look around?" Niya said in a very respectful tone.
"Whatever." Ernest said calmly.
This stumped Niya. What does it mean to be casual? She had to look at An Fei: "Hello, An..."
"An Fei." An Fei reminded him kindly.
"An Fei, do you want to take a rest first, or come with me to look around?"
"casual."
"You..." Niya couldn't help but glare at An Fei. She didn't dare to be rude to her father's friends, but it was another matter to her father's students. Not to mention that this guy's magic wave was pitifully weak, even if Those two guys who have become junior magisters must be honest in front of him! She is the apple of the eye of the great magician Thor, who dares to displease her!
"Master An Fei, you'd better go around the house with the lady and get familiar with it." The old housekeeper quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.
"Okay." An Fei nodded happily.
"Hmph!" Niya made an inaudible hum. When she turned around to look at Ernest, the expression on her face had turned into a flattering smile: "Uncle Ernest, you too come together."
"Yeah." Ernest was still so indifferent.
In fact, this is just Ernest's appearance. In front of people he doesn't know, Ernest always puts on a cold look, but in front of people he is very familiar with, he talks incredibly much. An Fei has seen Ernest and Saul contradict each other many times, and he even has experience as a referee.
"Uncle Ernest, go this way." Niya happily acted as a guide.
The group of four people divided into two groups. Ernest followed Niya, while An Fei deliberately lagged a few steps behind, walking side by side with the old housekeeper, and asking various questions intentionally or unintentionally.
While An Fei was talking to the old housekeeper, he paid attention to the previous conversation. After listening for a while, he fell a few steps behind and distanced himself.
Maybe it’s because of worship, but Niya’s words are not ordinary!
"Uncle Ernest, does your sword have a name?"
"No."
"Can I take a look?"
"no."
"Uncle Ernest, my father said that you are the most outstanding great swordsman and the most promising person in the world to become a sword master. I have admired you since I was a child. Can you...can you teach me some sword skills?" Ernest's The indifference did not make the enthusiastic Niya retreat, but she put forward her wish very straightforwardly.
"You...haven't you heard the rumors about me?"
"I've heard of it."
"Then you still want to learn swordsmanship from me?"
"You are referring to... those things, right? Hee hee, Uncle Ernest, my father said that things you see with your eyes may not be true, and you should not believe things you hear easily! But I believe you, father. His friend, so I also believe in you! I was arguing with my friends a few days ago. I said that since you dare to go to the Alison Empire to duel with Jerofick, then you will never engage in conspiracy. I am sure It was Jerofik who was afraid of you and deliberately framed you, he is the real coward!"
"..." Ernest fell silent.
"Uncle Ernest, can I take a look at your sword?" The talkative girl changed the subject again.
"My sword is nothing to look at." Ernest's tone softened obviously.
"Just take a look!" The talkative girl started to act coquettishly when she hit the snake with the stick.
"..." Ernest pulled out his sword helplessly.
"Uncle Ernest, your sword is too ordinary, not worthy of your status at all!" The talkative girl's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe her own eyes.
"A sword is just a sword," Ernest said calmly. There are some truths that cannot be explained. At least there is no way to explain them to this girl. He will never be able to break through to the realm of a great swordsman by relying on foreign objects!
"Uncle Ernest, take a look at my sword!" The talkative girl pulled out her long sword with her backhand and choked. A soft whistle like tearing was heard in the air, and the sword's light was like water. Strong magic waves emitted from the sword's edge. It turned out to be a magic sword!
"What a sword!"
"Uncle Ernest, this is for you!" The talkative girl was very generous.
"Huh? I don't need it."
"You're welcome, Uncle Ernest, it's all from my heart."
"I... really don't need it."
"Uncle Ernest, my father said, let me treat you like my uncle. This is your home, you're welcome!" The talkative girl looked very tenacious.
"But...I really don't need it."
"Uncle Ernest, it will make me sad if you do this!"
"I really…"
"I will cry!" The talkative girl bit her lip.
"I..." Ernest's head grew twice as big as his head. If he had been with another person, he could have walked away, but the girl in front of him was the apple of his eye. She had an innocent and romantic personality, and she believed that he was European. Nestor's personality, he even argued with his friends about this. Ernest didn't want to make Niya sad, but...he really didn't need this magic sword!
"Okay, I'll take it." Ernest took the magic sword.
"Hehe." The talkative girl burst into tears and smiled: "Uncle Ernest, can you teach me swordsmanship?" It turns out that the magic sword was a gift from the apprentice... I just made the request in the blink of an eye, is it too much? A person should always be a little dignified and profound, right
"Okay." Ernest nodded helplessly.
"Uncle Ernest"
"Uncle Ernest..."