Port City.
It was still the old streets, the slow and heavy carriage wheels, and the lingering slackness in the air. Compared with the new city established in the east and west, the capital of Shaman Lille is like an old man entering his old age. While leisurely, it is difficult to conceal the atmosphere of decay and exhaustion.
The Bassett family's carriage was waiting outside the magic circle.
Serving as the temporary coachman is the housekeeper Bob. Before retiring, he had made a lot of great contributions on the battlefield. Dilling remembered that his father had said that if he hadn't been blind in one eye, he might have become a general by now. That's a 1 in 100,000 chance. But he is also very competent as a housekeeper. He just asked the Magic Guild to bring a message, and he arranged everything properly.
When Bob saw Dilling and Hydein coming out, Fang Zheng's face suddenly showed a gentle smile.
"Master. Welcome home." He himself jumped out of the carriage and opened the door.
Dilling stepped forward and hugged him lightly, and said happily, "Uncle Bob."
Bob patted him on the shoulder and turned his attention to Hydein, "This must be the Tajlis mentor mentioned by Master Dilling in the letter." Although he has been a housekeeper for nearly ten years, he still does not get infected The flattery used by the nobles, the speech is still concise and straightforward.
Heidein nodded, "Hello."
Di Lin was slightly surprised, it was rare to see him so kind and cheerful.
Of course, Bob didn't think too much about it. After inviting them into the car, he immediately drove the carriage back to the Basseko Residence.
As the first duke of the empire, the size of Basseko's residence is second only to the palace, occupying a full half of the street.
The carriage crossed the wide lawn and then crossed a plank bridge before coming to a stop.
Hydein got off the carriage and looked up at the majestic building of the St. Pades Library.
Dilling asked Bob, who had handed the carriage to the other servants, "Where's my father?"
Bob said: "The Duke is discussing government affairs with His Majesty the Emperor in the palace, and he may not be back until evening."
Dilling agreed, his eyes hard to hide his disappointment.
Hyde raised an eyebrow. No matter how precocious he is, he is just a teenager who needs care and concern, and he always hopes to see his relatives greet him when he returns home.
Bob said: "Master, please come in. Your room is cleaned every day, and nothing in it has been touched. The guest room of Instructor Tajilis is downstairs from your room."
Dilling said, "Is there anything in that matter?"
Hydein knew that he was referring to the matter of looking for Vincent, and immediately stared sideways at Bob.
Bob said: "There are 360 Vincent Lin in the territory of Shaman Lille. Except for the 113 who died and the 236 who were not of the same age, there are still 11 left. The duke Officials from all over the world have been asked to pay attention, and there will be news soon.”
Heidein said: "He is very good at disguising."
Bob said confidently: "Tajlis, please rest assured, the enemy on the battlefield is also very good at camouflage, but they will always be exposed to the bayonet naked in the end."
Dilling remembered one thing, "Has Princess Joni returned to the palace?"
"She has returned to the palace. According to the Duke, she may marry the Carter family." Bob said.
"Carter?" Dilling sighed. I don't know if it's for the princess, or justin who can never show his heart in the sun.
While walking, Dilling quickly walked to the door of Hydein's room.
Bob opened the door himself. Dilling noticed that although the layout of the room was similar to his own, the layout was completely different. My own room is full of youthful sunshine, but this one is simple and heavy.
"All the furniture here is hand-picked by the Duke," said Bob.
Dilling said unexpectedly, "Father?" He didn't know that his father still had such time.
Bob looked at Heidein and said with a deep meaning: "The Duke said that this is a piece of his heart for Aiko's mentor, thank you for your careful teaching."
Hyde was noncommittal, "Thanks for his kindness."
Send Hydein into the room, and Bob and Dilling go to his room again.
Bob softened his attitude and said gently, "Is everything okay in the academy?"
Di Lin's eyes narrowed, and a water polo appeared in front of the two of them, "Very good."
Bob said in surprise, "You can use magic without spells and gestures?"
Dilling reluctantly said: "The instructor forbids me to learn any gestures and magic."
Although Bob does not know magic, he is a person who knows goods. He immediately said with emotion: "You have a great mentor." He secretly made up his mind that he must use the best things for the few days he stayed in Hydein. entertain him.
Dilling said: "I hope to find Vincent as soon as possible." He knew that this was what Hyde was most concerned about at the moment.
"Don't worry, as long as there is such a person in Shaman Lille, you will be able to find it." Bob said firmly.
Andrei Basseko came back in the middle of the night.
Dilling was sound asleep in the study.
Andre opened the door for a while, then turned to look at Bob.
Bob said, "Master insists on waiting for your return."
Andre nodded, "Go get some supper."
Bob led the way.
Andre came in, took off his coat and put it over him.
Dilling moved, opened his eyes, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he stood up, his body stretched straight. "Father!"
"I woke you up." Andrei was slightly regretful.
Dilling blamed himself: "I wasn't vigilant enough."
Andre smiled and said, "I used to ask you to be a warrior, but now that you are a magician, you can lower your requirements appropriately."
Di Lin looked down at the outside, and said in silence for a while, "Can't you be a warrior if you are a magician?"
Andre was taken aback by his question, "Why do you ask that?"
Di Lin thought for a while, and answered honestly, "The instructor is not happy that I use swordsmanship."
"Oh?"
"He's also not happy that I command the army."
"Command the army?" Andre looked puzzled. He didn't know when St. Pardes had an army, and even if St. Pardes had an army, it shouldn't be commanded by his own son.
Dilling briefly recounts the St. Pardes-Saint-Sauvé game.
Andre said suddenly: "I think he wants you to devote all your energy to magic. This is like swimming and rowing across a river, but if you want to learn to swim well, you must first Get rid of the rowing method, otherwise it will be difficult to concentrate.”
Dilling frowned.
Andre's face heated up, "My example is not good. Cough, but you know, that's probably what it means."
"There are also two ways to defeat the enemy, swordsmanship and magic. But the instructor wants me to use magic because I hope that thinking with magic will become my first choice and inertia?" Dilling said.
Andre nodded and said, "That's what it means."
Dilling said: "But I still think I did nothing wrong."
"I think your mentor knows that too."
Dilling was suspicious, "Really?"
"So he didn't accuse you." Andre paused, "Although I could tell from your tone that he wasn't very happy."
"Why do I think your father knows him well?" Dilling was surprised. He has been in contact with Hyde for so long, and he is often puzzled by his behavior, but Andre can always understand his intentions just right.
Andrei smiled narrowly: "Maybe this is the difference between men and boys."
Bob brought up two bowls of chicken salad.
Andre and Dilling sat on the sofa eating and chatting.
Dilling speaks vividly and methodically about his experience in St. Pardes. When it came to Ciro and Princess Joni, Andre asked a few more questions. Dilling explained one by one. But he didn't interact much with them in the academy, so he couldn't offer much.
When he saw Andre sigh, he couldn't help being curious.
Andre said: "Ciro's succession as the crown prince is a foregone conclusion. I heard that his skills and courage are much higher than the original crown prince, and he is on good terms with Hayden Nafist, and he will definitely adopt an iron-fisted style in the future. rule the country."
"Hayden Nafister?"
"The Marshal of the new generation of the Chopping Empire." Andre said, "This year is just 20 years old."
A twenty-year-old marshal
Dilling's blood surged.
Andre glanced at him, "Since you have decided to stay in St. Pardes, don't bother about these things."
Dilling retreated with passion.
Yes. From the moment he chose St. Pardes and let go of the heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he had lost his original position.
"Don't worry about me." Andre saw the struggle in his eyes, "I have decided to adopt your Uncle Kelly's son as the heir."
Dilling lowered his head, "Father. I..."
"The family is not only a responsibility, but also an honor." Andre said lightly, "You can't understand this, so even if you didn't ask me to go to St. Pades, I wouldn't choose you as the family's heir."
Dilling knew that he just didn't want to feel too sad. In fact, he felt a lot better.
Andre seemed tired, squinted his eyes and said: "I will find an opportunity to meet your mentor tomorrow. I will prepare as much as possible for what he likes."
Dilling thought for a while and said, "He likes coffee."