The middle-aged nobleman on the right then bent down on his knee and half-knelt and saluted David: "Your servant Hellerheidey greets you, my supreme master. "He is the patriarch of the Heidi family and Helena's father.

"Please, Lord Heller," said David, "no need to be polite. You may be seated. ”

Helena's father stood up, but after David sat down, he knelt down again: "Actually, I came here today to apologize to my master, and I heard that Helena secretly took her master's secret ......"

"No," David flatly denied, "where did you hear about it, tell the chief attendant to deal with it." ”

"Yes. After Heller answered, she looked relieved and said with a smile: "Helena has been spoiled since she was a child, and I have always worried that she will cause trouble for you by relying on her marriage contract with her master. ”

"Helena is my healer, and I deserve to protect her, nothing is too much trouble. David said gently, "As for the engagement contract, it seems that it was intended that Helena would officially hold the engagement ceremony when she was eighteen years old, well, it's the social season, so it's not convenient, so how about waiting until the social season is over to hold the ceremony?"

Old Mr. Duran hurriedly said, "No problem, I think it's good." As long as you and Helena decide, I don't have any opinion. It seems like a good time to have an engagement wedding in the winter, and it's nice to wear a white dress in December when it's snowing with goose feathers. Your mom and I had our wedding on a snowy day. She will be very relieved to see you engaged at the same time. ”

A trace of warmth and remembrance flashed in David's eyes, and then nodded slightly: "Then it's set for a snowy day in December." ”

Old Mr. Duran and Lord Heller looked at each other and smiled. Old Mr. Duran said to Heller, "We've got to have a drink and celebrate." Make an appointment to get together another day, find everyone in the family, and discuss how to make a grand engagement. Then he cried out to his servant to bring wine.

David declined, he never drank. After old Mr. Durand had toasted to Heller, he asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Oh, there's a gift for the master," Heller put down his glass and clapped his palms. So, from outside the gate, a naked/naked man was brought in, and he bowed his head to David from a distance.

"This is a slave who just broke through the seventh level in the training camp of Heidi's family two days ago, the combat energy attribute, the age is forty-three years old, and he has grown up in the training camp since he was a child, and he is quite tame in conditioning. He poked his staff at the back of the □, who was kneeling down on the ground, and the tip of the staff went down the spine in a freewheeling manner until it went between his raised hips, to show how docile and obedient the slave was, and said, "Therefore he is brought in to offer to his master." Please accept it from the host. With that, he bowed to his servant, and the servant respectfully sent the compass of the biochip.

David's gaze quickly swirled on the man, and he said in a somewhat impatient tone: "Since it has been sent, let's stay." However, for the time being, it can't be used by Helena, and with the seventh-level combat system by her side, she doesn't know how to restrain herself. Also, I'm not going to let her go out this social season, so I don't need any bodyguards. ”

"Yes, at the master's command. ”

David nodded slightly, then stood up and said, "You stand down." ”

Heller saluted and took his leave, and old Mr. Durand saw him off himself. The attendant sorted out the compass offered by Heidi's family into David's secret book, and then called someone to come, waiting for David to try the chip and then take the seventh-level slave down to make arrangements. David flipped the compass in his hand but didn't press it, and when he glanced at the slave's naked/naked body again, he suddenly asked, "What's your name?" ”

"HB3976TQ781, master," replied the slave, his head touching the ground, his eyes rolling from side to side in some horror, "the trainer called me 781......"

"No, I mean what was your name before you were 6 years old, before you were sold into training camp?"

Because David's tone was gentle, the slave gradually became less afraid. He recalled it carefully before he said, "It seems to be called Lu ...... Lucas, the host. ”

"Lucas......" David said silently, then nodded and said, "It's a good name, then you should still be called Lucas, Lord Lucas." With that, David threw the compass on the table.

The servant lifted Lucas up from the ground, and his naked, naked body and hair-covered penis were exposed to David's eyes. David looked away expressionlessly to see the velvet bed curtains hanging from the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side of the large living room.

"Wait. He stopped the servant who was about to take Lucas out of the room, then walked over and pulled down half of the curtain and handed it to Lucas.

Lucas was very surprised in his heart, his new master was really a strange man, didn't the servant who went out prepare his clothes and send them over? However, the master's reward and heart were inviolable, and Lucas, though strange, had no choice but to drape the curtains and leave the large living room with the servant who led the way.

After they left, David explained to his attendants, "It seems like it's been a long time since I've been to Gray Star, so schedule a time to go to the training base - after the social season is over—"

"Brother, I heard that you have received a new slave of the seventh-level combat system. ”

A vigorous slam open the door of the living room, and a young man of fifteen or sixteen years of age ran in, dressed in a fashionable lace shirt of exquisite workmanship, with a powdered face, and at a young age dressed more than the admittedly flowery Philip. He burst in excitedly and opened his mouth to ask for someone: "You have so many slaves, this must not be able to be called for a while, can you lend it to me for a few days?"

David frowned: "You yourself are a combat system, what does it look like to bring a combat system servant by your side? ”

"That's it," the young man shouted stubbornly, "I haven't broken through to the intermediate level, what about the combat system? It's not that anyone can't beat it in the Beacon Star, what's wrong with bringing a seventh-level combat bodyguard, what's the shame?"

"No!" David flatly refused, "It's because you haven't broken through to the intermediate level yet, so I can't give it to you." Where are you going to be a bodyguard, obviously looking for a backer to go out and have nothing to do—I haven't had time to ask you yet, it's only been less than a month since you arrived at Beacon Star, and you yourself say how much trouble you've gotten into into trouble. This afternoon, Mrs. Miller came to the door with her young lady. ”

"It's so unfair!" the boy was anxious to ask, and cried out loudly, "Helena hasn't been messing around all day, you have never said a word about her, and you will agree to whatever she wants to do." If you don't do this, you won't be able to do that! I will be scolded for a trivial matter. I know that you have a healer, and your own brother is not worth anything!"

"Oliver!" old Mr. Duran was so angry when he saw Heller back from seeing this scene that he called his youngest son by name and reprimanded him angrily, "How can you talk back to your brother!"

"Kneel," he commanded in an unusually stern tone, then glanced at the time, one o'clock in the morning, and said, "Seven hours, you reflect hard." ”

Oliver knelt down as he had said, but was very reluctant, and whispered, "Dad, you are partial, and when my mother died, you and my brother swore to take good care of me, but you didn't do it at all." ”

At the mention of his deceased mother, David's heart was a little gloomy. Oliver is the child whose mother bought her life, and as soon as he was born, she disappeared from the universe. Before she took her last breath, the only thing she cared about was Oliver.

"Forget it, father, it's not a big deal. David said to old Mr. Duran, and then looked at the boy, "Get up, Oliver." ”

Oliver looked at his father proudly, and immediately stood up and sat down beside David, and asked inch-inch, "What about the slave?"

David thought about it for a while and said, "It's not impossible to give it to you, but there is one condition." You stay in the manor until the end of the social season and are not allowed to go out. Oliver was about to speak, but David immediately interrupted him: "Don't think about using Helena as a shield for you, I won't allow her to go out this season." ”

The reason why Orifo had to be this seventh-level combat slave was to show off his glory in the social season, but if he was about to arrive and he was not allowed to leave the manor, what kind of swagger would he have?

"Forget it, I don't want it, brother, you can keep it for yourself. He rolled his eyes and walked away with his chin back.

"Don't be too indulgent to Oliver, David," said old Mr. Duran, shaking the red wine brought by his servant, "and he deserves to be disciplined. ”

"Got it. David perfunctorily reckoned old Mr. Duran, and then remembered Oliver's superpowers that were worse than upbringing, and reminded him, "If Father has free time, he should care more about Oliver's breakthrough." Help him find a few good trainers. Oliver will soon be sixteen years old, and if he doesn't find a way to break the intermediate barrier as much as he can, it will only be more difficult to break through in the future. ”

Old Mr. Duran smiled bitterly: "What can be done about this, his qualifications are there, I am afraid that this is inherited from me, and no matter how powerful the trainer is, it may not be effective." The intermediate barrier is not as quick as the low-level, so he can only break through it in a real way, and I am afraid that he can only grind it slowly. Anyway, I had long lost hope for him. It is not easy to be so-so and have a fourth- or fifth-level appearance at the age of thirty-five, so as not to damage your face and the reputation of our Duran family. ”

David hesitated for a moment, but still said: "Just rely on expensive drugs and energy feedback to pile up, I'm afraid it won't be able to make a breakthrough, father, you can consider sending Oliver to the training camp for a period of time at the right time, or it will have an effect." ”

Old Mr. Duran shook his hand for a moment, and then said hesitantly, "This is still a long-term consideration...... It's good to think about it in the long run-it's not that I'm reluctant, it's really Oliver the way he is now, and he won't be obedient and will mess up the training camp if he sends it. You have to find a way to get him to cooperate first. ”

A bitter smile flashed at the corner of David's lips, and he didn't say anything more.

"Speaking of mentors," said old Mr. Duran, who put down his glass, sat up straight, and said, "Can you spare a morning this Saturday, David? ”