Four days after Mary's arrival, Ian received a letter from the Supreme Court, Isha was formally acquitted, the file had been filed, and Ian could pick her up soon.

Compared with the momentum of the arrest, this acquittal was as light or heavy as a drizzle. Many people don't even receive the news at the first time, and they only know the end of the matter by word of mouth on the streets. But that's fine, many people slowly forget about it in their doubts, after all, they haven't seen the court seal with their own eyes.

The Supreme Court caught the wrong people, and even if they didn't admit it, the end result was that Isha was not guilty.

The city lord of Falling Dragon City personally came to the capital to pick up people, for fear that others would not know. But that day, the Grant family sent people to maintain order on the road, and there were not too many onlookers.

"Mr. Brummeier, when Isha returns...... You know, I've only got four months left in my house. ”

Ian is dressed neatly, and the gown is printed with the family crest of the Ian family, which sets off his increasingly tall body. In the more than a month since he returned, Ian did not stop the basic training in his previous life, and gradually became sharper than other aristocratic children. Perhaps, only the seventh generation of the Grant family, who was born in a military family, Duke Grant can compete with him.

Many people's eyes were on Oleg behind him, but Brummeer subconsciously looked at a brand-new carriage behind several people. There was no sign on the carriage, but Brummere could clearly see that behind the curtain was supposed to be a woman.

Or rather, look like a girl.

"When she goes home for a week, she likes to go wherever she wants, not in a day or two anyway. Brummere rode on his favorite steed, with a beard and hair, and a coat on the hot weather.

"Thank you. ”

"Few nobles are so polite. ”

"Politeness is not as sincere as a lie. ”

Brummeer didn't answer, he looked up at the exit of the detention center, where the guards had already begun to line up.

They moved silently, as if they were on some classified mission.

"The men of the Privy Council, the royal army of the Charles family, are only stronger than those of the north. Brummeer took a quick look at it, and he had a bottom in his heart. Although Manda has always been a peaceful country, no matter which side of the force it is, it does its best to accumulate power, and it doesn't know who it is guarding against.

"I'm a little curious, Mr. Brummeier. If the Privy Council had its own guards and agents, what would the Grant family think?"

"Grant is the strongest in the army, and the strongest in the Privy Council is the secret service, each with its own merits. If you really start a war, you need to rely on Grant's army to support it. In times of peace, the intelligence of the Privy Council is needed to maintain the balance of power. Brummere walked slowly forward with his horse, and Ian followed him.

"Anyone can be in charge of the army, so why Grant?"

"The Grant family, for seven generations, has outstanding martial arts, otherwise they won't be able to support this family. Brummere said, "Duke Grant, Grant VII, has not been infected with the vices of the nobility, and although he is arrogant, he has the ability to do so. But other families, generation after generation, are on the verge of weakness. ”

"Except for our family ......"

"The Fettir family, the youngest daughter likes the spell of our north, and the eldest son is in charge of a bank, but his grades and methods are not satisfactory. The Fittier family has the genius of Yurien to support them, and as long as he is alive, the Fittier family will be fine, but looking at it from afar, ......"

"What about the Charlie family?"

"The Charlie family ......" Brummere glanced down at Ian, and then lowered his voice: "The Charlie family has no descendants under the age of twenty, at least as far as I know, no. ”

"Why is this happening?" said Ian, surprised.

"This ...... You may have asked yourself. Brummeyer's tone returned to normal: "The Charlie family is so good at playing with power and hearts that it is obsessed. They may not have no offspring, we just don't know. ”

After saying these words, the two walked to the door of the detention center. The Privy Council guards, unlike Grant's policemen, opened the door for the two with a smile on their faces, while on the other side, at the end of the corridor, a somewhat thin Issa Schell was slowly walking in the sun.

"Father!" she moved her wrist, spread her legs like a rabbit, ran over, jumped on her horse, and hugged the tall Brummeer.

"They didn't embarrass you, did they?"

"Hmm~" Isha shook her head, revealing eight big white teeth: "In addition to making false evidence, hehe." ”

For the first time, Ian saw Isa's ungraceful appearance, and if she was a little more violent, she might be like her red-clad "Gemini".

But this spell may have cast a shadow on Isa's career as a mage.

If it weren't for the forces of all sides competing in secret, it might not have been possible to simply grab people and simply release them. Isa's involvement in the case may be enough to provoke a battle between the mage and the city of Kowe, while the Charlie family and the Fittier family watch the fire from across the shore and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

The Blacktower is the foundation of the North, and if the Blacktower is defeated in this incident, Brummeer and the Isha family will surely be chosen by the new ones.

What's more, for this matter, it is difficult for the Black Tower to come forward.

But fortunately, everything has been settled.

"Sister Isa. Ian looked up and smiled charmingly.

"You're here too, young master. I saw you at trial, and of course...... Oleg?" Isha poked her neck out and glanced behind Ian, where the unremarkable young Bloodsman stood in the shade of the trees, but the latter's eyes glanced at the other carriage from time to time.

"I got him back. ”

"It's more useful for you to get Uncle Dahn back, he is not strong alone, but he has several dragons. ”

"Dane Morgan?" Brummere frowned, his tone seemed familiar.

Isha nodded: "Father, do you know where he went? He has a frost dragon in his hand, probably north. ”

"He also has a black dragon, and with this dragon, he can go wherever he wants. Heita was ordered to suppress the Dragons, and I don't think he would like to go back to the north. ”

"Now that the news of the young master's return has been released, I don't know if he heard it. Isha shook her head, jumped off her horse, stood in front of Ian, took his arm and said, "Let's go, let's go back." ”

"Isha, you come home with me first, it's too dangerous outside. Brummeier tried to reach behind but didn't catch Isha.

"Dangerous?" Isha flicked her long hair back, looked back and smiled lightly: "It's not dangerous when I'm alone, and now there are so many people here young master, isn't it much better than your broken place?"

With that, without giving Brummeer a chance to refute, Isa pulled Ian back to their convoy.

In the distance, the crowd of onlookers could be faintly seen, and Isha stood in a prominent place, stretching out her hand to greet them so that they could see her face clearly.

After doing all this, Isha took the initiative to sit in the driver's seat, looked at Brummeier who was approaching her, smiled, and drove away from the capital with Ian and his party.

This time, there was no one in the House of Lords to stop them, and no people came to find fault. The police restrained the crowd, and everyone else could only wait and see. But the last time the Ian family so blatantly returned to Ian Mansion from the capital was when Chumore was still around.

"Young Master, how are things going?"

"You're not there, and you can't do a lot of things. Ian said in the carriage, "But we have a lot of new friends now. ”

"Oh, except for Oleg?" Isha turned her head to look, and Oleg sat on the side of the carriage with his arms crossed, without speaking.

"A lot more. Ian held his forehead with one hand and said helplessly, "I can't even be busy now." ”

"Then I'll help with the worries. "Isha heard that there was work, and suddenly came to the spirit. Leaving the capital, the spiritual spell that had not been used for a long time was soon blessed on the carriage.

Oleg is slightly more skilled than Isha in some aspects of the spell, but the latter is a purebred mage who is truly comfortable with spells. If Enos's spirit circle reached her, perhaps she would be able to disassemble the answer more quickly.

As for the Ten Pages of the Black Tower, it may soon be left for Isha a place. An eighth-level mage can try to do a ten-page internship, and there are not many mages of this level in the entire Manda Country, and Isha is now at level seven, just around the corner.

"Alright, home. Isha jumped out of the carriage, and before she could help Ian down, a small and lovely girl stepped out of another carriage behind her. There was no retinue, but he was dressed in a rich aristocratic dress and held a black flower umbrella embroidered with marshmallow-like lace.

"Yawn~" Mary seemed sleepy, ignored Isa, and pushed open the door of Ian's house with one hand. There seems to be great strength hidden in the white and tender arms.

"This is ......" Isha watched the little girl walk into her mansion a little stunned, and then she looked at Ian and said, "Could it be that you, young master...... When I wasn't there...... You ......"

"What are you talking about!" Ian quickly covered Isa's mouth and whispered, "This is our investor, do you know the investor? ”

"Hudruman~Come in~What are you doing outside?People are dying of heat~" Mary stepped into the mansion halfway, stretched out her white hand and beckoned to Ian with a charming expression.

Isha just wanted to have a seizure, after all, her young master was a noble child, how could she get involved with such a coquettish woman of unknown origin.

But the next second, she saw Mary's hand with her parasol outstretched. As a high-level mage, Isha could clearly see that the moment her skin came into contact with the sun, there was a terrifying energy flowing.

Oleg walked past her and gave her a wink.

"Bloodline?" Isha frowned, looking at Mary.

Mary pursed her lips, rolled her eyes, turned around, and hopped into the mansion.

"This is the real rich man, I don't lie to you. Ian smiled wryly and patted Isa on the shoulder and said, "Let's go in, we still have to contact Parsa." ”