"Yo he! I haven't seen you for a year, and you dare to say bad things about your father and me in front of others?!"

As soon as his buttocks hurt, Morin flew out in the posture of a goose falling on the sand, but he reacted immediately, lightly supported the ground with one hand, and then flipped over his body and stood firmly with a twist of his waist, the huge package on his back as if it were nothing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Daddy Pike!" the boy exclaimed in surprise, expertly patting the shoe prints on his buttocks.

Baron Pike slowly retracted his feet, and when he saw Morin steadied himself so easily, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Yes, this year has made a lot of progress!"

"Ahaha, that's of course!" Morin boasted without modesty, and then asked, "Daddy, why are you here?!"

"Of course I'm here to pick you up. Pike said solemnly.

Always feeling weird, Morin raised an eyebrow: "Really?"

"Naturally. The baron said calmly.

"Then we'll go back to Harriet Harbor now!" the young man couldn't wait to go back: "This uncle here, I've already said hello, their caravan is also heading to the south, we can go with them!"

"Ahem, that...... I've already booked a hotel in the royal capital, and besides, Ed is still at the hotel, let's go to the royal capital for a few days to rest and relieve the fatigue of your journey!" the baron smiled and was about to come to help the young man carry his luggage, as he waved away the merchant who had invited the young man to accompany him.

"Uncle Ed is here too?!" Morin said excitedly, but he was suspicious: "Dad, are you going to stay in the royal capital for a few days?"

"Uh...... The royal capital is so big, it will take a lot of time to take you around, why don't you just stay for ten days?" said Pike casually.

"Ten days?!" the boy exclaimed.

Ten days, isn't that what kind of ceremony you've been waiting for?

He immediately reacted, and said angrily: "Okay!Ah!!!You came to participate in the ceremony of verifying the inheritance code, right?!You must have heard the news of His Highness Strayer's return somehow, so he came to the airport to find me?!"

Pike's eyelids jumped imperceptibly at the name, but he sneered, "So you already know about this...... Hehe, isn't that a coincidence...... Let's go to the hotel first, Ed was still talking about you just now, if you have anything to say, I'll talk about it when I get back to the hotel. ”

Then he gave Mo Lin a look and said meaningfully: "After all, there are many people here, and it is not convenient to talk......

The young man's heart sank, remembering the letters from his grandfather and baron before, and he complained casually: "Sure enough, Dad, your mouth is full of nonsense......"

"But Dad, you actually came to participate in this ceremony, didn't you always ignore these things before, I thought your noble status was all bragging and bragging ......"

"No big, no small......"

……

"Actually, I just arrived in the royal capital, and before I entered the city gate, I heard that His Royal Highness had arrived at the airport, and the next day was nearly ten days in advance, guessing that the academy should have used some magic passage or something to send you to Sororumi, so I will come directly to the airport to pick you up and let Ed go to the Griffon Hotel to book a room. ”

Pike helps the boy carry a package to the hotel.

The flag of the Kingdom of Lothar is a griffin flag with a blue and white background, representing the griffin soaring in the sky, which means noble and free. Therefore, in Lothar, it is not easy for anyone to have the word "griffon" in their name, and the Griffin Hotel is the only inn in the royal capital that only entertains nobles.

The inn was not close to the airport, and along the way, the boy couldn't help but tell a lot of interesting things in the academy, although most of them had been mentioned in previous letters, but he also told Pike again (showing off), what a classmate of the dragon clan, friends like the little vampire and the Vesdemon, all kinds of courses, the tall magic tower, the stereotypical professor of the history of magic, etc.

In it, the stereotypical Anna Old Parker shuddered, and the boy felt that it was his description that made Daddy feel the same way.

It wasn't until the door of the inn that he stopped babbling and looked at the building in front of him in amazement.

It is said that the fire that burned down almost the entire royal capital more than a decade ago and that only a few buildings survived, and this inn is apparently one of them.

Unlike other housing blocks that have been rebuilt in recent years, this inn with the griffin flag looks a little old, but it is not shabby, with a thick red carpet on the stone steps in front of the gate, and the walls on both sides are planted with blooming magic fairismos, and the walls are elegantly carved with ornaments.

Maureen stared for a moment, then followed the baron into the lobby of the inn.

Tea tables and soft leather benches are chic in the spacious hall, a few well-dressed people are chatting, and on one side of the hall there is a white stone bandstand, where a young waitress leans against the window and plays the melodious Meate flute in the colorful light, the soft sound of the flute and the light fragrance of flowers are intertwined, soothing the summer heat.

It's just that there are two people arguing in a low voice in front of the reception desk, and one of them is very familiar.

"Uncle Eddard!" called Morin.

Ed looked like he was arguing with the waiter at the front desk, his face red, and although he tried to keep his voice as low as possible, he still attracted a lot of pointing glances. Hearing Morin's voice, he turned his head to look at it, a smile on his face, but then he was about to argue with the waiter.

The waiter at the front desk, a young man in his twenties, with neatly combed blonde hair and well-dressed, had an impatient look on his face, and was obviously very dismissive of Ed.

"Ed, what's going on?" asked Pike.

Ed glared fiercely at the waiter, walked up to the baron, and said hesitantly, "He, he won't let us stay." ”

"Why?" said Pike.

Ed glanced around him and whispered, "He said that this inn only caters to nobles, and he said that he ...... Never heard the name of the Callander family......"

"Ahh

I saw him hand the package to Ed casually, swaggered to the front of the reception desk, "bang!" and slapped on the hardwood counter: "What about your boss!

This can be described as a sonic boom, and all four seats in the lobby are shocked.

Dumbfounded, Morin put one hand on his chin and touched the material pocket on his waist with the other, thinking about how to slip away for a while.

Dad, you usually brag about it, forget it, what kind of crazy thing is this, our Calland family originally lived in a small territory, others don't know, let's change places to live, look at the griffin flag outside this inn to know that the background is deep, if this is really a conflict, how can you be beaten by fat, right?

Why don't you use a flash spell to get out of the way?" the boy thought, giving Ed a look and motioning for him to retreat first.

It's a pity that the honest Ed didn't understand the young man's gesture, and looked at the baron worriedly.

The young waiter looked at a deep handprint on the hardwood, and the corners of his eyes twitched, but he still said with disdain: "Even if you are a professional, as long as you do not have the status of a nobleman, we will not accept it." You can go to the Golden Cup Hotel, which is one of the best hotels in Wangdu. As a word of advice, this is not a border, not a place to mess with by force. ”

The tone is polite but contemptuous, apparently taking Pike for a rough adventurer out of nowhere.

Pike struggled to resist the urge to slap the waiter against the wall, and slowly explained, "Our Callander family is in the south, and although it is not very well-known lately, it is also one of the nobles with the longest tradition in Lothar. ”

A low chuckle erupted.

Not only a few waiters, but even the young nobles who chatted on the soft leather seats laughed.

Listening to the laughter, and then looking at the gaze handed by little Morin, it seemed that he was going to use something to create chaos, so that he was ready to take advantage of the chaos to slip away, Pike was really angry. The aura on his body changed suddenly, and his fierce gaze swept towards those noble children.

Those people only felt that the mountain had collapsed in front of them, and suddenly the wine glass in their hands couldn't hold it and fell to the ground.

This fierce aura flashed away, as if it was an illusion, but those people were full of suspicion, and they couldn't laugh anymore.

Only Morin really caught the baron's previous breath, and his jaw dropped again.

"What about your boss, could it be that this store has changed owners?!" Pike said angrily.

"Is our boss what you say you can see?" the waiter sneered:

"This is the Griffon's Inn, guarded by soldiers day and night, just to keep it from disturbing the guests, and I have just informed them that you should go to prison for two days. Before he knew it, he had secretly sent the message.

Before he could finish speaking, a small group of soldiers in armor had arrived at the door of the inn.

An angry Pike took a deep breath, rolled his eyes, pulled something out of his bosom, and slammed it on the counter.

The young waiter glanced at it, and the object looked like a piece of metal, with a strange badge tattooed on it, and a faint glow, but it was decent, but he had never seen it: "What is this? What is the coat of arms of your Callander? The craftsmanship is good, but unfortunately this badge is too outrageous." ”

As if he thought his statement was funny, the young waiter scoffed again.

Only this time, no one laughed with him.

All eyes were on the metal badge, and the lobby of the inn seemed to fall silent suddenly.

"What's that...... Why is it so much like that legendary thing......" A noble kid looked at the metal badge, his face getting paler and paler.

"You think it's like, can't it really be?!" the other's gaze grew more and more shocked.

"That's ...... Griffon's Shield?!"

There was a clattering sound of armor grinding.

The soldiers who stormed the inn suddenly all fell to one knee and saluted Baron Pike.

The waiter was dumbfounded.

……

It didn't make much of a fuss, and soon a middle-aged person in charge hurried in, and immediately showed a catastrophic expression on his face when he saw Pike, and he loudly reprimanded the young waiter as he let the guards disperse.

He was sent to copy twice from beginning to end the "Details of the Noble Factions of the Duchy of Lothar".

Then he smiled and told Pike that the room was free of charge.

Under the adoring and dull gaze of little Morin, Pike rarely straightened his chest, picked up the metal badge from the table and put it in his pocket, beckoned to Ed and Morin, and skillfully led the two of them through the corridor to a spacious and comfortable suite.

"Just stay here! The layout of this room hasn't changed much. Pike said in a dashing manner, "Ed is going to pack our bags, we're all moving here, we're going to stay here for a while." ”

Then he activated one of the magic machines in the room, a faint web-like pattern covering the walls like branches, and said to Merin, "Now you can speak." ”

But the boy hadn't recovered from the previous shock.

The Griffon's Shield, which he had read about in the books of Lothar, was one of the highest-ranking insignia in the Kingdom of Lothar, and was equal only to another badge called the Griffon's Sword. In the Kingdom, only one of the two griffon emblems will always remain, and once granted, there will be no second until the recipient dies and regains it.

And the people who have received these two badges in history that Morin has read are all the most famous and legendary generals in Lothar.

Griffon's Shield, Papa Pike?

It's a dream, isn't it?

The boy pinched himself hard, gasping in pain.

"I said Daddy......," he said hesitantly.

"Huh?"

“…… Your badge can't be fake, right?"

"Hey, you can see that!" Pike was startled.

Mo Lin was even more shocked: "Forging this will be a lifetime !!"

"Won't you...... I really have it too. Parker said.

"Huh?"

"Really, it must be in the mansion, what should I do if I take such a valuable thing out and lose it?" Pike said angrily, "Anyway, I did it, and ordinary people wouldn't recognize it." ”

"Is that okay?!"

"What is this," Pike thought for a moment, "and you actually smashed a walnut with that when you were a kid." ”

"Ah?!" Morin tried to recall, and was suddenly shocked: "It's the iron lump I took from your desk when I was three years old, the iron lump that was used to smash the fruit and was inexplicably spanked?!"

Pike nodded: "Otherwise, why would I slap you, it was your dad and I worked hard to get it!"

"Daddy, you desperately exchanged the griffon's shield for it?!" Merlin only felt that his head was not enough: "Daddy, you are so valuable?!! I always thought that if I sold you, it would not be enough for a sixth-order crystal card!"

Then the boy was kicked in the ass again, this time flying directly through the doorrail to the large bed in the inner bedroom.

"Then Daddy, how did you get to where you are today?" asked Morin, getting up from his bed.

The generals who received the griffin badge in the records could not be crowned a viscount, and the territory was often much larger than the average viscount, more than ten times that of the barony, and more importantly, unless they left voluntarily, they often served as the commander of the army for life.

In the nearly 2,000-year history of Lothar, there are probably not twenty people who have been able to receive this honor.

Daddy Pike is too bad, isn't he?

Hearing this, the baron couldn't help but cough in embarrassment: "It's not that others are jealous of me, and I'm not lucky......"

"I think your father and I were a big man at the beginning, since I was a child, I have been rampant in the realm of the royal capital of Lothar, and everywhere I have passed is full of prestige, like this broken inn, I can stomp my feet to tear it down, it is simply unknown to everyone-"

"--Daddy Pike," Merlin interrupted the baron's boasting abruptly.

Aside from the griffin badge, the boy finally remembered something more important.

He asked with a serious face, "Why are you on the watch list of the Divine Law Enforcement Team of the Temple of Nature?"