Honanstine had come to this strange city a long time ago, and the crowding of views was unprecedented, the gray-blue sky meant that the air here was not as pure as the Storm Plains, and the crowded airship terminal meant that this was not a desolate place.

He came here to study, and he has lived in this foreign country for many years.

The Tower of Babel is an ancient family, Modu is entrenched in Thunder Buda and Flame Riga, and as far as Honansteen knows, Modu has replaced countless powerful families under the wheel of history.

The Babel family, who once had a place in Mordu, were forced to leave the gladiatorial arena of power in Mordu with the passage of time. Now, the nascent power group of invitations across the ocean has thrown an olive branch to his family, much to his mother's heart.

I forgot to reveal that the Babel family is a rare feminist family, and his mother is the patriarch of the Babel family.

Greeting his mother at the terminal of the airship, the long-lost relatives not only did not bring Honanstine the joy of family reunion, but brought him an unspeakable sense of anxiety.

He looked at the sea of people, he couldn't remember his mother's appearance anymore, he only vaguely remembered that his sister was the kind of person who didn't stand out in the sea of people at all.

"It's Jonanstine! Brother!" Jonanstin and Ream are twins, but they don't look alike, Jonanstine is outstanding, but Ream is a little ordinary because of the twin brothers. Just as Honanstine was staring blankly at the sea of people, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

Be? Raid on Rem?

"Hey, you don't remember your sister." Ironically, Raid Ram walked up to Hornanstine, and Horendin was not very sure to shout at Raid Rhem for his sister.

He had been a sojourner in Mordu much longer than he had been in the Plains of Storms.

"Ah...... Raid Rim?" As far back as he can remember, he was as tall as Raid, but they hadn't seen each other for a long, long time. He wanted to give his sister a hug, but he found that his sister and his height were too ambiguous, and Honansteen could only stiffly reach out and rub his sister's head.

Maybe he hadn't seen his sister in ten years, and his memory was still stuck in the time when they were similar in height and tone.

"Is this Modu?" Raid Ram looked around, compared to the desolate Storm Plains, the Modu sky was grayer, the people were more complicated, the buildings were taller—this was the capital.

"What about Mother? How do you dress like this?" Jonanstine had forgotten what Stormplain looked like, and he had forgotten most of the family's clothing and ancient customs. He's now a student of jewelry with all the bells and whistles.

"That's the question I'm going to ask you, how do you dress like this?" Asked about his dress, Ram looked at Honanstine's attire.

Veiled, with his hair and only his eyes exposed, he looked at Honanstin, who was still wearing a colorless tower robe.

"This is...... The robes of the Academy. Honanstin looked at Ream's outfit for a long time before he suddenly remembered the family tradition—he had forgotten it.

"What about Mother?" He had long forgotten the family's dress traditions, and he was dressed whatever the people in the academy were dressed up.

"My mother had a migraine when she was riding in an airship and was resting in the back." Reim said that he was more curious about this new city, the city where her brother grew up, than his migraine mother.

"I'll take a look at the back." Jonanstine swallowed the words in his heart, he just thought that his mother had come all the way to Mordu not just to bring her sister to Modu, not to mention that they were going to meet the patriarch of the Buda family.

It was a bit sudden.

"Long time no see, mother......" When he opened the airship and landed on a curtain with cumbersome patterns and exaggerated specifications, the curtain blocked the familiar smell, which made Honanstin think of his mother at once.

"What's the matter with dressing so frivolously, my child?" When his mother met him, she was not as enthusiastic as she imagined, she was not even as enthusiastic as Xi Ruim, she just glanced at him lightly and picked on his dress.

"College costumes." Jonanstin didn't know his mother's name, he only knew that the servants called her "Madame" and he and Rem called her "Mother".

They're rusty to this extent.

"I didn't expect the capital to be a barbaric place." Madame picked her eyelids, and Honanstin stared at his mother who was leaning on the soft couch with her head on her hands, he didn't expect that her mother was already so old, in just a few years.

"Mother remembers the invitation from the Buda family?" Honansdin remembered that he had received a letter from his family some time ago, which stated the purpose of his mother's trip to Mordu. Watching his mother close her eyes for a long time, the smell of incense burning in the curtain, the smell of decay as she grew old, Honanstin stood beside his mother with bated breath and waited for her to respond.

"I just got off the airship, the Buda family will understand......" It can be seen from the mother's eyelids pressed down because of the excessive eyelid fat that there is a faint mother's flabby face under the light veil, Honanstin knows that he has been away from home for too long, and everything has changed.

But his mother's personality has not changed.

"Please don't say that, the Buda family is a family that values promises." Jonansteen said that the Buda family invited people to meet, but they would not buy face for the family to step on or delay the time for various reasons.

"What do you know about the Buda family, huh?" I watched my mother slowly put down her cheek-holding hand.

"The patriarch of the Buda family is not a young and reckless man." Flione is a master of power, his hands gripping the power of the family with the other, and the other holding the sage tower against the nascent family.

"Although young and promising, after all, he is still young." Honanstin helped his mother to her feet, and he could feel that the muscles in her arms were much looser than they had been ten years ago, and they were as soft as a sponge.

"I've heard that the wolf child of the Buda family is in the same academy as you." The curtain began to rise as the patriarch got up, and Honanstin saw through the curtain that there was a servant in front of him to guide the way, and the curtain walked all the way in the slightly flowing air, and the smell of incense in the curtain was diluted, and the beads strung up on the curtain sounded quietly.

"Who?" Although Honansdin had a vague idea of who his mother was talking about, he asked to make sure of his guess.

"The seventh boy." His mother was hearing everything.

"Ah, it seems so." Listening to the soft sound of the falling beads colliding, Honanstin answered, the curtain isolated most of the noise from the outside world, Honanstin gently supported his mother all the way, and a burst of incense that did not belong to Modu sounded all the way The sound of the falling beads that did not belong to Modu sounded.

In fact, he was sometimes reluctant to answer his mother.

Storm Plains:

A land that was originally separated from the state is very desolate due to hurricanes all year round