If Roman heard about Teresa and Lanzerim's friendship, he would have laughed to tears because of this naïve behavior.

Forgive Roman for being born into a large growing family.

The Ingle faction is inherently more complex than the Dermaine faction, so the mages of the Ingle faction are naturally more cautious and step by step.

They have no fixed friends, only fixed interests.

Taking a puff of hookah and listening to the gurgling bubbles in the hookah, Roman lay down in his chair and exhaled.

The hookah appears in the family and is almost equivalent to a third party between husband and wife.

The presence of hookah in a family is infuriating, and smoking hookah is a sign of depravity.

"I suddenly understood why the West would like this kind of thing."

Roman put the hookah down, and when he heard people in the west say that hookah is addictive, he wanted to try it.

Now that his mind was full of fireworks, Frieon glanced at his brother.

"You know what's in the smoke in the west, and you can take it when you see it."

Flione knocked his cigarette stick and knocked out the black smoke inside, some people refreshed themselves with tobacco and some people used tobacco for fun.

Roman is just driven by curiosity and has fun.

"It's the first time I've smoked this."

In order to enhance the effect of cheering, the western shisha is mixed with spices that are abundant in the west, such as sage, cardamom cloves and others.

The room was filled with a rich aroma as Roman smoked, and Frione smoked quietly next door, so quiet that the occasional gurgling of a hookah could be heard.

"I'll be relieved if I try it, the family has an arrogant bastard like you, and it's enough for me to bear it."

Frieon took a puff of his cigarette, the gray white smoke blending into the sweet air and adding a bitter smell of smoke.

"It's not really good...... Shisha ......"

Roman pushed the hookah away, squinting his eyes for a moment, and only after Roman had slowed down for a moment that his mind became clearer did he tilt his head back to look at his brother.

"It's not good, and it's not too bad to know that the guild we work with is not too bad for you."

Frione looked at Roman, who had been leaning back in the soft chair.

Knowing others is the best way to work together.

"You are also bold, when you were isolated by the Sage Tower family, you won the support of the Hunter Guild and took risks."

Hookah inhalation gives the impression that the heart is beating fast and the blood is flowing extremely fast, and Roman feels his breathing become rapid due to the large inhalation of the hookah.

It's this feeling of blood pumping.

"Most of the families of the Sage Tower have nepotism with the Ruijia family, and if we want to strengthen ourselves, we have no way out except for asking for help, except for the power of the Sage Tower."

Frion said with a cigarette stick in his mouth that gaining the support of the Lord of the Far West is indeed dancing on the tip of a knife, with both risks and opportunities.

"What a wise move to let the hunters intervene in the power of the Sage's Tower, ha!"

Roman laughed and said that shisha would make people more excited because of the mysterious spices.

He knew he was starting to get excited.

There is no precedent for this move of the Buda family, there is no one before and no one after it.

"Rather than let the Ruijia family dominate, let me shock his status. Fight never disappoints. ”

Seeing Roman's thoughtful smile, Frieon knew that his brother seemed to have found something he was interested in.

He sometimes does not shy away from talking to Roman about the family, because Roman is also a member of the family, and Roman always has some insight.

The mindset has nothing to do with age or class, and it is innately cultivable but has limited effect.

Frieon can't get his heart and lungs out with Shatifa, who can't understand the maelstrom of power in this time of crisis.

He was also unable to show his heart to Robelk, who lacked the qualities of a ruler.

"You can always play on the topic."

Flieon looked at his younger brother, there were so many direct brothers and sisters in the family, Roman was his most troublesome and most reassuring child.

Roman is precocious but rebellious.

"Hahaha, you've always given me a chance to play on the spot, Frieon. You're a brother who didn't discipline me well. ”

After a short period of high spirits, Roman felt a slight drowsiness.

The hookah gives him the feeling of a roller coaster, fast at one time and slow at the other.

"I don't even know how you're going to spend your days in Avonilla without the protection of your family."

Flione said, compared to Roman's playful and angry expression, Flieon's face blossomed, and Flione said that his expression was always calm, without a trace of waves.

The family can tolerate Roman's rebellion, but what about the outside world, the family that is eyeing them.

"Let's talk about Xiuli, it's okay for boys to fight. I didn't have time to worry about your business then, so I'll talk about it now. ”

Frio glanced at Roman, who turned around and was lying in the soft chair, he didn't intend to ask anything, Roman's reason for doing it was always unusually simple.

He thought.

Very naïve thinking.

"I just hate it when people compare that woman to my family."

Roman muttered, closing his eyes and not going to explain too much about the uproar of the previous day.

The woman was Frieon's wife, the one Roman hated.

"That nominal marriage? It's really an after-dinner joke. ”

Flione also smiled helplessly, there are always people who need to sacrifice for the sake of the family, and Flione is the one who sacrifices.

"They are like blood-sucking worms, sucking our blood and eating it with their mouths."

The struggle for power is a grown-up game, and Roman, a descendant of the Ingle family, knows that he is navigating the vortex of mastery all the time.

The Maison is a bunch of worms that take turns sucking each other's blood.

It's you at this time, it's me at that time.

"What's the matter, you have to know that we are much meaner than him, at least they are just talking."

We're just doing.

If it were normal, Flion, as the patriarch, would not say much to the brothers in the family, but Roman was a little different from many brothers in the family.

Being highly sensitive is a rare gift, especially a high sensitivity to power.

"Of course I know, when they bite the tongue and can't send it, we can sharpen our knives."

Roman muttered, just as Roman had discovered when he was a young boy that Fleon hated his wife.

Roman does now feel the deep meaning behind Frion's strange tolerance for his in-laws.

For a young man, this is rare.

The Buda family intends to unload the mill and kill the donkey.

"There are some things that you don't have to say when you know them, and it's the same when you go to Avphnira. Since the family will not suffer in the end, then please bear with your bad temperament. ”

As rumors of the outside world suggested, Flion's in-laws were the springboard for the Buda family.

The Buda family held back their anger and jumped with all their strength.

Flione spews smoke through his nose, and that's what sets Roman apart from his brothers the most.

He just did his own thing quietly, for example, he really beat Xiuli silently.

"It's just that Buda and Ruijia occupy Modu together, and you just don't beat Xiuli too hard."

Roman didn't happen to do a lot, and it seemed that when he raised his fist, the fist would think about its own force.

"The Ruijia family doesn't dare to make a fuss about this, the four sages have just been elected."

Roman confronted Frion unhurried in a tone of infirmity.

He thought about it before he hit.

Compared to Xiuli, the Dream Sage is more important to the Ruijia family.

"Ah, something that makes people feel so tired."

Frio banged on the table with his cigarette stick, and the cacophony made Roman unable to fall into a drowsy state, and he sat up and glared at his brother.

"Xiuli can't be like his family, I don't even know what the you're worried about."

Roman looked at his outstretched fingers.

"There are no really smart people in the world!"

Seeing that his brother's eyes suddenly widened with anger, in fact, the Buda family, whether it was Frione or Roman, was the same character, and they were all gunpowder under the calm skin.

"Don't really make a big mistake to know what is serious! You can't afford to lose! ”

Hearing Flieon bang vigorously on the table, Roman covered his ears and turned his face away.

"Cut..."

Roman snorted, though Frion didn't like to make a lot of noise, especially with Roman's youngest brother.

But his brother Roman seems to be better at sending his family to the brink of collapse than outsiders.

"I'll figure it out, you need a reliable friend."

Roman seems to have a trait that makes the people around him lose their minds.

Frieon took a hard drag on his cigarette, the smoke flowing through his nerves, and after a moment his grim expression relaxed.

Roman is good at provoking most people.

"What do you say about making friends, it's just to establish bonds with other families."

Roman rested his hand on the curtain to block the light of the sun.

"Roman!"

Roman can see things as they are, but he can't help but say them, which makes him seem immature.

"I'm not wrong! Don't yell at me! ”

Hearing Flion's scolding, Roman yelled impatiently.

"Being smart is a good thing, but being too smart is a bad thing! I hope you're a smart person who knows but doesn't tell you anything. ”

Frieon warned.

"Maybe making friends will improve your immaturity."

On the issue of making friends, the two brothers talked about the topic badly, but it always ended in vain.

"Hey...... I don't like Honanstine, I hate cowardly people. ”

Roman is a strong man, so he naturally dislikes Honanstine, who has been oppressed by his mother for a long time.

"I don't think Honanstin wants to deal with a stunned young man like you."

Frione sarcastically said.

"You're still a silly kid, and you're still deciding whether you like or dislike things."

This is the expectation of Frion, as the patriarch, that Roman will go to Sing Tao for further study.

"Don't be like that, Frioux! I just want to strangle him when I see the softie, come on, he's a man! He had been clutched by his mother tightly in the throat for seventeen years, and he didn't resist!"

Perhaps because Honnendine lacked Roman's sharp spirit of resistance, Roman especially rejected Honanstine, who was incompatible with him.

"Ignorance breeds prejudice, and you've never had a chance to put yourself in Honansteen's awkward position in his family."

Frieon just wants his brother out of the social desert island, and if Ovanyla can't turn Roman's mind, all of Roman's current advantages will become his fatal wound.

The Sage Tower is especially cruel to the imperfect.

"What is the inevitable connection between such a decadent and decaying family and the character of Honanstine?"

Roman smiled, he really didn't think that the external environment was the key factor affecting a person's personality.

"Maybe the family is too kind to you, Roman, your unbreakable head!"

Roman, who has believed since he was a child that the strong eat the strong first, certainly can't understand Honansteen's distress.

Roman has always been influenced by Flion's rivalry and control.

I'm a blue gambler.

The family gave Roman the confidence to go on a rampage, of course, he couldn't understand the behavior of people who had been maintaining broken family relationships and carrying too heavy family missions to live carefully.

"Honansteen is a guy to make friends with. I remember that he also received a copy of the pigeon's secret letter, and you can become allies in Star Island, and Avonilla is not as savage and simple as you think. You're just changing places and repeating what happens every day in the Sage Tower. ”

Even though Frieon knew that this persuasion was untenable, he still patiently counseled Roman.

Roman was the most stubborn man he had ever met, and sometimes Flion wanted to ignore how long he was a teenager and yelled at Roman on the head with a cigarette stick.

"I don't want to be as timid as he is."

In the end, Roman only said a summary that made Frieon think that the persuasion had failed.

Oil and salt do not enter.

"Stubborn thing!"

Flione slammed the door and left, the sound of the door shaking the hookah on the table, and Roman continued to lie in the soft chair as if he hadn't heard it.

At the age of seventeen, young and rebellious Roman, who was very insightful, did not care about his brother's persuasion.

Hookah:

A method of smoking in the southwest of the west, the western preference is to add a large amount of spices to supplement the taste, hookah is non-toxic but addictive