Chapter I

The Iron Blood Family of the Eagle Empire, with a history as old as the Empire.

The huge courtyard occupies an entire street in the inner city, and that's it, and there are various branches that have been removed by the family to move out of it.

There is even a mansion in the imperial capital that covers an area of thousands of square meters, which has been hollowed out, leaving only a circle of walls.

There is not even a plaque hanging here, and a group of children of different ages are practicing here topless and wearing shorts, rain or shine. The older one is eleven or twelve years old, and the younger one is three or four years old. This is the nursery of the Orette family, the boy camp of the Iron Blood.

The erudite and wise Dr. Lee, oh, now called Al, was gritting his teeth and dragging a wooden sword made of ironwood around a turquoise lake. ran slowly, and the former chief of guard of the iron-blooded Grand Duke whipped up, and here even the Grand Duke's grandson was whipped out of his ass, not to mention that he was just a young son of a branch.

This barbaric and backward world simply ignores the hesitation and sadness of a little child who has not lost milk, and if he is disobedient, he will be beaten, he will not be allowed to eat if he does not practice well, and if he loses, he will go to the toilet.

As for rebellious rebellion, as long as you finish your training, no one cares what you do, whether it's fighting with people or comparing people to people. Otherwise, you will directly strip off your clothes and hang up on a hungry stomach for an afternoon. They may be noble outside, but here, even the grandparents have to tremble under the whip in the hands of the old chief of the guard.

This is the children's camp of the Iron Blood Family, which has been passed down for thousands of years.

Most of the little Aurets will awaken one of the legendary family's bloodline abilities after a year or so of training, and they will be strong.

This is also a bunch of little fat people of different sizes at first glance. But with the mastery of the power of the bloodline, the body will slowly lose weight, but the strength of the body will not disappear.

The young Scouts of their current class were all huddled in the corner and ate obediently, and Brent, the grandson of the Grand Duke, grinned and covered his exposed ass while munching on the steak. His food was no different from the others, even worse, as a punishment for confronting the instructor today.

The chefs of the boy boy camp make a variety of meat steaks with a variety of flavors, and the only thing they want to train for is what these half-grown little kids are now trying to cultivate.

Those who complete the training task have one piece, and those who perform well add an extra piece. Brent did well, so there was also a guaranteed cutlet. Al and they can only complete the training task, and a few of them can't complete the training because they are young, and they don't even have broth, and they look at Al and them with blank eyes. Al tore the steak into several pieces and gave them them, and they happily ate the meal.

"Al, the amount of food determines the strength! you give them the strength to train in the afternoon. Amanda dissatisfiedly lectured her neighbor, and when she saw Al nodding yes, she gave him half of her steak in a big brother's style. He's got two!

Maybe it's because of the blood of the Aurett family, Al, who has always had a light diet, is also very good at eating meat. Here, there is no time to think about the future, only obedience and training. And steak is the only motivation and craving. Amanda looked at the place where the senior area was sitting after eating, and couldn't help sniffing her nose, "Roast pig is really fragrant", and several little ghosts who were eating next to her also nodded in agreement.

The so-called senior citizens, the Oret boys, who are about ten years old, sit in the center of the cafeteria, where every day there is a tender and delicious roast suckling pig and sweet vegetable soup. There is a fist fight for extra food, and the ample meal time makes every day at noon there will be a battle with a blue nose and swollen face. Brent sat there with a big swagger on his first day of arrival, and then even his lunch was robbed.

Eating is bathing, even if they are abused like slaves here, they are still noble Orete, the children of the best nobles in the Eagle Empire, maintaining their image and hygiene. But everywhere, the young people are hiding in the corner in a group, even Brent, who has the most noble status, the strongest bloodline, and the most amazing talent, is unwilling to be in the corner at this time.

The most central, the most conspicuous, the most luxurious, are enjoyed by the most powerful people.

Strength is status, a tradition of the Iron Blooded Family.

In the afternoon, it was a confrontation training, and even Al, who had always been humble and kind in his bones, shook his fists and fought with his best neighbor, friend Amanda.

If you don't hit someone, you will be beaten, which is the best target to show your cultivation skills, and the best sparring partner in exchange for the praise of the old guard chief.

After the individual fight, it is a group confrontation in groups of three, and after the demonstration of the elderly, it is the turn of the younger ones to fight. There is a vague shadow of learning in the unstructured law. It wasn't until it was almost dark that Al propped up Amanda, who had beaten the youngest of the youngest, with a blue nose and swollen face, home.

Amanda smirked as she pinched a money bag with a hundred silver coins in it. Ten gold coins were enough for a lowly nobleman in the imperial capital to live decently for a month. And the prize of a gold coin, they can compete for it every day.

They live on Iron and Blood Street, and only Brent returns to the Duke's Palace.

Amanda and Al are neighbors, and most of the people here are considered left-behind children, and their parents and brothers are more or less serving in the Iron Blood, the Imperial Army. Either he was appointed as a lord and moved out, or he was kicked out for no use to the family.

Al's father was in the Iron Eagle of the Iron Blood Family and had been fighting outside for many years, and his mother, who could fight ten fathers, was the captain of the Iron Guard. His older brother graduated from the boy boy boy camp a few years ago and entered the Iron Eagles of the Military Department. In the empty mansion, there was only an old butler and a few servants. Occasionally his brother would come back from vacation and bring him something new.

The intellectual Al, who was tempered by the boy boy camp, got rid of his sick temper.

Maybe it's the adult's soul stuffed into the young body, maybe it's the magical family bloodline, Al didn't fall asleep like Amanda after a day of training, and the chair in the study reads quietly, only the old butler occasionally comes to add a pot of hot water.

In this world of general precociousness, Al is not very outstanding, as an atheist, his cognitive barrier has not been eliminated in the god-filled continent of Faerun until now. A little bit from the collection of books at home, study the world.

The little ones in the boy camp may think that this is their world, that meat steak is their only pursuit, and that roast suckling pig is the pinnacle of this world. Day after day of training, even Brent, who is as noble as his direct bloodline, has never been absent, he may be sick or injured, and as the heir, he has learned and undertaken more and more rigorously.

After all, the boy boy shack was a place for the children of the family, not a slave camp, and the 10th day of the week was Thanksgiving Day, on which they could rest.

Thank you for the attention of the gods and thank the ancestors for their protection.

Al needs to try his luck to have a chance to eat with his family, maybe it's his mother on vacation, maybe it's his brother who has returned from a mission. But more of a person, with the occasional addition of the sympathetic Amanda. Or most of the Aurett children.

Sometimes someone's brother and sister take them out to play, and sometimes there are acquaintances who hang out.

"Go, Amanda, Brent. ”

Amanda and Al's mansion are the closest to the Duke's Palace, Brent came out early in the morning and yelled, and Amanda came out after the morning exercise. Al put down his books, sorted out his clothes, and went out with a small satchel, and at the same time came Xiao Douding, who usually trains together.

Their small group has always been led by Brent, the highest, and Amanda, the most powerful.

Orett's family motto has given them little chance to go out, so even Al is looking forward to the event every ten days.

The streets of the inner city of the imperial capital are all patched together by neatly cut yellow rocks, which are clean and tidy. There were almost no pedestrians on the streets, all horse-drawn carriages, and the occasional sheriff led the guards on patrol. After all, the inner city of the imperial capital is full of real nobles. There are no biographical stalls, black markets, or all-you-can-eat cafeterias that only cost a few copper plates.

The boys of Orette have no interest in the luxurious street shops, and the delicious snacks and novelties of the outer city are their goal. The little ones are also only interested in these.

With Brent's token, the seven of them were able to get out of the inner city, different from the deep wealth of the inner city, and the hustle and bustle of the outer city was full of color and vitality.

This time, Al and they came out of the East End, and Aulett had the grandeur of a big brother to let the peesticks follow closely and take care of them in pairs.

"Brother Amanda, this one smells so good. The little beans looked at a snack on the street and sniffed vigorously. "This one looks delicious"

Even though their eyes were full of colorful worlds, they didn't mess up the formation.

Amanda also drooled and looked around, leading the way to the nearest stall, Al walking last, keeping an eye on his surroundings while protecting Brent.

Protecting the heir is the first mission of the Oret boys.

As a lover of reading, Al also serves as a financial officer, and of course the money is Brent's, which is why he carries a satchel.

In this backward and barbaric empire, including the current Brent, he may not be able to correctly add or subtract within a hundred, which is the ability of a financial officer. Al often encounters some vendors who clasp their fingers to add or subtract, some will look for more money, and some will look at Al and they want to find less money.

"Seven skewers of barbecue, one skewer of two copper plates, a total of eighteen copper plates, you gave four less"

The vendor in front of him looked like a shrewd person, like someone who could make a mistake. But in his past life or now, Al has little interest in arguing with such people. The sturdy Amanda kicked over the barbecue stand, and the strength of her young age was terrifying.

"Will Al miscalculate? Uncle Amanda can you deceive?" They smashed the skewers in their hands on the profiteers, looking like the children of the bullies who were eager to show their hands and feet. Al didn't care about following behind him, and tasted the skewers in his hand, it was so unpalatable that Al threw it away.

As a person who entered the institute at the age of sixteen, in addition to being smart, it is also a skill that is not worth mentioning. The scientific name is mirror memory, and every clip is as clear as the film captured by a high-definition camera.

The profiteer's resentment did not distract Al from the few who had been following them. These people have been with them since the last time they visited the North End. It seems to be to lower their vigilance, all of them are children. And the attention is all on him, or his satchel with money. Inside were dozens of silver coins and more than a hundred copper coins, which were not worth mentioning to them, but they were a huge fortune coveted by the people at the bottom.

When three children approached him casually, Al turned to look at the three of them.

"What's the matter, Al," Brent stopped as Amanda realized. The three men immediately passed by them as if nothing had happened.

"It's nothing," Al moved the satchel from his waist to his front. Brent looked at the slightly nervous guys clearly. But these people obviously did not give up, and they changed several batches, but they were all forced to retreat by Al's gaze.

At noon they finally came to the longing cafeteria, with Brent there, of course, the most prestigious and high-grade sea house. However, no matter how high the cafeteria is, the customer base is also facing middle and lower civilians, and mercenaries and civilians who can't even write words are crowded here. But that still doesn't kill the yearning for a buffet of delicious food and wine like the sea.

Aldo spent three silver coins, and the boss immediately greeted the group of big customers who didn't seem to have much to eat, up to the second floor. The grade here is obviously much better than the first floor, and the little beans of Aulett cheered and rushed to the food.

The imperial capital of the Eagle Empire is located in the north of the Faren Continent, next to the wilderness and the Gobi, and the name of the Sea House is also very good, and there are no rumored fiery red crabs and five-pointed starfish. Even the most edible Amanda made the boss smile and sent off the seven young masters who came out of the wall. Al glanced again at the children who had been following them with bad intentions. I really don't know whether to live or die, the direct blood relatives of the Iron Blood Family who have the right to inherit go out, how can there be no guard.

After all, Al has always lived in an ivory tower, and even now he has always lived under the protection of his family, completely ignorant of the routines of the dark world, and takes for granted their failures and stupidity.

Of course, these seven or eight-year-old habitual thieves can see that they are very different from the nobility and arrogance of these low-level begging people, but since they have met, of course, they have to gamble, show their skills and values, and hook up with the upper nobles, or do dirty work, or be the hounds and crows under the door.

Al's caution left them blind and stupid without performance, which conflicted with their purpose of demonstrating their worth. In fact, let them notice that their purpose is already halfway there. Brent, with a haughty face, squinted at them. As Brent, who has the right to inherit, he is obviously not as simple as Al.

There is also a curfew in the inner city and Orette Street, and the Oret boys who haven't had enough of it are reluctant to go back.

His pocket was stuffed with novelty gadgets, and Al's satchel was full, but only one book was his. Finding a book was unexpected, even if it was just a biography.

The level of literacy in this powerful world is strikingly low, and there are no literacy classes in their usual curriculum. Even many powerful adventurers are illiterate.

Therefore, books are something that many people can't understand, but they all know that they are precious. Al spent six silver coins to buy it, and the original price was one gold coin, but Amanda directly grabbed a handful of silver coins and threw them at him, telling him to get out. Of course, Al knew that the vendors were interested in cajoling them because they were young and golden, but he knew that they still made money after receiving the silver coins with a flattering look.

Al likes to read, and they all know it. Amanda felt sorry for the six silver coins all the way, complaining that Al spent so much money on such useless things, Al had no money, and this was Amanda's money. Of course, it's just a child's complaint.

They jokingly walked through the sentry posts in the inner city, and Al took one last look back at the thieves who had been following them, not noticing that Brent was also looking back at him and them.

The Spring Festival is the anticipation of all the children's camps. In addition to the 20-day holiday before and after, it is because the relatives who have been fighting and traveling abroad will come back to reunite.

Al's elder brother Tao is a strong man in the same vein as him, and his boyish face is as angular as steel. The Iron Eagle is part of a special unit of the Military Department, and Tao and his teammates were injured in order to return for the New Year.

"Brother. ”

Al saluted his brother steadily and maturely, not looking as lively as other children, Tao picked up Al and threw it into the sky, and looked like he deliberately didn't pick him up, and Al Wow Wow screamed in fright, before laughing.

"Our little man can't cry. ”

Catch Al, and easily throw it high.

"I won't cry, brother, let me go. ”

"Throw Al over for Daddy to see. ”

The steel-like man who came back from the door laughed as he watched his two sons play around.

"Don't!"

I'm not a toy! However, Al, who was still training in the boy camp, was thrown to his father by his brother from afar, and his father easily caught Al

"Our Al still seems to be so thin. ”

Compared to a bunch of muscles, his father and brother, Al did look small and thin, and his father tossed Al in his hand like a juggling ball, relaxed and casual, but still much taller than Tao.

"Let me down" "How can our men be afraid, hahahaha"

As he spoke, he threw it to Tao like a ball. Tao came up playfully, caught Al and threw it to his father.

"Fly high~" "I don't want to fly!"

Just as he was about to catch Al's father, Mr. Thomas, he was punched to the floor from behind, and then a strong arm grabbed the falling Al's calf and lifted the upside-down Al.

"You two bastards, do you bully Al like that?"

Iron Thorn, the mistress of House Thomas, and Lady Masty, have also returned.

The gathering of family members in the Thomas family is truly unique.

Thomas's house has two dining rooms, one of which is a kitchen and dining room mixed together.

In the tavern, where the chef makes a fragrant vegetable broth, a whole suckling pig is roasted in the fireplace in the middle, and there is a bar counter on which various vegetables and seafood brought back by Thomas from the sea are fried on the iron plate.

It was Ms. Makety who cooked, and the kitchen was the happiest place for her and Mr. Thomas when they were on adventures, so they built one at home when they got married, though they didn't need it more than a few times a year.

Ms. Masty's cooking skills are as superb as her martial arts. Mr. Thomas, who elegantly wraps a napkin, and Tao, who disregards the image, have large pieces of roasted meat on their plates, and they disappear in a short time, and the amount of food is proportional to their bodies.

Al watched with a sad face as his mother cut out pieces of roasted suckling pig, roast duck, roast chicken, bamboo rat, seafood, etc., one after another, and put them on Al's plate first.

"My little darling, picky eating is not a good habit. ”

"Yes, Mother. Al struggled to open his mouth wide and shoved the meat in.

"Al, Al, is Aunt Masty back? I smell Aunt Masty's barbecue at home!"

Amanda sniffed all the way and rushed in. "It's so fragrant!Happy New Year, Aunt Masty. Happy New Year to Uncle Thomas, Happy New Year to Brother Theo" "Happy New Year, little imp of the Dahn family. ”

Masty went to pick up a new roast for Amanda, who couldn't wait to grab a fish from Al's plate and nibble on it. Al took the opportunity to push his mountain-like plate to Amanda.

Dahn's father was one of the people who managed the caravan and property for the family, and the New Year was the time to make a lot of money, and he might come back a few days late.

Amanda walked out of the dining room against the wall, lying in Al's room, as if one more step would cause the food to escape from her mouth.

"Al, there are more and more books in your room. Amanda looked exaggeratedly at the gifts that Al's parents and brother had brought to them, but she had no interest in visiting, because she didn't have to look at them to know that it was a book.

Each book is professionally processed, cleaned of creases, rebound, and sorted.

"When you say that, I think I need a bigger room for more bookshelves. ”

"One day you don't have anything to eat, these books are enough to sell your food and clothing. ”

This joke comes from a long time ago, when a down-and-out nobleman was preparing to go to the frontier to become a frontier knight, and all the books were bought by Thomas's housekeeper for a thousand gold coins. According to Amanda, his brother, who was about to inherit his father's business, was heartbroken and scolded the nobleman who deserved it.

That's why Al's study has so many books. Poetry, travelogues, biographies, histories, oh, and some mysterious books.

"There won't be that day. Al confidently put the book he bought today on the shelf.

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