The old four knights went back to garrison the manor, and the newly acquired manor was directly given to Thun's sister as promised, and he was also given a settling-in fee of 1,000 gold coins.

Goldsmith sold him a mansion for Al, which was larger than the one Al's occupied. It is worth mentioning that the two slave catchers were temporarily seconded to Al, and Bico's father, Barrett, was in charge to protect the safety of the two elven ladies.

After taking care of these trifles, Al headed home to the inner city with the gifts.

Now that the mainland is in flames, the three major empires are raging, the men of the iron-blooded family have all gone to the front line to make contributions, and the entire iron-blooded street is quiet.

The family had known the news of Al's return for a long time, and as soon as they stepped into the long-lost Iron and Blood Street, an old waiter personally came to greet Al.

"Your Highness Albenstock, welcome back. The Grand Duke is already waiting for you. ”

Al snorted, followed him in a different direction, and walked towards the Duke's Palace.

The iron-blooded duke has not seen him for many years, and he is still no different from when he was leaving, and he is strong, strong, and his gray hair is meticulously cared for. It is like an ordinary old man, and the breath is unfathomable.

Once the warrior class enters the legendary, the lifespan will be increased to a certain extent.

Al saluted with one hand on his chest and on one knee.

"Greetings, Grand Duke. ”

"Well, our little Thomas is back. The hall resounded with the loud laughter of the Iron Will.

"I still remember when I left home, I was a little bean ding, and now I am a young man. How's it going to be when you travel for five years?"

"Thanks to your blessings and the protection of our ancestors, it is very rewarding. ”

Immediately, Al released his bloodline power, and his mature and perfect appearance made the Grand Duke nod with satisfaction.

Although he is only an eighth-level flesh-foot warrior now, his bloodline is very mature, and he is not much better than his family's cultivation and resource support. Now that it's safe to get home, it will take some time to level up the warrior. There is no shortage of teachers who can guide Al in his combat practice.

"Very good, don't go out again for the time being when you come back, the whole continent has not been peaceful recently. ”

"Yes, Grand Duke, at your command. "Needless to say, Al doesn't want to go out anytime soon. Without turning the gains of the past few years into the strength of self-preservation, his strange luck of having big trouble as soon as he left the city could not be stopped.

"Alright, go back to your mother. It's been three days since I came back to come home, but your mother has already taken two months of leave waiting for you. ”

When I saw Al, I made sure that Al wasn't killed by blood, or malnourished or anything. As for how Al managed to feed his blood outside, why did the old guy care so much, and the young man who didn't have his own opportunities and luck.

Al came out of the Grand Duke's Mansion and met Brut who was waiting.

Two playmates who grew up since childhood can't seem to recognize each other's appearances.

"You're back, Al. ”

Brut forced a smirk, unable to see the welcome.

As soon as Al returned, he killed and wounded more than half of the men he had gathered outside, and lost face in front of his important guests, regardless of the friendship he had made for many years.

He already knew outside the door that Al had become the fifth in line to the throne, and was honored as His Highness, a status far above him. Since then, they have become rivals.

"Long time no see, Brutt. How's it going?" Al didn't know what to say to this friend, probably able to understand Amanda's feelings after awakening the bloodline and being alienated from him by the family.

"The gold coins in the Magic Workshop may be given to you for a while, and there have been places to use money everywhere lately. As for the house, I'm sorry, I didn't know it was yours. Brut simply said that this is the current contradiction between them.

Al knew that the house was occupied by the wandering swordsman Wood on his own initiative, and arranged for the men he recruited to take the money for the house for himself. After all, Brut is a big nobleman, and he doesn't care about so many small things under his command, he just needs to give orders and see the results.

Al took out the contract of the magic workshop that he had prepared in advance and handed it to him.

"No, the workshop is for you, Brutt. If it weren't for your help, I probably wouldn't have been able to pursue my dreams. Now it's time for me to repay you. ”

If it weren't for the three pharmaceutical books that Brut gave him, he wouldn't have been able to make the potions that Biko needed, and he didn't have any relationship with Bico. Without that large payment, he would not be able to sustain his education, enter the Magic Society, meet Thun, become a mage, and obtain the Book of Evil Spirits.

Perhaps he would have had to face the dilemma of life or pursuing his dreams, just like Sotour, the son of a former miller.

As for Brut's intention to let him pursue magic and stay away from the family's calculations, Al didn't want to think about it, and he didn't want to think about it.

The path he is taking now is what he desires and pursues.

"Huh. Brutt's face twisted but still smiling, clutching the contracts and crumpling them together.

No one likes to be handed.

But now he couldn't do without these magical gold coins. This magic workshop is under his management, and it is modest to make money every day. His subordinates are all over the country, and his network has broken through the court and linked abroad, which requires gold coins.

However, what stung him deeply was Al's way of drawing a line.

They grew up together, fought together, played together, and grew up together!

Don't you even want to maintain a superficial friendship? Are you, who are pursuing magic, also interested in this position? Like that damn Amanda, are you all delusional?

"It's been a huge help. Brut struggled to calm himself and smiled.

"I've got a gift for you too, you'll love it. Blued nodded and passed him.

Perhaps, the gentleman's polite farewell at this moment is an insult to the innocent friendship of the past.

Al took a deep breath and continued to go home without looking back.

Originally, it was just the appropriation of Al's shares and house, which were trivial matters that were not worth mentioning, and he had never had any concept of money. Brut needs money, even if he is still in the imperial capital, he will take the initiative to donate.

Because of reading Wood's memories, it is clear that Brut was deceived by this lowly wandering swordsman, and treated the people in his courtyard like this.

The need for money and the desire for family dignity have led to the loss of self.

He can forgive him for what he didn't know about what he had done.

But unforgivable, Brut personally ordered Wood to trade with someone else, who was almost disabled.

Back in the courtyard where he had come into the world, his mother, Ms. Masty, had put on her apron and prepared food for Al in the kitchen where the barbecue and bar were mixed.

Ms. Masty looked at her youngest son, who had been away from home for five years, and stepped into the house, covering her mouth exaggeratedly, as if Al had only left yesterday.

"Oh my God, my little darling, why are you so thin. Come on in and eat it all!"

Where has he lost weight, he has been looking like someone else all these years, and he doesn't know what he looks like anymore. When I came back, I was afraid that my mother would not recognize me, except that it was taller, there was almost no difference from five years ago.

Sturdy, strong, round face, happy eyes to see family and accustomed linen robes. That's how he used to stay at home.

Maybe for any mother, her child will always be thin and weak.