All the way back, Lin Xi basically rarely spoke, it seemed that he could see that Lin Xi was not a good person to get along with, Alice and the others did not bother him too much, just opened their mouths to say hello, and then focused their attention on Lin Lei, and talked with Lin Lei from time to time along the way about the experience of magic cultivation and the adventures in the Warcraft Mountain Range. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Due to a few more oil bottles, Lin Xi's speed also slowed down, and by the time he returned to Finlay City, the capital of the Holy Alliance's Finlay Kingdom, it was already dark.

After saying goodbye to Karan and the others, Lin Lei chose to return to the Ernst Academy, as for Lin Xi, he did not go with him, but first returned to his home in this world, the core family of the Bright Sect - the Doyle family, although this family is only Lin Xi except for the servants.

Although he hasn't seen him for six years, Lin Xi's height and appearance have changed a little, but the black hair and black eyes and the cold temperament make the two silver-armored knights on duty at the gate still recognize it at a glance, and the young man in the black mage robe in front of him is the current patriarch of the Doyle family, Lord Lin Xi Doyle!

Stepping into the door with some awe in the eyes of the two, they were greeted by more than a dozen maids, either serving tea and pouring water, or peeling fruit, carefully waiting for a black-haired young man reclining on a bench.

As for the old butler Carl, he was standing aside at this time, constantly nagging about the house rules of the Doyle family, and seemed to be very dissatisfied with the performance of the young man in front of him.

"Who is he?" Lin Xi glanced at the black-haired young man with a flat expression, and then asked Old Karl.

"Oh my God, Young Master Lin Xi, you're finally back, old Carl, I'm about to kill you!" The butler Carl had a surprised expression on his face, and even the wrinkles on his originally gloomy face were soothed a little at the moment, if it weren't for his age, he would probably be able to jump up happily.

"Who is he?" Lin Xi looked indifferent and asked again.

"Young Master Lin Xi, you may not know, this is your own brother, Owen Doyle, he was kidnapped by the people of the Dark Holy See when he was one year old, and the Holy See just rescued him a few days ago......!

Before Old Carl's words were finished, the black-clothed young man who was reclining on the bench stood up with a sneer, and then said with a disgruntled face: "You are my legendary brother, I have suffered in the Dark Church, but you are happy and happy in this beautiful Finlay City, the world is really unfair, in order to compensate for my suffering over the years, the patriarch of the Doyle family will be my Owen Doyle in the future, my dear brother, you have no opinion, right?"

Lin Xi didn't answer him, but turned his head to Carl again, and then asked, "This brain-dead guy, is it really my brother?"

"Please don't doubt this, after sending Young Master Owen back, His Holiness Pope personally performed a great prophecy spell to confirm the identity of Young Master Owen, and it is indeed the old master's own son!" Old Carl replied with a serious expression.

Lin Xi nodded, thinking that this young man was indeed the younger brother of his identity in this realm, so there was no need for the Pope to deceive on this, after all, this point was still easily exposed.

Glancing at the cheap brother who was standing in place with an arrogant look on his face, Lin Xi pointed out with a flat expression, and a transparent water prison firmly covered him inside.

Water Magic - Water Barrier!

The young man was a little confused in the face of this sudden situation, and punched out the transparent water prison, wanting to break out of the prison.

However, the seemingly powerless flow of water, when the boy punched, suddenly turned into ice spikes, instantly piercing the boy's fingers, and the painful boy lay on the ground and rolled uncontrollably.

"From today on, Owen Doyle will be imprisoned in this water prison, and if he doesn't recognize his mistakes, he will not be allowed to come out for a day, and whoever dares to let him out without permission will be dealt with according to the judgment clan!"

Lin Xi's voice was indifferent, his majestic eyes glanced at the surrounding slaves, and he also glanced at Old Carl during the period, the meaning is self-evident, you are no exception!

"Yes, Patriarch!"

In the face of this young master Lin Xi, who dared to be ruthless even to his own brother if he didn't say a word, how could the slaves dare to disobey his will? Even if he had that courage, he didn't have that strength, was magic really used for performance? Magic, to put it bluntly, was the method of killing, the method of destruction, ordinary people, who would dare to disobey the will of the magician, especially this magician, who was also the patriarch of a big family.

I thought that Old Carl would intercede for his cheap brother, but I didn't expect that the other party not only did not mean to intercede, but looked at him with appreciation in his eyes, as if his own approach was in line with the demeanor that a patriarch of a big clan should have.

In the next few days, Lin Xi lived in a simple place, and most of the time he stayed in the study to read books, read the history of the Doyle family, the history of the Bright Holy See, and read some interesting records on the Magnolia Continent.

That Owen was also hard, and on the first day he kept screaming and scolding in the water prison, and he refused to give in at all, but on the second day, the little guy who had been hungry all day didn't scold much, just lay on the ground, muttering a few words from time to time, as if saving physical strength.

On the third day, Owen, who was lying on the ground like a dead dog, raised his head from time to time to look at the world outside the water prison, and kept crying "let me out".

On the fourth day, perhaps he finally understood that if he refused to admit his mistakes, his vicious brother might really starve him to death in the water prison, and under the pressure of survival, Owen finally relented and admitted his mistakes.

Barely getting up, kneeling on the ground weakly, Owen pitifully opened his lips that had been so thirsty that he molted and looked up at old Karl who was standing outside.

"Grandpa Carl, I know it's wrong, I shouldn't challenge my brother's authority, I shouldn't violate the rules of the family, please let my brother grasp it and let it out, I feel like I'm going to die!"

At this time, Lin Xi's tall figure walked out of the room, looked at Owen who was kneeling in the courtyard, removed the magic, and then instructed Old Karl: "Take him down to bathe and change clothes, after he is full, rest for one night, and tomorrow I will take him to meet the Pope!"

Old Carl nodded, and a few servants dragged Young Master Owen, who was like a dead dog, towards the kitchen under Carl's command......

On the second day, Lin Xi and Owen sat on the carriage, glanced at the cheap brother who was afraid when he looked at him, and said lightly: "Aristocratic etiquette Old Carl has already taught you yesterday, right?"

"I've learned, brother!"

Nodding faintly, after the carriage stopped, Lin Xi led Owen with a cowering expression into the magnificent church that the Holy Alliance called the highest center of power.