"This is Marvin's son and family. www.biquge.info In the living room, a family of four dressed in ordinary clothes stood very restrained and restless. There were two slight indentations on the couch, the indentations were small in size, and they should have been sitting there before the two children, while the adults were supposed to be standing. Marven's son is in his thirties, and he looks a little wooden and honest from the outside. A veteran ruffian may not be able to give birth to a wild boy, and before he was conscripted into the army, Marven was also an ordinary farmer.

The woman standing next to her should be Marven's son's wife, about thirty years old, with long black hair and back, and when Wren's gaze looked over, she immediately lowered her head, not daring to meet Wren's gaze. On the contrary, the two children stared at Wren curiously with dark eyes, the older of the two children looked only seven or eight years old, and the younger ones were only four or five years old. They inherited their mother's bloodline and were all pure black hair.

Although the Orlando Empire will not look down on other races on the surface, what is in its bones will never change. The key to whether a family can smoothly integrate into the local society lies in their ancestry, as long as they are Desi, it is easy to get along with their neighbors. If it is not for the Desi blood, they are often despised and harassed, either explicitly or implicitly. People don't like to deal with people of other bloodlines, just like humans don't like to be friends with animals.

Wren pointed to the couch, "Sit!"

It's obviously a courtesy release of kindness, but in the ears of this family, it is like an order. Marven's son picked up his youngest son and sat on the edge of the sofa, his entire thigh almost hanging in the air, only a small piece of his butt was on the edge of the sofa, leaving a lot of space between his back and the back of the sofa. His wife did the same, half-sitting with her eldest son in her arms, with an indissoluble sorrow on her face.

Since the horse diploma was empty and was appreciated and reused by Wren, the fate of the family has changed dramatically. At one time, they could only barely survive, and the veterans left behind in Ortlenburg united to form a unique third camp of order. They have jobs and salaries to keep their families from starving, and that's it. It wasn't until Marven became an officer in the garrison that changes began quickly.

Higher status, higher prestige and more salary make the family live an extraordinarily nourishing life, especially those veterans and the descendants of veterans, who are also closely united around Marven and form a power group. This small group may not be conspicuous in the whole of Ortlenburg, but it is famous among the defenders. Many people who aspire to climb up are actively trying to squeeze into this circle, and many people have benefited from this, and Marven's son is also one of the beneficiaries.

A large number of cheap gifts and relative wealth flowed into his hands, and later Marven beat him up when he learned about it, and ordered anyone who dared to send anything again would be kicked out of the city defenses. Marven knew very well what this kind of miasma would bring, and the dragon hunting legion, which was called the elite at the beginning, was directly dispersed by the Byron Empire, which was largely due to the fact that the legion was mixed with too many related households.

If Marven hadn't "stumbled" and fell off the city wall, perhaps his son or grandson would have stepped forward and become the number one person in the city. But unfortunately, not only was he "misplaced", but his death also changed the fate of the family again.

After the loss of Marven, the young people who always wanted to tie up their family disappeared, even the uncles and uncles who were very familiar with each other on weekdays were hard to see, and more people were doing everything they could to fight for the position of the officer of the garrison army. This position was not very important for the nobles, but for these people, it was an opportunity to change the fate of them and their descendants.

They must catch!

"The gentleman's name is Martin, and this is his wife, Vivian, and his two children, the eldest is called Connor, and the younger is called Tibabai. Grandpa Butler obviously had a comprehensive understanding of the city, and to be so familiar with it at his age was enough to move Wren. It's just that now is not the time to speak, he didn't show any other looks, and nodded at the family that had just lost its support.

Flattered, Martin stood up, and even his family stood up, nervously bending to salute.

"Marven and I are superiors and subordinates, but we are also friends. Maybe he's not good at some things, and he's a little impulsive......", Wren said this, Vivian nervously clenched Martin's hand, pinched Martin's palm and gurgled without the slightest notice, Wren used such language to outline a character who is not so competent, it does make people feel uneasy, "But in any case, he has always contributed a lot of strength to Ortlenburg today." I've heard some people questioning whether Marven can engrave his name on a monument?"

The neighborhood councilors and some small leaders in the garrison are all talking about this matter, and ordinary people often talk about it. The obelisk erected by Wren represents the highest honor for those who died in Ortlenburg, and the people who can be engraved belong to the city, whether they are famous or not, and are an integral part of the city's glory and glory. But Marven's death was too much of a joke, he was not killed by the enemy after heroically killing the enemy in battle, nor did he die for the hard work of building the city.

He had drunk too much wine and fell off the city wall to his death, which made his death a very embarrassing event.

The dishonorable death made it impossible for his name to be engraved on the obelisk right away, and it still needs to be discussed.

In Wren's view, this is a good thing, at least the common people also know how to think, universal education not only allows school-appropriate children to get the opportunity to receive education, but also allows them to quietly influence their families around them all the time. Is the biggest difference between humans and animals just that humans can use tools? No, the biggest difference between humans and animals is that humans know how to think and analyze.

If there is anything else in this matter that Wren feels is still a little flawed, it may be that people's thinking still needs guidance.

At least Wren felt that these people of Ortlenburg who were starting to think should really understand that the reason they fought for was not only that Wren gave them a chance to realize their dreams, but that there must be other things, not Wren's things, so that they should also fight for these things and face death bravely.

Martin nodded in shame, this honest man looked ashamed, a mature and sensible child should not question and oppose the choice of his father's elders, but this matter is really embarrassing.

After a round of discussion that had been stopped for a while, Marven's death became a joke, and the family couldn't hold their heads up.

Wren crossed his legs in thought, rubbing the ring on his index finger, the ring from his mother, whom he had never met and who didn't even know about the Golden Family, had recently undergone a subtle change. The ring on his middle finger had been lit with two runes by two souls from other worlds, and he had wondered if the ring left by his mother was fake, or if it had been damaged, otherwise why the ring had not been lit until now.

Now, however, he understands why.

Blood from the golden nobles, or something, ignited the runes of this ring.

There must be some kind of pattern in this, but he hasn't noticed it yet, but it doesn't matter, what he has is time.

After thinking for a moment, his fingers tapped twice on the armrest, causing the Martin family to sit up straight, "Mr. Marven's death is honorable, he didn't fall to his death, but was killed by someone." His contribution to Ortlenburg and the Alcanian family cannot be erased, and anyone who dares to question it is against me!", suddenly the momentum of the flash burst out instantly, and the bracelet was extremely fast, Martin's face was a little pale, and his wife Vivian lost her strength even more, leaning on his shoulder.

"So!", Wren looked into Martin's eyes, "Your father's name will be engraved on the obelisk, and it will not decay even after thousands of years!"

The sudden promise made Martin's eyes redden, and he choked up to thank him, and his wife cried even more. The questioning they received during this time almost broke down the two adults, and if it weren't for the fact that those people didn't do anything more radical, they might have thought about suicide. But now everything is fine, the clouds have cleared, and the sun is blooming in my heart.

Children may not understand what is going on, but that doesn't stop them from having fun.

"I will personally prove his loyalty and bravery to Mr. Marvin, and you, Martin, as Mr. Marvin's only son, must carry on his ambitions. I give you two choices, the first is to join the city defense army, starting from the bottom, I can guarantee your future, but you must also work your own. When you're good enough, I'll nominate you for the title of Martial Lord, and you'll have a chance to lead your army into battle and win battles. ”

"The second option was to become the captain of the garrison in Ortlenburg and take care of the city for me. Of course, if you choose this, your future will not have much prospects, and you will be a senior prosecutor if you go to the limit. ”

Martin was overwhelmed by the surprise and immediately tilted his head to look at his wife, proving that Vivian was the decision-maker in the family.

"You should be the captain of the guard, almost everyone in the city knows you, they will respect you, and they will make your job better. Vivian may not have gone to school and has no culture, but her ideas are more realistic and common-sense.

Martin pursed his lips at this time, looking at his wife, he clenched his fists, "I want to be like my father!"