"That's enough! I don't want to hear this nonsense!" Loraine Grovee suddenly snapped, and then suddenly realized her gaffe: "Uh, I'm sorry, Fili, I shouldn't have spoken to you like that"

Although she was angrily scolded by her friends, Fili did not show any displeasure in her eyes, but with a touch of sadness and regret, she quietly looked at the head of the Grovei family who was a little helpless.

"Well, how come I don't know what you said?" Loraine Grofe suddenly felt very tired, slowly leaned back on the chair of the patriarch's throne, and said in a deep voice: "Fili, you know, I will not have any more offspring. Moreover, Bin is a treasure left to me by Catherine, and I can't give him up no matter what!"

"Although Bin was so resistant to this family three years ago, now you can see that he already has a sense of belonging to the family, otherwise he would not agree to the marriage with Al. No matter what he chooses in the future, I will always help him pave the way forward" After taking a few breaths slowly, Loraine Grovee lowered his voice and continued: "Well, Prince Alsace, he will return next month, and His Majesty is ready to officially pass him on"

"What?!I understand that you want Bin to be directly loyal" Hearing this amazing news, even Fei Li's heart couldn't help but stand up from her chair and said: "I heard that Prince Arthas has jumped from a ninth-order lower paladin to a twelfth-order upper-rank powerhouse in just five years, it's really terrible that I can't see such a strong man for the first time, it's really a pity!"

"What? Fili, are you leaving?"

"Yes, my mentor summoned me back, and the things here can only be carried by that fellow Williams. After a moment's hesitation, Fei Li admonished earnestly: "Lorraine, take good care of yourself and Williams, I don't want to lose the last two relatives." ”

After saying this, Fili's figure suddenly blurred, and in less than half a second, she disappeared from behind Loren Grofe without a trace. Seeing her friend disappear, Loraine Grovee sighed deeply and murmured in an inaudible voice, "Thank you, old friend." ”

On the other side, the Grove family territory.

After leaving the castle, Yang Long walked straight to the place where he lived, and the failure to return for three years could not make Yang Long's memory decline. I met many new and old faces along the way, and bowed when I saw Yang Long passing by his busy luggage, and didn't give up until Yang Long disappeared out of sight.

"It seems that my status as the heir has been established in the Grove family. Nodding lightly to greet the clansmen, Yang Long thought silently in his heart: "It's a pity that this kind of life is not what I want, otherwise it's not bad to stay here."

The dream of martial arts, Yang Long has never let go, although he has changed his body, but in the depths of that old soul, there are still precipitated unfulfilled dreams in the past, a calm and peaceful life, and the heart that is always looking forward to fighting and looking forward to killing, in fact, there is a great conflict.

In fact, in the final analysis, it is still strength that restricts Yang Long, and now Yang Long's own professional strength is that of a fourth-order lower flame mage, with the ability to cast magic without chanting spells and hiding, it is very easy to defeat professionals below the fifth order.

Even against a fifth-order professional, with the speed of a fourth-order warrior's body, there is no problem in not being able to fight and escape. If this kind of strength was in the eastern Lordaeron before the plague, as long as it did not offend the Rivendell family, then it would almost be able to go sideways.

However, at the moment when the plague is raging, this strength is completely insufficient, not to mention the Silver Knights, just take those noble private armies as an example, every team of thousands of people, at least one high-level powerhouse is in charge.

And the qi energy has not been cast for three years, although Yang Long has found a way to increase the strength of the qi by enhancing the dual talents. Now he could feel it every moment that the inner wall of the qi veins was getting stronger and stronger, and the amount of qi in his body was getting more and more, but to what extent he was exerting his strength, Yang Long didn't know very well.

Being familiar with the human society of the world of Azeroth made Yang Long no longer so blind and arrogant about his position in this world. If you have to divide cannon fodder and the strong as a division, then the junior level of the high-level strong and the rank of the seventh-order professional are a chasm between the two.

The strong base of human beings makes the number of professionals very large, and because everyone's talent is different, and adventures are not something that everyone can encounter, at least more than half of the professionals will not be able to be promoted to a higher level in their lifetime.

And once promoted to the high rank, the growth of strength is a water grinding kung fu, as long as you have been working tirelessly, you will one day become a twelfth-order powerhouse. However, many people spend too much time before the high level, so their lifespan is not enough to support their strength increase, and there are not a few who regret dying in the end.

Qi Qi belongs to Yang Long's hole cards, and it will cause damage to the body, and it will also attract the covetousness and evil thoughts of others. The skill of being able to kill strong enemies by several ranks, and the royal family that rules an entire country does not necessarily have it.

Unless it is a last resort or needs to work hard, Yang Long is not ready to use qi, and because the stimulation of qi requires a lot of physical strength, and at the same time, Yang Long's so-called dual talents are only one-fifth of the elemental energy contained in the original talent.

Being able to gather magical elemental energy, Yang Long is far inferior to magicians of the same level, which also allows him to fight quickly. If the battle situation is glued, it will be very bad for him.

In such a situation, it is obviously not wise to go out alone. And leading the family army, under a certain amount of security, to hone their own strength and accelerate the growth of magical talent is the most efficient behavior.

"Well, you have to prepare well, wait until you participate in that rally, and after you get married, you will find an excuse to fight in East Lordanlun" made a decision secretly, and Yang Long had been bothered for a few days, and finally had a certain idea about the prospects for future development.

In just such a period of time, the servants and daughters had already sorted out everything, and Yang Long comforted his emotionally agitated fiancée, and quickly integrated into the atmosphere of family life.

In the following days, Yang Long began to make planned preparations, from the weapons in his hand to the leather armor for protection, from the cloth robe for daily life to the magic robe with a certain bonus to magical energy, from the throwing knife used for throwing to the staff and dagger used to disguise his identity.

The spatial ring given to Yang Long by Loraine Grovei was the hand of Dalaran's Arcane Grandmaster, a super-level powerhouse in the Council of Six. The size of the space was the size of an entire basketball court, but what puzzled Yang Long was that he could only activate half of the capacity in his hands.

The space ring of the world of Azeroth can be used as long as it is a professional, and even El who only has the strength of the second-order upper rank can fully activate all the capacity, but when it comes to Yang Long's hand, half of it is inexplicably gone.

But something is better than nothing, and even with half the capacity, you can put a lot of things. In addition to the above weapons and equipment, Yang Long placed a large number of thickened silk bandages and gold coins, stacked silk bandages and tens of thousands of gold coins that were more than one person high, and stuffed the remaining space of weapons and equipment very tightly.

Time, in Yang Long's busyness, passed unconsciously, and a month passed quickly.