Chapter Fifty-Six, We Never Gave In!

Since it is a big family, it is natural to have the heritage of this big family. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

What is Heritage?

That's it!

Lin family, Lin family fort, is located in the north of Huayang City, the east of the Daqing Mountain, a branch of the Kuoshan Mountain, hollowing out a mountain, the power of nine generations, the momentum is majestic and majestic.

From afar, as long as he sees this majestic Lin Family Fort, every child of the Lin family can't help but feel a sense of pride and belief from the depths of his blood from the bottom of his heart!

I am the descendant of Lin Youtang Warlock, I have the blood of heroes in my body, and I want to regain the glory of my Lin family!

As soon as the private car entered the gate, a sideburn covered with silver wires, but still in good spirits, the meticulously dressed old butler was standing at the door waiting.

The old housekeeper opened the car door for Lin Xi and said respectfully: "Young master, the master asked you to go to his study!"

Lin Xi was stunned for a moment, and immediately said to the old housekeeper: "Lin Lao, I've worked hard for you, I'll go right away!"

That's where my father met with important people, and you know, even if it's yourself, you can't enter without permission. Outside the study, Lin Xi was in front of a special mirror, sorting out the person's own clothes, as a big family with a long history, he still looked at these things quite seriously.

Because the education he received since he was a child told him that these details not only show the heritage of a family, a person's upbringing, but also the foundation of the family's long-term inheritance, so Lin Xi, as the heir of this family, naturally attaches great importance to it.

The pure black dress, straight and meticulous, perfectly showed his slender and sturdy figure to the fullest, straightened the burgundy bow tie, and after ensuring that there was no trespassing, he took a deep breath, and Lin Xi knocked on the door with a bang.

"Come in!" a deep voice came from the study.

Pushing open the door, Lin Xi walked into the study.

The 80-square-meter study room does not have so much decoration, except for the leather sofa used by the guests, only the three-meter-long mahogany desk facing north and south, which is more eye-catching.

For a family like the Lin family, which has been passed down for several generations and hundreds of years, they don't need those magnificent decorations to show their heritage and prestige, because their existence itself is a kind of heritage. Lin Xi knew this, so he walked straight to the centuries-old mahogany desk.

"You're here!" Lin De's expression didn't change much, but the lines between his eyebrows softened a little bit when he looked at Lin Xi. With a white face and beard, and black hair, he looks like a person in his thirties at first glance, and he doesn't seem to have the majestic momentum that the head of the family should have.

But Lin Xi, who was standing with his head down, could clearly feel the kind of strong momentum hidden in his father: "Yes, father!"

"Do you know why I called you back today?" asked Linde.

Lin Xi replied very simply, "I don't know!"

"Don't be afraid of clouds to cover your eyes, only clouds are born in this mountain. The world can only see those things that are bright enough, but they can't see the secrets hidden behind the brightness!" said Linde, who had a deep eye.

Frowning, Lin Xi, who was confused, didn't understand what his father was talking about at all.

Lind showed no sign of explanation, but let out a long sigh, his tone low and lost.

After a long time, Linde, who spit out the turbid breath in his chest, said faintly.

"From the beginning of my understanding, my father taught me that the weak are not even qualified to choose their own way of death. At that time, I didn't quite understand, I asked why, he said that the weak can only pray for the mercy of the strong, and I asked him what the weak are, and he told me that it is those stupid people who are willing to be weak and do not know how to resist and work hard!"

"He told me that the more people he knew, the more he liked dogs, and the only ones he liked more than dogs were the orcs of our homeland, the Northlands.

Our Lin family has a history of more than 300 years since the ancestor Lin Youtang Warlock began to move to Huayang City, Huayang District. Didn't you always ask where my uncles and uncles were? Now I'll tell you that they all went to the Northland, or they all died in the Northland.

The deepest impression of everyone who has been to the Northland is not the cold winter of the Northland, but the roar of the orcs, and those who have not really heard that kind of roar cannot experience the feeling of being vast and shocking.

They roared almost all the time, when they charged, when they killed, when they drank, when they fled......

But your uncles and uncles agree that there is no more shocking beast roar than when an orc finds himself a captive.

I've never seen anything like it, but their descriptions still send chills down my shoulders.

They say that when an orc finds himself a slave from the collar around his neck and the contempt of his enemies, they go berserk in hysterics. With your teeth, with your head, with your whole body, you will try all your strength to break free of the necklace until you are drenched in blood and collapsed.

Then they will do everything possible to escape, resist and even die with those who enslave them, even if they are tied firmly with the thickness of their arms, they will still not give up this spirit, they will continue to struggle like this, roaring, even if the skin is worn out and the bones are broken, as long as they do not die, they will not stop this meaningless action, as if at that moment, regaining freedom is the meaning of their life.

Of course, what is even more terrifying is that their behavior is not based on the honor and dignity of the individual, but on the commonality of the entire race.

Even based on the Northland, Helan College in Helan District, one of the five major federations, spent nearly a hundred years and spent countless human and financial resources to come to this conclusion that this race cannot be enslaved.

Whether it is a powerful orc in the prime of life, or an old and frail old orc, whether male or female, old man or child, or even an infant baby, once they find themselves enslaved, they burn their lives and souls to fight, at any cost, even death. ”

Lind sighed, " In the past hundred years, Helan Academy has hired a large number of mercenaries to capture orcs, invited countless slave training experts and high-level warlocks to conduct taming experiments, and the orcs have spent nearly a hundred years, through bloody resistance and uncompromising blood, through countless deaths and rage, and finally let the entire federation understand a truth, that is, orcs can be defeated, can be killed, and even corpses can be used for corpse research, but no one can enslave them while they are alive, even if they still have a breath left......"

"I don't know if you have such a question, why did the ancestors of the Lin family come to Huayang District to find a place to settle down, while his descendants went to their former hometown to die from generation to generation.

Now your shoulders are still very immature, and many of the secrets of the family are not yet qualified to know what you should know.

However, you must know one thing, when our Lin family came here, they also faced oppression and remorse, broke the boat, and exchanged all their belongings for an opportunity to guard the city gate.

Back then, Lin Youtang's ancestors took the only dozen or so remaining family warlocks and plunged into the wall where demonic beasts were raging, starting from a small city gate guard, and step by step there was today's Lin family.

Back then, we were defeated and bullied, but we never bowed our heads, because our ancestors said that if we lower our heads once, we will not have so much psychological burden when we bow our heads once...... So the totem of our family is a roaring orc, because we want every descendant of our family to remember this ruthlessness that never bows down. ”

In the manor, by the pool, Lin Xi, who was drunk and lying on the knees of a beauty, curled the corners of his mouth and picked up the satellite phone that Lewis called him.