"Hey, you all know that those scary ice ghosts and ice spirits are all gathered together like a New Year's ball, and what kind of guide do you want me to be?!"

In a rather exaggerated tone, it was Morgan Tumengassol who said this.

Of course, in order for Morgan-Tumengassol to be able to say this sensiblely, Rowe had to let Ayrine target him again before questioning him.

As for what Luo Wei asked, there was no doubt that it could only be the Ausumantega Snow Mountain, where did those ice ghosts, ice spirits, frost giants, or something go.

Morgan's answer was as the Druid Master Queensland had guessed, and it was also as Lowe had predicted.

"You little bastard, you can answer whatever Your Excellency Luo Wei asks! Who gave him the right to make a wild statement?

Seeing that Rowe's expression was not good-looking, the old lord rushed up and slapped Morgan Tumengassol on the back of the head, so as to suspend him, the only grandson, into a five-body throwing on the ground.

"Your Excellency Luo Wei, this kid is not sensible, don't care, don't care, I'll educate him well later, so that he can understand how to serve his master!"

After pumping the uncompetitive grandson, the old lord immediately nodded at Luo Wei and said, although what he said was the words of the heart-wrenching intention to abuse the only third-generation male heir of the family, but the loving heart of protecting the precious grandson was clearly felt by everyone.

"Don't you know when I need a positive image the most, old man?!"

Morgan-Tumengasol glared at the old man, this kid is now full of Eloline, where can he care about anything else?

"Ladies and gentlemen. Rest for another quarter of an hour. Then we set off into the mountains. How?"

What is the nature of Rovi's requisition, he said to the druid master Queensland.

"No problem. ”

Master Druid nodded, things have come to this field, and it doesn't matter if it's a quarter of an hour earlier or a quarter of an hour late.

The old lord bowed to Rowe with great gratitude, and he understood that the reason why Rowe said this was to sell him such a face, so that he could fully educate Morgan Tumengassol.

"Old Lord. You'd better follow that topic, or it probably won't work. ”

Rovi received the old lord's salute, and then he reminded Eloline Nunu with hinting kindness.

"Yes, I will, thank you so much for your advice!"

The old lord could not hear what Rowe meant, although it was not clear whether he would act according to Rowe's will, but at least this gesture of infinite gratitude was very sufficient.

After thanking Rowe, the old lord, with the assistance of his two sons of bronze knights, dragged Morgan Tumengassol, who tried to get to Aroline's side again, away in a brutal manner. dragged to an unknown place for the final "surprise education".

"Maybe taking that kid with you might not have been a wise decision. His mind didn't seem to be clear at all. ”

After Morgan-Tumengassol was dragged away, the master druid suddenly spoke in a voice that was not too loud.

"Then should he thank you, Master Queensland, or should he curse you with a straw man?"

Lowe made a little joke.

Perhaps he was a little embarrassed by what Luo Wei said, but the druid master did not remain silent until the quarter of an hour had finally passed......

A quarter of an hour later, Morgan Tumengasol was dragged back by his fathers and grandparents, but this time he was no longer dressed in a messy garment, but in a very well-maintained leather armor that was worn from head to toe.

There were even more weapons, not only did Morgan Tumenggasol have two swords stuck in his waist, but the old lord also helped him carry a short-handled war hammer, and his father or uncle had a metal shield full of spikes.

No, there was more than one side of the shield, and it was only when Morgan Tumengasor struggled to stand up straight, instead of being dragged along, that Morgan Gasol actually had a painted iris shield behind his back - the kind of shield in the shape of pouring droplets.

"Your Excellency Luo Wei, you may not know too well, in fact, my grandson has a good brute strength, my ancestral Heavenly Iron War Hammer can wield it for almost a quarter of an hour, and every blow can knock down an ice ghost!

The old lord, who was carrying a short-handled war hammer, said to Rowe in a rather proud tone, and he deliberately saved this to say it at the last moment of his departure, naturally so that Rowe could be a little impressed by his only grandson.

The old lord is not blind, he clearly sees that Rowe, a necromancer, actually has the wealth to equip all the undead servants with super luxurious equipment that can envy many knights, so if Rowe can look up to his grandson Morgan Tumenggasol a little bit, he should always be able to mix some better weapons and equipment and even magic equipment, right?

"Tsk, I really can't see it. ”

Maggie, the granddaughter of the Druid Master Queensland, heard the old lord's words, and immediately couldn't help muttering, in her eyes, Morgan Tumengasol is not even as good as a clown, can wield a heavy heavenly iron war hammer for a quarter of an hour?

Ha, don't be kidding, you can help sew someone else's belly when you laugh?

"Hey, you're being laughed at, hurry up and prove your strength, stupid, slap this unsightly and uncute little girl in the face!"

Chrissy immediately began to fan the flames, but the word "hey" she used seemed to show that she didn't really think very well of Morgan Tumenggassol.

Ayrine frowned slightly, although Morgan Tumengassol's stupid person caused her a lot of trouble, but Aeloline, who retains a part of her normal human personality and thinking, actually didn't hate Morgan Tumengasol too much, and now she was teased by two little girls in turn. It's human nature that she feels a little unhappy.

But Aroline's brow hadn't yet reopened. In between Morgan-Tumengassol muffled from the old lord's hands. He snatched the short-handled Sky Iron Warhammer from it, and slammed it to the floor.

The floor was smashed into a hole the size of a basin.

"Cut, it's just brute force, what's the big deal......"

Maggie was like a dead duck cooked, still with a hard mouth.

"Oh, that's a lot of strength. Yes, yes, that's how it should be! Now I've changed my mind and decided to support you in chasing Ayrin!"

Chrissy was very excited, she was very different from Maggie, and this kind of situation that could make Maggie deflated naturally made her feel very happy.

Morgan grinned, threw away the Heavenly Iron Warhammer and ran towards Aroline, only to open his mouth wide to say something, and disappeared out of thin air with a snort!

However, everyone looked at it and realized that Morgan Tumenggassol's stupid guy had actually come out of the big pit he had just smashed out with a hammer. Fell into the cellar below......

Chrissy, who was holding her stomach, took the lead in laughing without giving face. Then there was Maggie, who was a dead duck, then Arroline, who had just been a little impressed by Morgan-Tumengassol, and then everyone couldn't help but laugh, including the old lord, who showed a wry smile.

"Morale is high, isn't it?"

After laughing a few times, Rowe turned his head to the Druid Master, who had also suppressed his smile.

The Druid Master nodded, acknowledging Rovi's claim.

The servants of the Tumengasol family laughed at their disgraced young master out of the basement, and when they got the boy into a small horse, Rowe wasted no time in waving his hand and giving the order to march to the Ausumantega Snow Mountain.

The old lord reluctantly sent him into the depths of the jungle, until it was already dark and there was almost no turning back, when he finally stopped and watched Aroline, who had already ridden her horse and regained her vitality, to the side of the drifting Elroline, and disappeared into the dense forest with her only grandson, Morgan Tumengasol, who had been constantly giving great attention.

"Father, that druid master seems to have some big plans, and that Rowe is also a necromancer who disregards life, so let Morgan follow them...... Is it appropriate?"

Beside the old lord, his eldest son held aloft a pine oil torch with black smoke and said softly.

"Ignoring life, my son, you don't see it clearly at all, this Lord Lowe actually doesn't care about life at all, I firmly believe that letting Morgan follow him by his side is the wisest decision I have ever made in my life!"

The old lord slowly withdrew his gaze, looked at his eldest son who was not smart enough, and said in a serious voice.

"Father, if it happens、I mean what if...... In the unlikely event that something misfortune happens to Morgan, the foundation that our Tumengasol family has worked so hard to build will not even last for three generations and will have to be handed over to others. ”

The old lord's youngest son also said worriedly, the more he thought about it now, the more he felt that the danger in the snowy mountains of Ausumantega was incomparable, and it was simply not worth the loss for Morgan, the only male in the third generation of their family, to take this big risk.

"You two—" By the light of the flickering torches blown by the night wind, the old lord looked around at his two sons who were only bronze rank strength, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Morgan is my only grandson, as a father and uncle, you feel sorry for him and worry about him, how can I bear to let him suffer and experience the danger of his life? But if you don't think too much about messy things, how can you reach such an age where you only have the strength of the bronze rank?"

As soon as these words came out, the two sons of the old lord bowed their heads in shame and did not speak again.

"Let's go back. ”

After a long time, the old lord said.

The old lord did not tell his two sons that his grandson, Morgan, who had insulted the lintel of the Tumengasol family, had enlarged the belly of a sixteen-year-old girl in the town.

Although it was only a drunken mistake, the witch Evan had already told the old lord that it was a son, a son with the blood of the Tumengasol family flowing in his veins! (To be continued......)