Anthony Edwards, the emperor of the Shanya Empire, was a brown-haired middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, with a rather dignified face.

The first meeting between the two was not in the main hall, but in Anthony's study.

Carl's appearance, the top of the empire has long known through Jack, so they don't worry about someone impersonating him, and he directly brings it to Anthony.

Moreover, even if someone pretends to be, it is a genuine saint-level powerhouse, and the empire has no ability to resist.

In the study, Carl and Anthony sat opposite each other, one the Emperor and the other the strongest of the Terrans.

Due to Carl's age and relationship with Jack, the two are basically talking on equal status.

"Mr. Karl, do you have any plans for coming back this time?" Anthony asked with a smile.

Karl shook his head.

"I don't have any plans, but I don't think I'll leave our Terran territory in the short term."

Anthony breathed a sigh of relief, the former saint-level powerhouse Shanya had fallen, and he didn't want Carl, the new Terran saint-level, to run around again.

However, although he was the emperor of a country, he did not dare to say anything about arranging Karl, and he did not even say anything about advice.

After all, I don't know what Carl is like yet, and I don't know if Carl will put the human race first like Shanya.

If not, the more he speaks, the more dissatisfied Karl may become; If yes, then he doesn't have to say anything.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries.

Carl learned that Jack had returned to Knock Town, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, if he had returned to Knock Town first, he might have been treating Jack's injuries by now.

But after thinking about it, this trip to the imperial capital will have to run sooner or later, and I am relieved.

"By the way, Mr. Karl, I wonder who are the ones who are traveling with you?" Anthony was a little curious, the identity of the elven who came back with Carl, and of course, the bear-like monster.

There is nothing to hide from this.

"Your Majesty Anthony, two elves, one is a light mage I hired to treat my Uncle Jack's wounds."

"The other one is my friend, and he is also a powerhouse of the Holy Domain."

"As for that bear-like demonic beast, even if it's the demonic beast I subdued, it's a bear of the Holy Land named Barton!"

Carl said slowly.

Call!

Anthony clenched the armrests with both hands, and his breathing increased significantly.

Let's not talk about the two elves, because no matter how strong they are, they are only foreigners after all.

But that bear-like demonic beast, listening to Carl's consciousness, it was his demonic beast, that is, the strength that really belonged to the human race.

That's a real saint-level demonic beast!

Unexpectedly, Carl not only became a saint-level powerhouse himself, but also surrendered a saint-level demonic beast.

"Mr. Shanya is above, and the Terrans are safe." Anthony thought silently.

From learning of the fall of Shanya, Anthony has not been able to sleep well for many days and nights, and now the crisis is finally over.

Anthony also knew that Carl was concerned about Jack's injury, so he didn't say much and ended the conversation.

Before leaving, Carl hesitated.

"Your Majesty Anthony, please help me build a simple courtyard outside the imperial capital."

"Keep it simple, but stay away from the world."

Carl thought about it again and again, and felt that it might be a little inappropriate to continue to live in the small town of Nok, so he asked Anthony to help arrange a courtyard, which could also make the emperor of the human race feel at ease.

He is a saint-level powerhouse of the human race, if he lives in Nok Town for a long time, what do you think about the adjacent Demon Beast Mountain Range? What do elves think?

Carl now had to think a little more.

"I'll make sure I can arrange it for Mr. Carl." Anthony replied, and at the same time considered what kind of yard should be built to satisfy Mr. Karl.

This matter is already worthy of a special meeting of the imperial high-level to discuss.

...

Led by the attendants, Carl came to the place where David and the others were resting.

David was closing his eyes, and Barton was eating the honey that was specially offered in the palace.

As for Cedric, he actually asked the waiter for some pen and paper, and began to write and draw.

"Let's go, everyone, to Nok Town." Clar Lang said.

Later, several people came to the courtyard, and Barton didn't want to get bigger until Carl put a few buckets of honey in the room into the space ring, and it became bigger and flew up.

This time, the goal is clear, and it is directly the small courtyard in Nok Town.

…

The hometown is even more timid.

Carl didn't let Barton land directly at the gate of the courtyard, but came in a low-key manner before entering the town, so no one in the town noticed them.

However, Barton's appearance still attracted the attention of many people, after all, at this time, there were not many elven magicians who contracted Warcraft.

Walking on a familiar road, Carl sighed.

Dwarves, Terrans, and rare elves all walk up and down the streets, and occasionally acquaintances get together for a drink.

It is only in the small town of Nok that there is such harmony between the different races.

If he hadn't become a sanctuary soon, he would have ceased to exist soon.

"This is the small town of Nok where you grew up? It's too small, isn't it? David said.

Indeed, after seeing the imperial capital, and then looking at Nok Town, it is indeed too small.

Carl smiled slightly, "yes, I've been living here for more than ten years. ”

However, it won't be long before they have to move out again.

"Huh?" When he was about to reach the courtyard, Carl felt a little strange.

The previous small courtyard has disappeared, and in its place is a mansion several times larger, and there are two young guards standing at the door of the mansion, and they also reveal a military temperament.

Although there was no familiar courtyard, Carl could already feel the familiar atmosphere in the mansion.

Karl walked slowly forward, and as he approached the door, he could already hear hearty laughter coming from the courtyard, as well as the laughter of a woman like a silver bell.

"Uncle Jack."

Carl was familiar with Jack's voice, as for the other woman's voice.

"Linna?"

Carl remembered that Hank's sister, Lina, seemed to have lived here all along.

Looks like I'm getting along pretty well with Jack.

The two young guards saw the arrival of Carl's group from a distance, and the one with a more serious face was about to step forward to ask, but was preempted by another companion with a round face.

"Excuse me, is it Lord Karl?" The round-faced guard asked apprehensively.

"It's me."

"Great, you're finally back." The round-faced guard said excitedly.

He and another guard with a serious expression were the same soldiers who had gone to the Warcraft Mountains to find Carl a few years ago.

After searching for Carl to no avail, most of them stayed in the town guards' barracks, leaving the two of them to guard Jack's mansion.

Still, the two of them never complained.

The doorman, who also has to watch the door of the guard, the mansion of the saint-level powerhouse of the human race is not something that ordinary people can guard.

Since he was a guard, although he had not seen Carl himself, he was familiar with his portrait.

The serious face finally came back to his senses, and the more he looked at Carl, the more familiar he became, but it was not the person on the portrait, but Carl's temperament had changed a lot in recent years, so he didn't recognize it.

Two guards, one for each person, left the gate open.

"Master Karl, please come in."