"They're coming!" Before he could reach the door, he heard a noise inside.

"Happy New Year, Aunt Jenny," Arthur smiled and saluted, taking out his presents.

"Arthur is coming, come in," Jenny welcomed Arthur in, helped him take off his coat, patted the snow on it, and hung it by the door. From the original lady to the current aunt, Arthur has been here many times. This woman over forty years old does not have the strength to help her maintain the beauty she once had, but the years have carved her body with a sense of home.

"Brother Arthur, you are still the same, it's really enviable!" Andrew's other son, Tony, was sitting at the table, and greeted Arthur with a smile at this time, no longer the hostility he had when they first met.

"I'd like to grow up sooner, when will my father be back?" said Arthur, smiling again, pulling out a gift.

"It should be soon, he promised me that he would deal with the unfinished documents as soon as possible" Jenny smiled at Arthur and yelled at Tony, "Tony, don't sit still, come and set the plates." ”

Sure enough, not long after, Andrew walked into the house, and Jenny came up to complain, but the joy in her eyes could not be hidden, Andrew kissed her lightly, and then greeted his sons.

The fireplace was blazing, and all kinds of dishes were on the table, unlike the silence of the human aristocracy eating, it was more like an ordinary house, and everyone was chatting enthusiastically while eating. Like a miller, after a year of hard work, sitting with his family, Andrew tried his best to maintain his father's reserve, but he was still poured a few glasses of wine, and his face was full of joy when he looked at his grown sons, and showed a look of joy from the bottom of his heart.

The snowflakes were still falling outside the window, and the cold night didn't affect the warmth of the cottage in the slightest, and when dinner was over, the enthusiasm was gone. Andrew suddenly said, "Arthur, you come with me." He said and walked out the door first.

Arthur followed out in confusion and walked beside Andrew, neither of them spoke on the way, only the creaking footsteps and the falling snowflakes. It wasn't until he stopped in front of a large house near Bloodthorn's headquarters that Andrew sighed and pushed the door in. Arthur followed him, already vaguely aware of it. It was the first time he had seen Andrew sigh, and no matter how difficult it was, it only made him frown. In two years, Arthur has learned that his father is a real man, strong, brave, gentle, and impeccable to those around him. Almost all of the people in Bloodthorn sincerely praise him, and not fear his right. There weren't many things that could make him sigh.

With a casual wave of his hand, the whole room glowed, and everything in front of him emitted a thick layer of ash. The room still seemed to exude unending joy, and Arthur understood that this was where his parents got married.

Andrew quietly remembered for a moment, then walked to the inner room, and with the same wave of his hand, the whole room showed its original appearance.

"I used to love her so much, I was desperate to get her, and I believed that nothing was possible, even if she was a saint of the elves. I searched the whole world, deep into the territory of the orcs and the lair of the black dragon underground, just to get her. I did, and the elves would compromise in the face of their relics, and I traded them for the cup of life for a chance to get her. All the druids cheered for me then, me

I thought it was happiness, but I was disappointed, her heart was like another world, and she told me that her body would always be faithful, but her heart would always belong to hers. I felt insulted, the biggest blow of my life, and then I lost my mind in anger, and then I was separated forever. These are her dowries, and after she left, I sealed this place, and now they belong to you. Andrew finished the words in one breath.

Arthur could understand how much of the man's feelings were buried in these experiences. Looking at this priceless house, although he was not actually his son, he sighed for them.

"Are these your New Year's gifts for me?" asked Arthur.

"No, these are gifts from your mother. Andrew said and pulled out a box, "This was given to you by a friend, can you use him to pack these things?"

"Space Ring!" Arthur couldn't help but exclaim, what a rare gift. The ring made of pure Mithril exudes a mysterious light, and is adorned with star sand, which shimmers with a strange brilliance. The spatial expansion technology is almost lost today, and being able to create such a ring is probably something that only a very high-level alchemist can do, and Mithril is precious, needless to say, and Xingsha is even more precious than Mithril, and the maker of this ring obviously has extremely high artistic attainments. Arthur put it on his middle finger with some excitement, and immediately felt that it was the size of a hut in it when he entered the force of nature, but he saw that there was a thick pile of documents in the corner of the "hut", and he not only took it out curiously.

Andrew explained: "This is my gift, your appointment and some relevant information, you are twenty years old, it is time to leave. ”

"Thank you, Father. This gift is too precious. I'll do his best. After reading these things today, I actually want to say that some good things only make people miserable, and Aunt Jenny understands your heart better than my mother, and Tony may need your encouragement more than me. Arthur said sincerely.

"I don't need you to teach me a lesson, you can clean up here! I'm going home. Andrew still looks like a tough guy, but Arthur's words really touched his heart, he doesn't want to think about those things anymore, he just wants to go home and hug his wife, and discuss his plans for next year with Tony, he really focused too much on Anthony in the past and ignored him a little. He wanted to tell his son that he loved him just as much.

Arthur stayed in this room that could be counted as a treasure trove, counted them, and put them all into the newly obtained rings, only a small box of gold coins from the Elven Kingdom period, and more works of art from the Elven Master, Arthur knew that these paintings and wood carvings were more valuable than these ancient Elven coins. What intrigued Arthur was a small harp, with its delicate patterns and magical breath that amazed Arthur, a modern man who has experienced countless art treasures. The rest also has some magic items, all of which are rare treasures.

It can be seen that the elves are not ashamed of the saints who sacrificed themselves, which is why they have so many precious dowries. But in order to survive, even stubborn elves can't help but learn to compromise. These things are now rightfully in Arthur's hands.

Arthur counted his things and took out the order. The president of the thieves' guild in Saint-Rol, a city in the south of the kingdom of Saint-Perrault, has been rebelled, and now that Bloodthorn has completely lost control of that area, Arthur has two tasks, one is to retrieve the head of the betrayer. The second is to take back the city and become the new guild leader there. Arthur couldn't help but smile bitterly, this was not an easy task.

There is a thief union in almost every city in this world, which is composed of all kinds of hooligans and thieves, in fact, it is the underworld of the other world, but this underworld cannot grow freely like in the previous life, but there are different organizations behind it, and the underworld without organization cannot survive at all. It's like a world organization like Bloodthorn, where a few so-called "bosses" in a small place can't compete at all, just like the difference between the Taliban and street gangsters, and of course, when these "bosses" are behind another equally large organization, then things will be different. Needless to say, the organization behind the rebellion of a city trade union president is strong, which determines that it is impossible to solve the problem by force. But without force, would Arthur convince him to hand over his head?

However, when Arthur pulled out another document, Arthur couldn't help but smile and finally understood the meaning of the gift that Andrew was talking about. A detailed list of the area and the intelligence officers there was not the most important thing, just to help Arthur take control of the area, and what really mattered was a thin letter with a few short sentences on it.

It was for Arthur to convince him.