The third time Interesting Richard

Interesting Richard was woken up by his son the next morning.

He heard his son shouting crazily on the lawn, and Lucien's laughter, and the scream of the shrew next door: "Damn Richard, look at your son, look at your son."

Richard opened the curtains in a daze. The light of the white tower was dim, but the east was full of sunshine, but all this was not as shocking as the fire on the lawn. He suddenly pushed open his window, and his son, Maglin, was standing upright on the lawn, where Margaret's family on the other side of the fence was shouting loudly.

"Look at your son." Margaret shouted.

Hearing the sound of his father's bedroom window, Maglin turned around proudly with open arms. The black low-level magic apprentice robe floated in the morning wind, and Maglin's eyes flashed with crystal tears, and between his fingers, a flame was beating happily. Suddenly, Maglin's fingers trembled, and the small flame immediately flew towards Richard.

Richard dodged in confusion, but the flame deftly turned a corner and returned to Maglin's fingertips. Richard's embarrassed look made Margaret laugh, and Maglin waved his arm at him below: "Father, I can communicate. I can communicate with elements."

"Yes, master, the young master can communicate elements." Lucian also shouted. Although she doesn't really know about magic, she also knows what it means for Maglin.

"I'll come down right away." Richard quickly shouted at Maiglin, and then he disappeared from the window.

The joy on his face made Maglin very happy, but no one saw that Richard's face became dark after leaving everyone's sight, as if it was not a happy thing for him to suddenly communicate magic. Richard was in a hurry to dress, and he was in a hurry to open the door. Between opening the door, his legs touched the edge of the bed, and the bed cracked.

Richard suddenly fell there in embarrassment. Hearing the noise upstairs, Maglin raised his head suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"The damn bed is broken. Oh, my God." In the footsteps, Richard quickly appeared outside the door of the house, and the sloppy nobleman, who seemed to have not woken up, rushed out in a hurry: "Are you really able to communicate?"

"Yes, father. I can really communicate magic elements." After all, Maglin is still a 15-year-old child, and no matter how incompetent Richard is, he is his father until now. With that, Maglin stretched out his hand and said, "I can communicate with natural elements now."

"Yes. This is really a happy thing, Maglin, how did you do it?

Maglin looked at his father strangely. He saw a little worry in Richard's smile, which made him very strange, but he immediately answered his father's question. Maglin said, "Just like the past, and then suddenly he was able to communicate with them."

"Suddenly? Suddenly?" Richard felt incredible and touched his hand on his son's body.

"Yes, suddenly, what are you doing?"

"What a happy day. Come in, come in, I said Margaret, don't say this kind of thing outside. My son needs to surprise those who have laughed at him. What do you think, Maiglin?" As Richard spoke, he said to Lucian, "Lucian, go and talk to the fat woman with a big mouth, or the game will lose fun. Go ahead, go."

After saying that, he pulled his son into the house and closed the door.

"You seemed to shout last night."

"Me?" Maglin pointed at his nose blankly. He really didn't know it.

Richard looked serious: "Yes, you shouted."

"Well, even if you shout, it may be a dream, father, I can communicate with elements now. Why are you not happy at all?"

"No, no, no, son, I'm very happy that you can do this, but it's too sudden. I think it's a little unacceptable. It's very important to learn magic, but your body is more important. Do you think there's something wrong?"

Looking at Richard's worried look, Maglin couldn't help but think of the elf who wanted to talk to himself in his world last night. He thought of this and couldn't help looking at Richard and asked suspiciously, "Is there anything wrong? Father, do you, do you know that I can't learn magic? Because?"

"What?" Richard suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand and rubbed his son's soft hair and said, "Are you kidding? Do you think I'm better than your college tutor? Oh, yes, I've slaughtered dragons, haha."

But Maglin didn't smile. Maglin looked straight at his father: "Father, there's something wrong with you."

"Come with me." After looking at each other for a few seconds, Richard grabbed his son's hand and walked to his bedroom. The narrow stairs couldn't accommodate two people side by side, but Richard still stubbornly held his son's hand sideways and did not let go until his bedroom. Maglin looked at the wooden bed attached to the wall scattered on the ground, and the bedding rolled in the corner of the wall.

Suddenly, he saw a little damage under the knee of his father's pajamas, and several cracks began to penetrate deep and deep in the corner of the wooden bed.

Richard didn't seem to notice his son's gaze. He was stretching out his head and took out a few gold coins to Lucien that today was a day off, and there was such a happy event. He simply invited Margaret's family to dinner and asked Margaret, who was going to go grocery shopping, to take Lucian to buy some food.

When Richard turned around, he saw Maglin squatting there, the bedding was completely lifted, and countless cracks on the bedboard of the wooden bed covered the whole once complete bed like spider webs. And Maglin then bent down and touched the brand-new lines on the old and wet wall with his fingers.

Richard looked at his son until Maglin turned around.

"Sit down." Richard pointed to a chair by the window.

"Ye-huh." Maglin came over, but squatted down and put his fingers under his father's knee. His broken pajamas were pulled away by him. Richard did not move. He didn't seem to care about his son's behavior. Maglin looked at a small red dot under his father's knee. He looked up at his father and looked up at his father: "Count Geff said You are a person with a story, and now I believe it.

Richard smiled bitterly, and there was no more decadence and cynicism before.

"Okay, sit down. It's really meticulous. I can't hide it even if I want to.

"Are you my biological father?"

"You bastard, I'm not your biological father. Who is it?" Richard was suddenly asked by his son and suddenly lost his temper. For men, this question was really annoying.

Maglin was relieved. The teenager who hoped that his father was a strong man happily took his father's hand, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Richard expectantly: "Father, what do you want to tell me? Say it quickly. Have you really slaughtered dragons before?

"You sit quietly. I thought that those secular ridicule, mockery, bullying, etc. could make you calm. Now you are a little disappointed in me.

"My father in the past disappointed me." Maglin's cunning smile.

Looking at his son's long absence, Richard was a little distracted by his intimacy. He slowly stretched out his hand, stroked Maglin's hair again, and then said, "Meglin, can you tell me what happened to me first?"

"What?" Maglin's heart was shocked. He felt that Euro seemed to care, and then a warning came from his heart: "Don't tell anyone about my existence."

"What happened to you, before you communicated with the magic element, or what made you finally communicate the magic element." Richard looked very, very serious and even a little nervous.

"I, I didn't."

"Don't lie to me. What makes you like this? For example, have you encountered anything strange recently, strange people?" Richard asked, his questions one after another, very compact, very compact. Can Maglin hear that he seems to be a little scared?

How could it be? How could Richard be afraid?

Suddenly, Maglin remembered again. Since he was sensible, no matter whether Richard was chased by others for gambling outside, or fought with someone after drinking too much, or quarreled with anyone, no matter what happened to shameful and who his opponent was, he never felt afraid from his father. Today This is the first time.

But he can't say it.

He knows Euro's ability. Euro has so far been the key to his ability to have magic, and he is afraid that while offending Euro's loss of magic, he will also let himself and his father fall into his revenge. Somehow, he thinks that Euro must be a great elf, a magician who can construct his own space. He is an earth-shaking figure.

So, Maglin could only insist to Richard: "I really haven't encountered anything strange or people. I couldn't do magic yesterday afternoon, but I could communicate as soon as I woke up. I thought that the exam was coming soon. This was my last chance. I couldn't sleep, so I went to the yard and continued. I tried to test it, and the result came out in an instant. I think maybe John's great magician will bless me. Father, this is good for me. What are you worried about?

"My God, can I communicate magic after sleeping?" Richard looked at his son without tears.

Over the years, under the bullying, laughter and even besiege of many people, Meglin has had enough tortured and has learned to hide his mind. Whether it is joy or hatred, when the joy has passed, he can't even see through Richard's reaction now. Richard scratched his head in distress and looked at his seemingly ignorant son. For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Father, what are you worried about?" Maglin is eager to know. Young people always want to be different, but they don't know that being different often means the beginning of trouble.

"I'm not worried about anything. Well, let me tell you the truth. I have indeed been to the wilderness before, and I have indeed had good skills and seen the dark abyss.

"Have you ever slaughtered a dragon?"

"No. Nothing happened. I was scared away before I got to the abyss. Richard faced his son with shame and admitted that he was bragging.

Maglin showed a little joke smile. Richard patted his son on the head angrily: "Dragon, how can it be dealt with? That kind of thing should not exist in this world at all! Everyone knows I'm just kidding. Yes, I'm kidding."

"Father, you haven't told me what you are worried about."

"I don't have any worries. Originally, I thought you had encountered some miracle, or some master's advice that I suddenly understood the ability to communicate with elements. I just wanted to ask you and talk about it. Since you can communicate elements after sleeping, why haven't you slept so many times before? What is it? Maybe it's John's blessing."

"It's John's great magician." Maglin was dissatisfied with his father's casual name for his idol.

"Yes, yes, I hope you can become a person like St. John in the future." Richard laughed, but Maglin still refused: "Father, I always feel that you are hiding some secrets. It seems that something didn't tell me. I even feel that you know the reason why I can't use magic. Although you don't admit it, what's going on?

Looking at the rotten bed pointed by his son, Richard, who looked down at his knees, had to smile bitterly and said, "Son, don't tell anyone everything about me. Although the Richards have fallen, they have fallen before they fall.

"Owner the whole island of eddy before the decline. I've heard it since I was a child.

"Listen patiently to me. The Richard family used to be very, very big, and there were many people. Later, they suffered great losses because of the War of the Rose Empire hundreds of years ago. But the Richards' motto for a thousand years is that every adult man who has reached the age of 18 must hide his name and travel outside for five years before he can go home. Although the Richard family has fallen, there are only two of us, but we have to abide by the last words of our ancestors, so when I was young, I traveled abroad and met a lot of people.

At this point, Richard paused, looked at his concentrated son, and sighed heavily: "He has a certain reputation among mercenaries, and naturally has good kung fu. But at that time, he was young and ignorant, and offended a nobleman of the empire. He was chased and killed by them sent troops. My friends were fighting at that time. Dead, I was the only one who narrowly escaped. Fortunately, the Richards' ancestors asked their children and grandchildren to use names that have nothing to do with the family when they travel. So, that's why they didn't find me. I was just worried about this, and then I thought about how could they kindly help the enemy's son? Don't tell anyone everything I tell you."

With that, Richard slowly untied his clothes.

Pointing to a seemingly shallow scar on his chest, he said to Meglin: "At that time, this knife was left by an extremely powerful warrior of the other party after dozens of meters. Now it doesn't seem to be serious, but at that time, I could even see my heart beating in the air."

Maglin opened his eyes in horror and stretched out his hand to touch the scar on his father's chest. Suddenly, Euro whispered in his heart. Maglin asked him what was wrong in his heart. Euro replied, "Your father didn't lie. I felt that there was a crack in the wound until your father's ribs, but don't worry, Richard's injury has healed long ago."

At this time, Richard was still talking about his secret.

"I can't tell you who the enemy is, because everything has passed, and you are still young. If you accidentally spill your mouth, it will bring disaster. I won't tell you how I offended that nobleman back then. After all, everything is over. After returning here, I met your mother. She was a good woman, but she left when she gave birth to you. At that time, I hated you very much and felt that you took away your mother's life. Alas."

Knowing this reason, Maglin didn't say anything. When he saw Richard mention it again, he could only be silent. He looked at the portrait of his mother he had never seen countless times. A very gentle and beautiful woman who always had a 25-year-old face. The father, who seemed to be promiscuous all day, was actually very affectionate. Maglin raised his head and looked at his father's still handsome face. Suddenly, he thought of a question: "Father, do you remember the nobleman?"

"I won't remember, don't worry. When you leave home, I will tell you everything about the past. All right. No one can tell us everything. Lucy is back. Let's go to Aunt Margaret's house together. Remember to learn your magic well. I think you will definitely become a great magician like St. John, because you have talent.

"Your father is a very good man. Maglin, respect your father. Euro's voice sounded in his mind.

"Mr. Euro, do you also know something? Am I a little different from ordinary people?"

"It's no different. Don't daydream all day. But you can learn some martial arts from your father. Well, I think you can learn from the Count Geoff to hide your eyes and ears, because I want to tell you a secret that your father is much better than him.

"How powerful is it?" Maglin was so surprised that he fully believed what Euro said.

"Uncertain. But haven't you found that your father's infamous life can still live so well. How can he do it without a little ability?

McGreen, who listened to Euro's advice, immediately said to his father, "Father, can you teach me martial arts? I think a magician might be better if he has a strong body. At least I won't be easily knocked down when I recite the spell like the magician who was beaten by you.

Richard smiled very uglyly: "Contributing to things and learn magic. Besides, I have told you not to say everything about me. Suddenly you learned martial arts. How to explain it?

"Father, I, I can pretend to study with Count Geoff. Can you teach me quietly when you come back? I don't want to be bullied.

"I don't want to be bullied." Richard chewed this sentence, and he suddenly looked at his son and shouted, "No, why are the scars on your face gone?"

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