Chapter 3 Return to Home

In my childhood memory, my father was always busy. If he wants to go further on the road of magic, he naturally has to spend his energy on various magic experiments and magic research. The magician's life is simple and tedious, and he can't always care too much about his family. Father is always strict, and smile and encouragement are stingy. During those years, the mother took care of the whole family and let the whole family run in an orderly manner, including caring and loving herself, especially her little son. Because she had little, she should be given more. Every mother felt that her child was the best, no matter what they were.

Step forward, recalling the past. After my mother's death, it seems that no one in the big family really cares about Lance. He lives in it, but it doesn't exist. Quinn has been addicted to his emotions and can't extricate himself. A two-on-one difficult choice, the wife left the hope of birth to the child, but she lost her own fragrance and jade damage. From then on, the man said goodbye forever. And whenever I see this child, I think of my wife, sadness and regret, hatred and self-reproach, which makes Quinn choose to escape and face his youngest son. For Lance, who was only 10 years old at that time, this was undoubtedly a huge blow.

The servants of the rich family have eyesight. His father Quinn Rossil deliberately ignored him, and his mother's death, coupled with his mediocre magical talent, made the young Lance taste the warmth of human feelings. In the previous life, he was not valued by his father, despised by his subordinates, and was ridiculed by those warriors. In that situation He decided to go out of the house and join the temple.

And ten years of polishing of the temple also made him no longer the young teenager he used to be. He felt a slightly thin but full of vitality and potential body. Lance clenched his fist and said to himself. This time, I want to pursue my own way, sword to the world, and take the sail to break the waves.

Walking through the familiar street, the sun shines on the stone road on the way home, the lively crowd, the playful children passing by him, the hot chamber of commerce, and the small vendors shouting next to their mansion after the corner of the street. This scene is familiar and strange. Lance has never carefully experienced this before. Cut everything. Now I look at it while walking, which corresponds to the memories in my mind one by one. I want to sigh like yesterday, but I can't help but think that I have really returned to yesterday.

However, his good mood was soon broken by a discordant voice.

"Ah, Master Lance, you are back so soon." An old man in a slightly luxurious dress stepped out of his house and walked to Lance. He cringeed his body and saluted slightly.

Lance naturally recognized him. This is the butler on the mansion, Wallace.

Naturally, this old man did not appear suddenly, as if he had time to wait for Lance at the door to welcome his return.

"Well, Wallace, long time no see." Lance narrowed his eyes and nodded at him.

"Young master? Didn't we meet in the morning? Haha, what's wrong with you? Didn't you go to the temple and have your brain traumatized? That's not good. Wallace shrilled.

"Uh," Lance was stunned. For him, he hadn't seen the old housekeeper for a long time. Since entering the temple in my previous life, I have never returned home during the day. Every time at night, he quietly entered the house. If Lance, who was already a great swordsman, didn't want to see anyone, he would naturally not be found. And every time he returned home, it was basically because his father brought a message from the magician's guild to the temple and sent him back home. If it hadn't been for Lance's minimum respect for his father, he might never have wanted to come back. This place really can't bring him too many warm memories. However, after his rebirth, he figured out some things. I remembered my father who once thought I didn't care about myself. The feelings between men are difficult to express and understand, even for father and son. What's more, Lance's situation is more complicated. The death of his mother is an insurmountable rift between them. In many cases, love is difficult to speak. For unknown reasons and through what channels, after learning that he had received the highest-level confidential mission of the temple and the thunder sword killing plan, his father sent three family letters through the Magicians Guild to urge Lance to go home to meet.

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"The great swordsman actually chooses to climb over the wall and enter the house every time he goes home." Quinn stood behind his back in front of the window sill in the yard, not looking at the child who jumped in at night.

This is the night Lance received a letter from home before Lance carried out the plan to assassinate the Great Magic Mentor of the Dark Association. The first sentence he heard after climbing over the wall and entering the house. At this time, his martial arts skills are already very clear, and the realm of the peak swordsman is not strong. However, no matter how careful he is, he will still be found at the first time after entering the hospital. Lance looked up at the man with his back to him not far from him.

"Isn't that what you expect? I don't know magic and can't add color to the family. Aren't you eager for me not to show up? Ha ha, this family really doesn't have anyone I want to see, a bullying slave and arrogant guard. That's good." Lance said carelessly, although every time he went home, he would try his best to restrain his breath, and every time he was found by his father unexpectedly. Over time, this also became a way to measure his strength, but he didn't know when he could enter the mansion without being noticed.

"Do you think they are self-righteous? Do you know that if it hadn't been for them, you might not have survived that time----"

"Enough!" Lance shouted, "Don't mention that every time. It's always unreliable. Did I kill my mother? Humph, if you have the ability, why can't you protect us!!!"

The man's back trembled, but surprisingly there was no attack.

"Well, I didn't come back to fight with you today. I just heard that you are about to carry out the highest-level plan of the temple?

Huh? Although I don't know where you learned about it. However, when I accepted this task, I was told that I would never disclose any information related to the mission, and no one could, even you, my father, the distinguished great magician. Lance's tone did not fluctuate at all, as if he had expected, but he was immediately calm.

"Oh? Do you think the news of the temple is secret enough? Why do I already know that you are going to the Western Continent this time? Humph, you actually want to deal with the great magician of the Dark Council. Even if the temple gives you the law enforcement artifact, the thunder sword, do you know that in the same level of the battle, the martial artist's---"

"Hahahaha, father" was interrupted by Lance's loud laughter before Quinn Rosier finished his words. It seems that you don't know enough about the mission of our temple this time.

"Hum, you know, I'm not going to deal with the great magician. This time, the goal of this mission is one of the senior officials of the Dark Association, the Black Magic Guide, Sainz, hahaha." Lance said proudly.

"What are you talking about!" Quinn Rosier suddenly turned around, was furious, and patted the table and said, "Are you an idiot? Do you want to challenge the magic tutor? Do you know how ridiculous it is? Although you are a great swordsman, you can't even hide my perception every time you enter the house!"

"Don't mention your perception!" Lance suddenly shouted crazily, "Is your perception very powerful? This is your mansion. Naturally, I don't know how many magic prohibitions you have set, but if your perception is really strong, why would your mother die at the beginning?" Why do you blame me for all your sins!" Lance shouted crazily.

"Shut up, you unfilial son!!" Quinn Rosil trembled with anger. You don't want to go anywhere. Leave me at home and think about it behind closed doors! On the other side of the temple, I will come forward to talk about it in person! I think you need to calm down!!!"

"Well, father, you are always so self-righteous. You don't understand my strength at all, let alone the power of the thunder sword. I'm leaving today, and you can't stop it." Lance suddenly calmed down and was ready to turn around and leave.

"You rebel! I said I wouldn't let you go!" Quinn Rossil said angrily.

"Father, I respect you, but as a temple knight, I should be more based on the will of the temple. I have taken over this task."

"Well, it's not up to you to stay in this house or not!" Quinn Rossier said

"Oh? Are you ashamed and want to do it, but now I'm not as simple as you think.

Before Lance finished speaking, he squatted and jumped up, and then his whole body burst into fighting. The silver light spread all over his body, and his legs suddenly exerted strength in the air, and he was born again in the air. It is about to jump out of the high window of the study.

And at this time, Quinn Rossil also moved fiercely. As soon as he took action, he showed the supreme power of his great magician realm.

"Great fire element, summoned in my name. The art of multiple fires!" Quinn Rosier quickly released his spell.

The air was filled with high temperature, and huge pillars composed of substantial flames stood in front of Lance and formed a huge cage at a very fast speed. Trapped Lance in it...

The huge flame cage trapped Lance in the sky, but before Quinn Rosier standing in the yard showed a satisfied smile, something incredible happened.

Lance, who should have been trapped in the cage, suddenly put away his fighting spirit and rushed to the edge of the cage without hesitation. Then strangely, the powerful flame cage did not trap him for a minute. He looked at the flame as if it were nothing and knocked it out in an instant...