Chapter 88 Dinner
Agaline's carriage stopped at the side door of the Wojind Chamber of Commerce. The two sat in the car staring at each other, but they were speechless, but at this time, silence was better than sound. Feel each other's feelings...
Lance is actually a person who can't express his feelings, but he knows very well that the words said by the girl with a red face are actually vaguely expressing a good impression of himself. Although it is very subtle and even implicit to hear such words from this fairy-like beautiful girl, it is so subtle that people can't figure out whether to show goodwill or express a courtesy comfort between friends, Lance is still very satisfied and a little flattered...
Agaline actually understood that although Lance was talented and powerful, she was a person who was not very good at talking to please girls, so she was even more ashamed, because Lance's eyes began to look at her first a little obsessed, and then became focused, serious and gentle...
She scolded herself in her heart. Although she had a good impression on Lance, why did she invite the other party as her male companion so trustingly, and just said those words for the other party's feelings in her heart, regardless of the image... She was secretly annoyed, but she didn't know that she had met by coincidence several times at the beginning. The other party's unique temperament and posture; after that, in the woods in the courtyard, the other party carefully taught the appearance of fighting spirit without hiding at all; and then when he cried in the rainy night, he appeared beside him like that. Even the cold rainy night could not hide his bright eyes and warm smile, bringing her a sense of security; and Coupled with the final battle of the library, he stood up to the heroes and won the championship... No girl does not worship heroes, even if it is Ai Jialin.
I was thinking about some endless things, and even the carriage didn't notice it. But his thoughts were interrupted by a gentle call.
"Agaline, we have arrived." Lance looked at the girl holding her face in a daze, and the carriage stopped without notice. Finally, he couldn't help smiling and making a sound.
"Ah, have you arrived yet?" The girl came to her senses, opened the curtains and looked at them, and then quickly said, "I'm sorry, Lance, I should have sent you back first. I just thought about the problem. Then I'll tell you to send you back to your residence now."
"It doesn't matter, Ai Jialin, I live not far from here. Just walk back."
"Well, really, will you walk for a long time?"
"Ha ha, it's okay, don't worry, it will be there soon." Lance replied with a smile.
"Miss...Miss!" Ai Jialin wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by the female voice calling outside.
"What's wrong, Bonnie?" Hearing the voice of the person, Ai Jialin quickly opened the window and asked.
"Well, a man from the general's mansion sent an invitation, saying that he must meet you before he will leave. The owner said that he and the marshal had a good relationship after all, and it was not suitable for the sender to wait too long, so he ordered me to wait here. As soon as you come back, you should go and have a look--" The little maid named Bonnie said anxiously, and then she noticed that Ai Jialin was not the only one in the carriage and quickly covered her mouth and stopped talking. , stretched out his head and forgot to forget curiously inside.
"Well, Booney, don't be big or small, let's go quickly." Ai Jialin hummed at the little maid.
"Hey..." Booney spit out her tongue, but she was not afraid of her young lady.
"Lance, then I'll go first..." Agaline smiled apologetically.
"Well, okay, go quickly. I'll just walk back by myself." Lance nodded.
"Okay, I'll take the initiative to contact you then." ......
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Rosier's mansion... The warriors who were practicing with each other suddenly stopped their movements and looked at the teenager who came steadily, their eyes were full of admiration. Wallace, the old housekeeper, bowed to Lance, bent down and saluted, and then said, "Young master, you're back."
"Hmm." Lance nodded faintly and walked towards the house. Seeing that the warriors came and bowed neatly and said, "Young master!"
Lance stopped and blinked, not understanding what was going on in front of him. In the past, although most of these warriors looked down on themselves, after they overturned the warrior Peter and successfully entered the college, these people no longer dared to look down on their third young master. But it was the first time to see the scene of bowing and salute neatly like today, so Lance looked at the old housekeeper around him suspiciously and wanted to get an answer from him, but found that the old housekeeper Wallace bowed lower than before, and his attitude was more respectful than before...
"Ha ha, what's wrong with Wallace?" Lance looked at the one who bowed beside him and asked with a smile.
"Young master, the lord has ordered the warrior of the inner court to announce a message that you have won the championship of this college library battle. The master was very satisfied and ordered the old slave to wait here. When the young master returned to the house, he would take you to the inner courtyard to meet the master. Wallace said flatteringly to Lance with an extremely respectful attitude.
"So it is..." Lance nodded and looked at the reverent warriors around him, as well as the extremely respectful attitude of the low-looking old housekeepers. He found that he still underestimated the impact of the championship of the library. Of course, he will not wonder why his father knew this news at the first time. After all, as a temple knight, Quinn Rossill can obtain the confidential content of his mission, so today's undisguised college prosperity is even more unlikely to hide it from his eyes and ears.
At this moment, he just sighed in his heart that the college is worthy of being one of the three holy places of the empire. After learning that he had successfully won the championship of the battle of the Book Pavilion, the people in his family, whether they are arrogant warriors or powerhousekeepers, only dare to express their heartfelt respect for themselves, which is really powerful strength. The benefits. Think about it and know that the young generation who can become the champion of one of the three holy places of the empire at the age of 16 must not be a thing in the pool in the future, so those who once dared to despise Lance will no longer have it, and they can only be in awe of the strong.
The two walked to the entrance of the inner courtyard. Wallace bowed and said, "Young master, the master is still waiting for you in the garden, and the old slave will not go in with you."
"Well, okay, you can retreat." Lance nodded. He knew that even the housekeeper would not be allowed to enter the inner courtyard at will without the order of the owner.
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I walked into the inner courtyard of the mansion and came to my father's favorite garden, which is still the same as ever, like spring...
Behind the stone table and chair, a man in a golden robe is standing with his back to Lance. He doesn't know whether he is thinking about what problem or enjoying the beautiful scenery.
"Lance, you're here." Feeling someone walking into the garden, the man in a golden robe slowly turned around and showed his majestic face, who was Lance's father, Quinn Rosier.
"Yes, Father." Lance stopped two meters in front of him and then bent down to salute.
"Well, you're fine. I'm very satisfied." Quinn Rossier looked at his son, and the corners of his lips moved up slightly, revealing his mood at this moment.
Lance raised his head in surprise. This was the first time he saw his father show such an expression and praise himself undisguisedly.
"Okay, sit down first." With that, Quinn sat on the chair first.
"Yes." Lance sat down and looked at his father sitting opposite him. He vaguely guessed what might happen after a while. Somehow, he couldn't help but feel a slight sore nose and he wanted to cry.
As expected, while Lance sat down, the chef and several attendants in the inner courtyard came over with a plate of dishes. Slap it one by one and put it on the table, then salute and turn away. Although Quinn Rosier is one of the most noble figures in the whole country, he never likes to waste, and the food on the table is also some home-cooked dishes. However, looking at the dishes on the table and his father sitting opposite him, Lance was indescribably moved. How many years. He is finally willing to stay and have dinner together...'
"Okay, let's eat." Quinn Rosil said lightly, and it was not clear whether he saw Lance's expression. He picked up the knife and fork, and then began to eat the food on the plate. He ate carefully, chewed carefully, and then swallowed it without saying a word during the meal.
In fact, among the aristocrats of the empire, the more traditional table manners are not allowed to talk while eating, because it will be regarded as impolite. But now it is not so strict, and large banquets still need to talk to each other to push the atmosphere to **. However, Quinn Rosier is a person who strictly abides by etiquette. In addition, like Lance, he is not good at talking and can't express his words well, so he just bowed his head and ate seriously at this time.
Although he did not talk to his father, Lance was still very satisfied. After his rebirth, he figured out one thing, that is, his father did not really hate himself. He was just a little disappointed in himself. In addition, his mother's death later was afraid of seeing his son fall in love, so every We don't want to have a meal together next time. After rebirth, he recalled the bits and pieces of ten years, and his father's efforts to stop him before he finally carried out the temple mission, etc., so he wanted to work hard to repair the father-son relationship with Quinn-Rosier. At this time, it has finally been effective...
Both father and son are bowing their heads and seriously fighting with the food on the plate. Ten minutes later, they finally finished eating.
Quinn Rosier carefully wiped the corners of his mouth with a silk handkerchief, and then neatly straightened his sleeves. Then he sat down and looked at his son who had finished dinner.
"Well, Lance, let's talk about it." Quinn sat up straight and said seriously
"Yes."
"I have learned that you have performed in the college today, the champion of the battle of the library, which is very good. It is rare to have a strength. And you seem to have mastered two college tutor skills in just three days?
"Well, yes, our teacher Arus of the martial arts department teaches the child very seriously."
"I already know it as a father, but your talent is indeed extraordinary. As a father, I didn't expect you to be so talented in martial arts. And the heart is calm enough. But I still advise you not to be proud and complacent!"
"Children understand." Lance agreed.
"Well, we have rarely talked about it before. Tell me, what are your ideals for martial arts?"
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