Knight of Bennett said stubbornly, "Earl Abel, you can't ignore the etiquette!"
"Bennett, we were afraid that you would do this. That's why we rode here. Alright, let's go in!" Lord Marshall also got off his horse and gave Zach a look, signaling him to take the 20 spearmen away.
Zach turned around and waved his hand at the 20 spearmen. The spearmen stood up and began to retreat. It was obvious that Knight of Bennett's training was very effective. These spearmen were very disciplined.
Knight of Bennett looked at Lord Marshall and said, "Marshall, Earl Abel is your son. It's my duty to welcome the Earl!"
Lord Marshall scolded, "Nonsense, Abel is the child of both our families. You should treat him like a child and come home. If you do this, how can Abel come home in the future?"
Knight of Bennett said with deep regret, "Marshall, I feel very sorry for sending Abel to you. You raised him, but he has always been taking care of our Family Bennett!"
The Lord of Marshall stepped up and helped the Knight of Bennett off his horse, "Let's go inside the castle first. I have something to talk to you about. You can decide if you still want to separate after I'm done talking." The Lord of Marshall stepped up and helped the Knight of Bennett off his horse.
"Abel!" Zach saw Knight of Bennett walking into the castle. He no longer had any scruples. He yelled as he jumped off his horse and hugged Abel.
"Zach!" Abel also hugged him tightly. When they first came to this world, Zach had always been Abel's protective umbrella. He used the few gold coins he saved to buy Abel some gifts from time to time.
Zach let go of Abel and gestured, "Abel, you've grown taller. I remember you weren't as tall as me when you left. Now you're taller than me!"
"Zach, you've grown stronger. You look more and more like your father!" Abel said as he looked at Zach's muscular body.
"Of course, I'm an official Knight now!" Zach said proudly. It was a good achievement to become an official Knight at his age.
"Do you mean it's a gift to remind me to be promoted to a formal Knight?" Abel joked.
"Please don't give it to me again. If it weren't for the wedding, my father wouldn't have let me wear the Knight's outfit you gave me last time!" Zach quickly waved his hand.
"We're a family. What's the big deal?" Abel was helpless against Knight of Bennett's stubbornness.
"Come, let's go home. Father has always kept your room at home!" Zach turned around and called for an attendant to take him and the Knight of Bennett's two horses away. Only then did he pull Abel into the castle.
Bennett Castle was obviously a bit more dilapidated than Harry Castle. Of course, you could say it had a lot more history. Time had left a lot of marks on the walls.
As soon as Abel walked out of the castle gate, his eyes met with his mother Nala, who was anxiously looking at the castle gate. Nala's eyes were filled with tears, but she didn't want to wipe them away. It was like if she moved, her son would disappear.
"Mother!" Abel left Zach and quickly ran in front of his mother, Nala, and knelt down on one knee.
Nala reached out her hand and gently stroked her son, who she hadn't seen for a few years. She could no longer hold back her tears.
"Son!" Nala murmured.
When her longing turned into reality, when her youngest son appeared by her side again, she finally smiled. At this moment, her smile made Abel feel the warmth of a mother's love.
"You've suffered outside all these years!" Although Nala didn't know what happened to Abel, she knew how much he had to go through to become an earl at such a young age. How much effort did he have to go through to become an earl?
"Mother, I'm sorry I couldn't come back to see you!" Abel said softly.
"Quick, get up. You're an Earl. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" Nala suddenly remembered Abel was still kneeling, so she quickly pulled him up and complained.
"I'll always be a child in front of my mother!" Abel said with a gentle smile.
"I almost forgot to introduce you. This is Emily. You didn't come back to Zach's wedding last time, so you haven't met her yet!" Nala said as she pointed at Emily, who was dressed up beautifully.
"Hello, Earl Abel. We meet again!" Emily said softly and bowed like a noble lady.
"Hello, Emily. You can just call me Abel. There's no need to be so formal at home!" Abel said with a bow.
Then he touched his portal bracelet and took out 2 bottles of blue quality "beauty potion." He put one of them in Nala's hand and said, "Mother, this is a gift I brought for you!"
He then turned back to Emily and said, "This is a gift for you."
"What is this?" Nala had never seen such a dreamy potion. The blue color flashed with a trace of light, which made it look very mysterious.
"I brought this potion back from the elves. It's called the" beauty potion. "If you drink this potion, it can guarantee that your face will not age for the rest of your life. It can also restore your aging face to youth!" Abel explained with a smile.
For this "beauty potion," Abel had been running around in the Double Moon Forest for many days and suffered a lot of hardships. Fortunately, he didn't have to worry about the beauty grass anymore. He had collected a lot of them and put them in his personal storage box.
"My god, why did you go to the elves? It's so far away and so dangerous!" What Abel didn't expect was that Nala's first thought was not the beauty potion's effect, but his safety.
"Mother, don't worry. Look, am I not standing here?" Abel said with his head down.
"I know you are very powerful, but you should do less dangerous things. Do you understand?" Nala was still a little worried.
"I understand, mother. But you should drink this beauty potion first!" Abel quickly changed the topic.
Nala opened the lid of the "beauty potion." The blue liquid inside seemed to be flowing slightly with the arc. She hesitated for a moment. Although she knew Abel wouldn't hurt her, this was the first time she had seen this mysterious potion.
Looking up at Abel's smiling face, Nala seemed to be encouraged. She poured the blue liquid into her mouth, and then a blue light wrapped around her body.
Abel could clearly see through the blue light that Nala's face began to moisten, as if she had returned to her teenage years. A few strands of white hair also returned to its original color.
Of course, there were many changes. This beauty potion was extremely rare even among the elves, especially the one made by Abel. It was far more effective than other beauty potions.
When the blue light dissipated, Nala's age seemed to have returned to her twenties. Her whole body was filled with a kind of spirituality. It was natural beauty at first glance.
"Mother, you have become younger!" Zach shouted loudly. His voice was so loud that it almost penetrated the castle walls.
Seeing Nala suddenly become young in front of her, Emily couldn't help but hold the "beauty potion" tighter in her hand. She now understood how precious this little potion was. It was a potion that could make a woman go crazy.
"Zach, what are you shouting about in the castle?" Knight of Bennett's majestic voice emerged. Afterward, he appeared in the square, followed by Lord Marshall with a smile on his face.
"You …" Knight of Bennett had just arrived in the square and was about to scold Zach when he saw the young Nala.
He couldn't help but rub his eyes. He looked at Nala in disbelief and said, "You are Nala?"
Nala looked at the skin on her hand and heard Zach's shout. She was confused about the changes on her body when she heard Knight of Bennett's question. She couldn't help but feel strange, "Bennett, what's wrong?"
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Nala quickly covered her mouth. It was her voice, but it was her voice when she was young. After all these years, her voice had lost its youthful lightness.
She finally understood what had happened. She had become younger. She had become the young Nala. This was every girl's dream. She thought back to what Abel had just said. The "beauty potion" could ensure that one's appearance would not age for the rest of their life.
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