"How do I prove it?" After hearing the young man's self-introduction, the vigilant fake shota did not immediately hand over the letter in his hand. Instead, he threw out another question.
"How do you want me to prove it?" Rob was a little helpless.
"Hmm, let me think. Why don't you tell me one or two embarrassing things that happened to you when you were young?" The fake shota suggested.
The young man's face darkened. "Why would I reveal my embarrassing things?"
"Because the letter you want to see is in my hands." The fake shota said confidently.
The young mage suppressed the displeasure in his heart and stood still with a sullen face. The fake shota thought he was angry and was feeling nervous when he suddenly heard the young man say, "When I was five years old, I picked up a very big and strange egg by the shore. My dad lied to me and said it was a dragon egg. After that, I brought it with me every day to keep it warm. Not only would I tell it stories before I slept, but no matter how busy I was, I would take out a spell to sit on it and hatch it. I even made a little shirt for it myself."
"And then?"
"And then, when I was about to start forging my dragon spear, a ground bird rushed out from the endless sea of trees. Not only did it save its unhatched child, it also ate all the snacks I hid under the bed. By the way, it didn't seem to like the little shirt I made. Before it left, it even dismembered it."
"Hahahahaha ~ Are you an idiot? You can't even tell the difference between a dragon egg and a ground bird's egg! Hahahaha, I can't. My stomach is going to burst from laughing. "The fake shota laughed so hard that he was rolling on the ground.
"I've never seen such an idiot. Aiyoyo, I can't laugh anymore. My stomach hurts." The fake shota rubbed his stomach. "Quick, one more, one more ~"
The future Supreme Magister Your Honor's face was livid. All these years, everyone in the academy would worship him and call him a god. Even the always harsh Principal Steins was full of praises for him. This was the first time he was called an idiot. Furthermore, it was from a guy who looked more like an idiot than him. The other guy even yelled at him like he was listening to a crosstalk at Deyun Society.
Although his chest was burning with anger, the young man did not forget his purpose. He gritted his teeth and said, "I've already told you the embarrassing things when I was young. This way, I can prove that I'm Rob. According to the agreement, you should give me the letter."
"But I don't know what embarrassing things the real Rob had when he was young." The fake shota counted with his fingers and said, "Although the embarrassing things you said are really funny."
Seeing that the young man was about to go berserk, Kenneth quickly came to the rescue. He said to the fake shota, "You must have been in Ryan for some time. Do you know who I am?"
The fake shota nodded. "You're Ryan's Guard Captain, right? All the adventurers in the town know you!"
"That's good. I can assure you as the Guard Captain and the honor of a knight that the person in front of you is indeed Uncle Rex's only son — Rob. Although we haven't seen each other for a while, we talked a lot about our childhood in the tavern. I think that's enough to prove his identity," Kenneth said with a smile. "Now, do you have any other questions?"
"No. If it's the captain, of course, I can believe you." The fake shota shook his head. Compared to her bad attitude toward someone, she was very polite in front of Kenneth. She took out a letter from under her little blanket and handed it to the silent Rob. "Here, your dad left this for you."
The young man was about to take the letter when the fake shota's hand retracted. "Oh, actually, I have a small request. I hope that Sir Kenneth can read this letter."
"I don't think that's a good idea." The Guard Captain was a little troubled. "After all, this is a letter that Uncle Rex left for Rob. It's not convenient for outsiders like us to read it."
The fake shota turned his eyes to Rob. The latter snorted coldly. "There's nothing about our family that can't be told to outsiders. Since she insists on doing this, then I'll have to trouble Brother Kenneth."
"I see." The knight scratched his head. "If Rob agrees, then I have nothing else to say."
He took the letter from the fake shota's hand, cleared his throat, and read it aloud.
"My dear son, if you're unfortunate enough to read this letter, it means that you've returned to Ryan. Ha, how is it? Hasn't Ryan changed a lot? But, I still tried my best to keep our house intact, "the Guard Captain stole a glance at Rob as he read until here. He caught a glimpse of the murderous intent that flashed across the young man's eyes.
The knight couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat off his forehead for Old Ricks. His understanding of "intact" seemed to be a little different from ordinary people. The grocery store in front of him was obviously empty.
"You must have had a hard time studying outside all these years. At this moment, I really want to stand outside your house and give you a big hug. I want to see how you look now with my own eyes …" Kenneth continued to read, "However, due to some complicated reasons, I had to go on a long trip recently. Before I left, I left some, uh … small problems that I haven't dealt with yet. As you can see, the Brave Lolo in front of you once lent me twenty-four gold coins. I can't return it for the time being, so I may need you to help me pay for this money first. Don't worry, I'm going out this time to work! Soon, I'll earn enough money to return it to you! Alright, I know what you're thinking right now, but I promise you that it's really not like that. Damn it, I almost won back everything with interest! I won't lose again next time!!! — Your dear father. "
Kenneth read the last word in fear. To be honest, it was the first time that the knight met a father who cheated his son like this. It was clear that he owed a lot of money due to gambling, but there was no hint of regret in his words. Although he said that he was going out to make money, it was more likely that he had to run away because he was too ashamed to face his son, leaving behind a mess before he left.
The Guard Captain asked the young man, "Do you want to take a look at the handwriting on the letter?"
Rob's face darkened. "No need. It sounds like that guy's style. Except for him, there's probably no one else who would do such a thing."
Twenty-four gold coins was an unimaginable amount of money for ordinary people, but it was not worth mentioning in the eyes of a sixth-grade sorcerer. Not to mention the priceless equipment that he had, the value of the materials that the young man usually used for a small experiment was far more than this number. So what really angered him was the attitude of the man in the letter.
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