The Silver Eagle Castle in Tunaya.
"Are you leaving?"
Horan, the Silver Eagle Duke asked Angora as he prepared to leave.
"Yeah. I thought I'd stay until after the Seeding Festival, but I didn't expect it to take so long." Angora nodded and answered frankly.
In truth, Angora had wanted to leave Tunaya for a long time, but he had only managed to mend his relationship with his father after much difficulty. Moreover, Horan was the only one left of his three sons who kept nagging him to stay a little longer, which was why he had to stay for a dozen more days out of consideration for the old man's feelings.
It was fortunate that he had the divine tool of the Player's forum. Angora could keep up with Vela even if anything happened in the Unnamed Town, and issue orders remotely to handle various matters.
Be that as it may, there were many orders that could not be spoken about in detail in public, and the God of Games did not consider private chat when he opened the forum either. That was why there were many problems that Angora could not hold back and wanted to return to the Unnamed Town at once.
"Can't you stay a little longer?" Be that as it may, Horan was reluctant to bid farewell to his last child and return to being an empty-nester. "I've read Kinley's letter. It must have been easy for you to return to your fief, wasn't it? You just have to 'whoosh' through that rock! "
'Damn Kinley, always so talkative.'
Angora could not help complaining inwardly.
"Father, I'm not a child anymore, and there are many things waiting for me in my fief." Angora answered honestly.
"If that's the case, could you bring me a gift the next time you come?" The old man asked after a moment of hesitation.
"It's rare for you to ask me for a gift as a duke." Angora was a little surprised.
After all, dukes were the pinnacle of nobles apart from royalty, and the savings he had accumulated in the Unnamed Town might not even be a drop in the ocean compared to his father's wealth.
"Can't I?" The old man asked, looking a little lonely.
"Ah, of course. Tell me, what do you want? If it's a specialty of our region … "Angora thought about the specialty of the Unnamed Town.
1 Various types of idiotic Players
2 Seafood summoned by the Aquatic Angels (You would be eaten if you can't beat them)
3. Beasts that were captured and tamed by the players, but for some unknown reason, their bodies became slightly distorted.
4. Extremely dangerous hybrid man-eating flower that can eat a living person in one bite (for ornamental purposes)
He felt that no matter which one it was, it was something that couldn't be taken out in public.
It would be better to say that the Nameless Town had somehow turned into a place where no one could enter.
"Ugh, I don't think we have any local specialties …" In the end, Angora could only say with mixed feelings.
"Don't worry, I don't need that kind of thing. What I want is something that you can definitely take out!" The old man said seriously, "I hope that the next time you come, you can bring me a grandson!"
Angora felt like there was something wrong with his ears. "Grandson?"
"A granddaughter is fine too, but considering the right of inheritance, a grandson is better," the old man continued to say calmly.
"Father, I'm only 16 years old, okay …"
"It doesn't matter. I was only 15 the first time. Back then, I had sex with the personal maid that your grandmother had specially assigned to me. Under the elm tree outside the courtyard, I let her lean against the tree trunk, and I lifted her skirt from behind … "
"I don't want to listen to your erotic history, Father!"
"Then should I listen to your mother? What a heavy taste. Alright, when your mother fled here, I specially prepared it for her … "
"Shut up! That's not what I meant, but don't you think it's a little too early! "
Angora felt a little tired in his heart. Although his father had always cared for him in various ways after his brother's passing, as if to make up for the injustice he had done to Angora, it was clear that his concern was skewed towards an area that wasn't quite right …
Just as Angora and his father were arguing about the pros and cons of early marriage and early pregnancy versus late marriage and late childbirth, someone knocked on the door, interrupting the father and son's discussion about health care.
After getting permission from the rather annoyed Horan, the new butler pushed open the door and entered.
"Master, the archbishop of the Brilliant White Church of Tunaya has come to visit. He wishes to meet you and the young master." The butler bowed, before turning to the father and son. "He has brought some gifts, mostly ceremonial items like the Brilliant White Church's Radiant Holy Water."
"I won't meet you, guna!" Angora refused without hesitation.
As a loyal believer of the God of Games, Angora had long since learned about the cause of Tierra's fall through his conversations with Leah the Warrior Princess and his own reading of historical records.
Although the God of Games' revival had put Tierra on the path of restoration, the scars and grudges of the past did not vanish. Others aside, Angora naturally did not have a good impression of the Brilliant White Church, which had a certain degree of involvement in the destruction.
"No, you have to meet him." Horan, however, shook his head. The experienced butler led the guest to the guest room for a short rest, before turning to Angora with a serious expression. "You can't avoid him. Since you would eventually become the ruler of Tunaya and the North, you would meet the person in charge of the Brilliant White Church sooner or later. Avoiding him would not only leave a bad impression, he would also suspect your identity."
"But …" Angora was still a little upset.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine. You're still young, and you could blame it on your youth and ignorance even if you did something wrong. You should experience their methods early on so that you could be prepared in the future. "
The old man continued to persuade him.
"Don't you know very well that I'm still young …" Angora sighed, feeling that his father had a point. "Alright, but I'm leaving Tunaya after this meeting."
"As you wish … Sigh. It seems that I'm such a failure as a father that my sons are in such a hurry to leave me …" The old man shook his head and sighed, before stumbling out of the room. His once tall back now looked a little hunched and withered in Angora's eyes.
Angora didn't know how to console him, and could only decide inwardly that he would look for more opportunities in the future and make time to visit him.
After tidying himself up a little, Angora followed the old man out, intending to see what kind of person the Brilliant White Church's archbishop was.
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Chapter 219
Angora's Troubles
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