The bright red magic robe was quite eye-catching, not to mention the four female Mages behind him.
Aldo couldn't find a female Mage to have children with, so he had to work hard on the maids every day, hoping for a miracle like last time to have an offspring.
And this guy had four behind him … The distribution of resources was too unbalanced.
The two looked at the newcomer. Kaka's face was gloomy and alert, while Roland was a little curious.
Because this newcomer was clearly Kaka's big brother, and unlike Felwood's obvious hostility, this young man had an expression of exasperation.
"Lance," Kaka murmured to himself.
"Call me big brother." The ostentatious young man, walking a few meters in front of Kaka, said, "I don't remember when our relationship was so bad."
Roland raised his eyebrows. He could see that the young man meant what he said.
"You didn't send these people?" Kaka pointed to the soldiers frozen in the ice. "They are your direct subordinates."
The soldiers' faces suddenly became rather ugly, but there was no look of fear.
"They are indeed my soldiers," Lance said with a smile. "But there are others who can command them besides me. For example, Father and Mother. "
Kaka was stunned for a moment, then looked at the officer, "Who sent you?"
The officer looked at Kaka, then at Lance, and said helplessly, "Young masters, please give our elders some dignity. I don't want to say it, and I can't say it."
Lance chuckled. "I see. All right, you can get lost. "
The soldiers, still frozen, looked at Roland when they heard that.
Roland snapped his fingers and undid the Ice Ring.
Then he turned his eyes to Roland. "This must be Mr. Roland. Kaka has been taken care of by you these days. Please allow me to say thank you. "
Roland waved his hand indifferently.
"Come in and talk." Kaka opened the door and said, "Please come in, Mr. Roland."
The three of them went up to the study on the second floor and sat down around a table.
Four female Mages stood guard outside the door.
"I've been busy with a very important matter these days and haven't had time to help you for the time being. And according to my expectations, there should be some time before you leave to inherit the territory, but I didn't expect that you would be targeted. "
Kaka was in a depressed mood. He shook his head. "I can understand why Felwood sent someone to drive me away. He never liked it very much. But why would Father … "
At this moment, Lance glanced at Roland.
Roland immediately understood that the two brothers had private matters to discuss. He stood up and said, "By the way, I have something to take care of, so I'll be leaving first."
Kaka was a little puzzled, but looking at his elder brother, he still nodded. "Your Majesty Roland, I'll have to trouble you this time."
Smiling, Roland left the room and left the manor under the gaze of the four female Mages.
Just as he was walking down West Avenue, a middle-aged woman knocked on Mijil's door.
Mijil, who had been sitting in the chair without moving, looked up. She was a little pleased, trotted to the door, waited for a moment, and asked expectantly, "Is it big brother?"
"Mijil, it's me, Mom."
After a brief stupor, Mijil's eyes burst with a startling light, and she immediately opened the door.
The middle-aged woman flashed in and hurriedly closed the door again, then hugged Mijil and cried, "I knew you'd be here. It's great that you're okay, child."
Feeling the warm, familiar embrace, Mijil also began to cry.
Mother and daughter cried for nearly half an hour before slowly restraining their overflowing emotions.
Taking her daughter's hand, the middle-aged woman was about to go upstairs when she suddenly saw a strange blue freak standing in the corner of the room and in the shadows. Startled, she clutched her heart and almost screamed.
"It's okay, Mom, this is a magical creature that big brother left to protect me. It's okay."
Only then did the middle-aged woman breathe a sigh of relief.
Because the Spell Puppet inherited the summoner's cognition, it had already recognized that this was Mijil's mother and naturally wouldn't make a move.
The two of them went upstairs, and the Spell Puppet followed them.
"Mom, are you taking me back?" Mijil asked expectantly.
The middle-aged woman shook her head. "No, your father still owes a lot of money, and even if those assassins don't take you, other creditors will."
"Then what should I do?"
"You'll live here, with the kind Master Mage," the middle-aged woman said faintly. The middle-aged woman lightly said, "Remember to take care of your key. The owner of this house is your name. Your father doesn't know about it, and you must never let him know about it. Do you understand? Otherwise you won't even have a place to stay in the future. "
"Then what about you guys? And big brother and second brother, will they be taken away too? "Mijil asked in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter. In fact, your father has a lot of money hidden away, and when he has to, he'll take it out and won't let me and your two brothers come to any harm," the middle-aged woman said in a low voice.
Mijil's eyelids drooped and her head lowered. "Father never liked me."
The middle-aged woman smiled bitterly.
There was a reason for that, and in fact, her husband was a pretty good man.
But the problem was that Mijil wasn't his daughter.
Six years ago, a minor nobleman framed her husband for tax evasion, and it was she who offered herself to his bed and served him with all her might, which made the minor nobleman give up the idea of suppressing her husband.
This kind of thing was common among the noble class, too common.
The husband felt indebted to her, so he had actually been very good to her. It was just that Mijil was born nine months later, which greatly annoyed the husband.
Because she was the minor nobleman's daughter, not the husband's.
At the time, the husband had been so frightened by the minor nobleman that he didn't dare abort Mijil, so he had to let her give birth.
Later, Mijil grew up, and the minor nobleman's power grew.
But recently, the minor nobleman's family had moved away, and Mijil had no backer.
The husband, on the other hand, had an idea, and took this opportunity to get Mijil away.
He didn't dare to really hurt Mijil himself, so he could only use this method of diverting the trouble.
The middle-aged woman held Mijil in her arms and gently soothed her, and it wasn't long before the little girl fell asleep in her arms.
The middle-aged woman carefully placed her on the bed and stood in front of the bed with red eyes for a long time before leaving the small house.
Roland had already known of the middle-aged woman's arrival through the magic spider's perspective, and he deliberately slowed down, wanting the mother and daughter to spend more time together.
Just as he was hesitating about finding a tavern to drink some time and surfing the forums to kill time.
The magic spider hiding in the brothel compound sent a rather interesting picture.
A rather luxurious silk dress was draped over the back of a chair in a dark little house.
And there was a bed in the little house, and there seemed to be someone sleeping on it.
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