After passing through the bustling streets, Ron arrived at his own lord's manor.
Before he even entered the area protected by his own magic circle, a guard at the manor gate called out, "Halt! The lord's manor prohibits unauthorized citizens from entering or leaving!"
Alas, the newly appointed young guards have indeed forgotten about Ron.
Ron was sad for a couple of seconds, then he quickly proved the guard wrong with the facts.
Ron didn't stop; he walked straight through the protective magic circle, which at least indicated that Ron was not an unrelated person and had at least been invited by the academy.
If it were someone like a manager, there should be a time limit, but there are definitely no staff members like Ron in the hospital.
Ron's attire, behavior, and demeanor were not those of a servant in the manor.
The servants in the manor needed to go to the market to buy vegetables, but none of them were this young.
Wait, why is Ron able to freely enter and exit the Guardian Magic?
The two new guards looked a little confused? (′｀;) ?
At this moment, Ron said, "Hey, you on the left, you look a lot like Beard. Are you his son? I am Lord Ron!"
Beard was another guard Ron had when he was lord, and it was good that Ron remembered his retainer's name.
Actually, when Ron was young, he was so mischievous that it was quite an art to keep the guards from notifying Lord Borg.
Beard's son, Little Beard, actually pondered for a while; Ron's demeanor and bearing did indeed suggest he was of noble birth.
Behind Vivian, the maid, is a veiled woman, and the most prominent feature is her small, fairy-like appearance...
Such a team makes Bill Jr. think twice.
Little Bill suddenly pulled a portrait out of his pocket.
"So alike, so very alike! It really is...it really is the lord!"
Lord Ron, who hadn't returned for seventy or eighty years, has come back!
Little Bill asked, "You...are you really Lord Ron?"
"May I have your name?"
"Little Bill!"
"Little Bill! Why don't you just go and ask Borg or Tina to confirm?"
"Alright, alright, Little Bill will go and inform the acting lord right away! This... this..."
Ron thought for a moment, then realized, "Oh, I see. Without complete confirmation, it's the guards' duty not to let anyone in. Could it be that someone has impersonated him in the last seventy or eighty years? Little Bill's retainers are really cautious."
“Okay, I’ll wait outside the protective magic circle. You, hurry up!” Ron said.
Upon receiving the order, Little Bill quickly drove a magic crystal car into the sky.
Instead of informing the manor, they flew eastward in the sky. Could it be that Borg is there now?
Ron thought to himself, "The changes over the past seventy or eighty years have been tremendous. Just wait and see! My father will always believe in me."
In fact, the Catholic Church has more legitimate and reliable methods for verification. The Pope wouldn't make a mistake, as this involves the Catholic Church's missionary work and cannot be taken lightly.
Although the Church of God had a better solution, Ron was homesick!
I'll wait a little longer; I'm also eager to see my family.
After a long while, another convoy of magic crystal chariots appeared in the sky.
There were five magic crystal vehicles, presumably part of Lord Borg's guard.
Borg saw Ron from afar in the sky and was eager to come down. Soon, Borg stood in front of Ron.
"Son, it really is you!"
"Of course, Father. I, Ron, am back. How has everything been at home lately?"
"Good thing you're back, good thing you're back." After his initial joy, Borg snorted coldly, "You brat, at least you knew to come back!"
“This…” Ron touched his nose, knowing he was in the wrong.
Led by Borg, Ron entered the old mansion of the Earl of the Kingdom.
"Father, do you no longer live in your hometown?"
“Yes, my son saw through it. Sandy New City was built a few years ago, and His Excellency Sera suggested that your mother and I go to our new home in the floating city.”
Looking back, Sandy New City, this floating city was indeed planned, seventy or eighty years ago, which is a long time.
As Ron walked, he asked, "Where is Mother?"
“She’s on her way,” Borg said.
Ron asked about his mother's recent situation. It turned out that his mother had been staying at the lord's mansion in the new floating city. Borg was away on work and was relatively closer in a straight line, so the gatekeeper, Little Bill, informed Borg first.
Inside the old lord's manor courtyard, Ron chatted with Borg's father. It was mostly the father who complained. There were many things to do in the territory, and the father was afraid of disrupting Ron's original plans. He also didn't know how to make decisions, so he couldn't help but complain.
Ron listened quietly.
Listening to my father's scolding felt like stepping back into those days.
As long as my parents are alive, I have a home. The emptiness I felt over the past seventy or eighty years has finally been somewhat filled in.
Borg suddenly asked in surprise, "Son, how come you still look so young?"
Seventy or eighty years have passed, and Ron's soul age is already seven or eight hundred, but his bone age is still not much. Due to being frozen, his bone age can be considered to be twenty to some extent!
A deep soul from many years ago, the original self from his youth.
Ron's current explanation: "Father, the divine favor is too strong. God sealed my body and allowed Ron's soul to enter a dream to learn magic and combat skills. Hundreds of years in the dream are only a few decades in reality. My soul is now strong enough to try to become a legend. I will become a qualified pope. My God's grace!"
"Really? Breaking through to the legendary level is no small matter."
"Don't worry, Ron is confident."
"..."
The father and son talked for a long time, when suddenly, Tina returned.
When Tina saw her son from many years ago, tears streamed down her face.
...
...
It took a long time to comfort my mother.
Finally, Mother gradually calmed down.
A young girl followed behind her mother. She was only about ten years old, but she looked every bit the part of a noblewoman, dressed in an expensive aristocratic gown.
The little girl suddenly spoke up, "Hello, Uncle!"
Tina smiled and said, "My Ellie is so polite. Come on, say it again, Uncle. Yes, like I taught you when we came!"
"Hello, Uncle! Welcome back, Uncle!"
Ron was completely bewildered. What was going on? He was now an uncle?
It was Borg, who was standing to the side, who explained things to Ron.
It turns out that, thanks to his parents' efforts, Ron has a younger sister who is already fifty-four years old.
Ron's sister has many children; her youngest daughter has recently been receiving gifts from Tina.
Tina will teach Ellie better aristocratic manners.
...
Wow, Ron really is an uncle.
Ron currently appears to be a young man in his early twenties, but suddenly he's become an uncle.
Alright! He's not young anymore, so Ron had no choice but to accept it.
Father Borg recounted the specific events that had occurred over the years…
Ron rarely returned, and Borg was worried that the Lance family line would end. After many years of effort, the two extraordinary individuals finally had offspring again, and the entire territory rejoiced.
Time continues to pass, but Borg still obeys Ron's orders from back then.
Borg has always served as acting lord.
Ron's papal token has remained intact, and Sandy Territory has not changed its lord to date. Acting lord Borg is not actually very busy; it's mainly Tina who keeps an eye on him, preventing Borg from working himself to the bone. In addition, due to the legacy Ron gave him back then, Borg still focuses on cultivating elemental power.
Women still have the right to inherit in the current world. After Ron had his sister, Borg didn't put much effort into that aspect anymore. In fact, when cultivating elemental power, one faces the problem of having their essence, energy, and spirit used up early, leaving little semen available for release...
The stronger a person is, the fewer descendants they have; this is the natural balance of the world.
It's not just elementalists who follow the balance of the world; in the past, tigers and other animals were rare in nature, and in the present, there are birth restrictions for elves, dragons, and so on.
Ron was happy to have a younger sister, as it was a rare treat. He turned to the little girl and said, "How about Ellie takes your uncle to meet your mother next time?"
“Okay, Uncle,” Ellie said in a cheerful voice.
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