Chapter 1222： Grandparents (incorrect) (2/2)

This is not a polite rhetoric, but the real thoughts of the old mage. Victoria saw this and did not insist on it anymore. Modil went to the bed and sat down, and pointed to the chair in front of the next desk. Nodded to Victoria: "Sit down."

Victoria sat down in front of Modil, and after the creaking wood rubbing sound, the cabin fell silent for a while. She looked at the old man in front of her and wondered how to keep the topic going, but at the same time Hetty came to her mind. And Rebecca's name-she finally knows how complicated and wonderful it is to suddenly face her ancestor hundreds of years ago. Faced with a theoretical blood relative, but a stranger in reality, she seems to be thinking no matter how she speaks. not enough……

So how did Hetty and Rebecca open up the topic after seeing the ancestors who uncovered the coffin? How to make the atmosphere less awkward?

Victoria suddenly regretted not consulting Ms. Hety carefully about this matter before setting off. Because Hety was busy with her business at the time, she only had time to chat with Rebecca in the Magic Net terminal, but what the Princess said at the time was confusing. She was even more confused, what "the brain didn't react before it started", what "the key is to persuade fast enough", what "better be more resistant to beating" and so on... she didn't understand at all.

There were countless thoughts in Victoria's mind, but the expression on her face remained motionless, maintaining the ice-covered face as always. Modil suddenly felt a little headache looking at such "descendants". He did not expect to appear in front of him. It would be such an unsmiling woman, which is very different from his own personality. How did this seemingly uncomfortable personality be educated?

But after thinking about it, he doesn't seem to have any qualifications to speak in this respect. After all, according to Victoria, he is already her "ancestor" six hundred years ago. In terms of the education of future generations... he really can't open it. mouth.

Fortunately, in the end the old mage took the initiative to speak, breaking the silence in the hut: "Victoria, right? What is your last name?"

Victoria: "..."

Modil: "..."

"I have the same surname as you, but..." She was so embarrassed that she almost clicked through Victoria's more than ten layers of mental protection. The corners of her mouth shook slightly, and she finally maintained her expressionless appearance and said, "I am told. Don’t casually reveal to you anything involving your last name-it seems to stimulate your'memory gap'."

"Ah, ah, it's like this, I remember it," Modilton said with a slap on his head, and said with a little embarrassment, "I remember that Herragor reminded me of this not long ago and said There is a'fault' in my memory system, once the key information is touched, it will cause the interruption and reset of consciousness. Well, it is my omission."

While talking, he laughed. It seems that the awkwardness and rigidity of the previous episode has also faded a lot because of this episode: "Then I ask something else...what do you do? At home...that should be regarded as mine. Family, what's the situation now?"

"I...mainly manage, um, manage a lot of land, and many people live on that land," Victoria said awkwardly. After all, she had never considered using this way to describe her ordinary life. And the people around you, "Your descendants are still competitive in this generation. In addition to me, there are some people who have joined the army or run their own industries. Most young people are still learning. One of the best talents is me. His nephew, he is studying in the imperial capital..."

Modil stared, only feeling that these things seemed to be far away from him. That kind of unreality came up again, making him mutter subconsciously: "I am an old man who is adventurous everywhere, why suddenly have such a feeling? A lot of descendants that sound like great?"

Victoria didn't seem to hear clearly: "What did you say?"

"Ah, nothing," Modil hurriedly waved his hand and looked at Victoria with a little curiosity. "It sounds very difficult. There are properties and land, but I am even more confused. You are normal. What the **** is it... It sounds like farming? But it seems a bit more powerful than that..."

"Uh, it's better than that," Victoria said hardly. She was really not good at communicating with people in this way, but at this moment she had to quickly think about how to explain her own affairs to her ancestors, and at the same time make the other person not want to Reminiscent of the Wilde family, a giant in the north, "I don't manage the land personally, I just manage a large area of ​​land, and I also manage all the industries on the land..."

Modil listened carefully, but suddenly frowned. The seriousness in his expression made Victoria startled. The latter stopped and said: "Ancestor, what's the problem?"

"You can't break the law," Modil said suddenly and without end, "this is not a joke."

Victoria was confused: "Huh?"

"Although I usually wander around, I understand the laws promulgated by the Empire and the policies promulgated by the City Council." Modil continued to look at Victoria with a serious face. At this moment, he really seemed to be worried that future generations would go down evil. The old man, "Child, embezzlement of land and monopoly is illegal!"

Victoria: "...?"

After two seconds of stunned, she finally reacted, and explained in a very embarrassing manner (though it was not visible on her face): "No, you misunderstood, I am only responsible for managing those-the land belongs to the country, and the industry belongs to others. I just manage it. Of course, we also have some family businesses, but that is definitely not an annexation or monopoly-everything is under the premise of legality..."

The grandfather who ruled the entire Northern Territory was a little bit at a loss in this life, but Modil gradually opened her brows, and the old mage finally nodded, and finally understood everything: "I'm relieved if you say that...ah, I I understand what you are doing. Are you working in the Office of Government Affairs?"

"Um..." Victoria was stunned, and then quickly accepted this new idea, and nodded again and again, "Yes, I work in the Office of Government Affairs-I have to show up in the Office of Government Affairs almost every day, and sometimes I have to bring documents. Take care of it at home..."

"Then you worked very hard," Modil finally laughed again, even a little relieved in his smile, "but it's okay for young people to work harder, it is to accumulate for the future life... By the way, listen to you. Are you still an official in the government affairs office?"

"This...is it," Victoria nodded stiffly. "It's...well, an ordinary administrator..."