Chapter 319： The home of Santis (1/2)

The little girl plunged her head out of the door, looking at the three carriages parked at the door with a bit of tension and nine-point curiosity. The large carriage with the aristocratic emblem hanging out of the block seemed to be out of place, but it was better than stopping at the carp street. It’s much better. Some people who lived in Cross Street have been attracted, and they are watching from far away, but no one dares to be too close to the mighty soldiers standing in black steel and wearing dark blue medal robes. Beside the car, the black steel swords worn by their waists with strange triggers and runes are daunting. For the residents of Cross Street, such soldiers can never be provoked.

From the house came the mother’s scream "Pepe! Don't open the door! Come back!"

Finally, the little girl reluctantly glanced at the soldier standing near the door of the house. The ruthless British soldier noticed the girl’s sight and nodded to her with a kind smile.

The little girl exclaimed in a low voice and quickly turned and ran home.

"The Duke ordered me to return to the king to recruit a group of mages." In the hall, Santis explained to his parents why he suddenly returned home. "I don't live at home, then I will go to the Duke's Mansion in Crown Street."

The middle-aged couple had figured out what had happened and their mood calmed down, but they still looked at Santis, who was wearing a finely woven robe, as if they couldn’t believe that this young man was the one who went to the darkness. The mountains, the sons who should have suffered outside, their eyes could not help but be placed on the people around Santis, the mother said "they are..."

"Hello, madam, I am Jeep, a mage apprentice who is loyal to the Cecil family, and served as an assistant to Mr. Santis in accordance with the orders of the Duke."

"Pierce, a guard."

The two cadres who graduated from the Military Security Intelligence Bureau made themselves introduce themselves according to their own identity and personality. However, the Santis, who was sandwiched in the middle, obviously did not adapt to such an atmosphere. The young Arcanists quickly broke slightly. The stiff situation, "What about Miles?"

Miles is his younger brother and the second child of this family.

"Myers went to the cobbler," said the father. "There is nothing to do in winter. He found a job to help the nobles to make leather."

Santis nodded - although outside the Cecil collar, it is almost impossible for civilians to find work in the winter, but after all, it is the king capital, and the nobles will need some people to do things for them in the winter. These scattered work is a great reward for the hard-working civilians, so even if these jobs can get very little, everyone is rushing to do it.

The brows of the young Arcanist frowned slightly as his eyes swept through the house.

“I didn’t send three money to my home?” he frowned. “Even if you don’t have enough to move to the better-filled Felton neighborhood, you should also fix the doors and windows and expand the stove... Why is it still? ?"

The father of Santis is a chef in the aristocratic family, and his mother is a herbalist. This family is already a wealthy class among the civilians. Their family actually had the opportunity to move to a better “premium block” many years ago, just to put When Santisi was sent to the Masters Association, the family spent a lot of money, which lost the opportunity to move and “promote”, and this is the biggest sin of Santis after the failure of the third-level Master, so he The first thing after Cecil’s settlement and steady income was to pick up the money and send it to his home – according to his estimation, with the generosity of the Duke of Gaowen, he only needs two or three years of money to make The family moved to Felton Street, where the conditions were better. However, when I went home and glanced at it, he found that the home was still in the shape of a broken one. The parents still wore the patched clothes at home, and the father had the only good clothes. I am afraid that it is still the "chef suit" worn by the nobles at work.

What is the money sent home?

When I heard my son’s question, the middle-aged couple looked at each other with a blank look. After two or three seconds of embarrassing silence, the father said, “The conditions in the home are going to be better... but before the winter, your brother gave birth. Field disease."

The mother went on to say, “The herbs can't cure him. We took him to the Church of the Light. The pastor of the church said that he was cursed by the cultists because the faith in the Lord is not strong enough to resist the evil forces... ...

"The pastor gave him an exorcism ritual, sprinkled the holy water, and finally cured Myers, but because your father believed in the **** of business, the pastor of the Holy Light Church said that some people in the family believed in different gods and were cultists. The curse is sinful, so you have to pay the 'redemption' to take your brother back.

His father shook his head and seemed to be guilty of his family’s misconduct caused by “false beliefs.” “The redemption money was originally paid by one-third to one-half of the property. In the case of not mortgaged property, it’s almost the same. I took all the belongings of my family, but fortunately, the Count of Tao Te, who was in my life, said a few good words, and you still have a name in the Masters Association. The church only saved some of the redemption money... but originally wanted to repair the house before winter. The money is gone."

The face of Santis gradually gloomy.