Chapter 110 (1/2)

”Brother Abel, you are back. Lorraine misses you very much!” When Abel returned to the mansion of triumphal Avenue, he saw the lovely little elf Lorraine coming out of the gate, holding his left arm, his eyes full of missing.

”Lorraine, I miss you too!” Abel reached for Lorraine's head and said with a smile.

”Whoops!” The black wind heard the sound and ran out with it. He kept spinning around Abel.

”Heifeng, you're not a dog. Don't do that!” Looking at the appearance of Heifeng, Abel can't help but have a headache. If a wolf is really bred into a dog, it will really kill all the people who know it.

It seems that the training for Heifeng is about to start. With Lorraine and Heifeng, Abe enters the mansion, and Ken is standing in the door waiting for his master to go home.

”Ken, ask around and ask for help to train the black wind. It can't go on like this. I'm afraid it will become a dog in the future.” Said Abe.

”Yes, master, I have been looking for it. When you are free, I will bring someone to your trial.” Ken looked at the black wind running around and said.

”Ken, you can always reassure me. Tomorrow afternoon, you will go to the aristocratic arbitration court with me tomorrow morning!” Abel counted the time and said.

”Yes, master, I have handed over the compensation in advance, as long as you sign it!”

”In addition, there is another compensation today, which is also in the noble arbitration court. When you go with me tomorrow, you can handle it together.” Abe thought of the Benson family's compensation and said to Ken.

Ken didn't expect anyone to offend the master, but the more compensation, the better, so that Abel castle will become stronger and stronger, and the Dragon badge will be more shiny.

”Lorraine, I have something to ask you!” Then Abel took a look at Ken.

”I leave first, master!” Ken said wisely and quit the room.

”Brother Abel, what's up?” Lorraine asked, looking at Abel with wide eyes.

”Loran, who did you learn my noble elvish language from?” Abel asked softly.

”My mother taught it!” When it comes to mother, Lorraine's eyes are a little red.

Abel patted Lorraine on the back, relieved her mood, and then said, ”I heard the wizard say that this language is a high elvish language, a very rare language.”

”Yes, this kind of elvish language also has a name called high elvish language, which is only popular among elves and nobles, so we call it noble elvish language!” Said Lorraine, remembering.

”You!” Abel could see that Lorraine didn't want to talk about her family, so he didn't ask again.

When Abe returned to his room, he took a bath and put on his luxurious silk clothes, which made him feel a little bit. For the next time, he was going to try to use the town transmission scroll. If he succeeds, he may never come back to the world again. He has a deep attachment to the world. Here are his new parents, brothers and treat him as if he were his own The adoptive father of the son has a teacher who has no reservation for him to teach blacksmith skills, a black wind and white clouds bound by his soul, and many things that he can't forget, but he is now thinking of opening the town transmission scroll. He wants to see the world at that end, even for a short time.