High Above

After Isengard finished cleaning up, he took Ian out to prepare for the luncheon hosted by Mrs. Ellen.

According to the blond boy, his mother really wanted to meet Ian, the young talent who saved her son.

When leaving, Ian spoke to Hua An and Shuangdie, and Hua An had long heard the conversation between Ian and Ethan in the study, so naturally he didn't say much.

And Ethan also gave the two fairies a card. With this card, they could eat and drink for free at several restaurants owned by the Ellen family. The two fairies immediately cheered - it was not like they were short of such a small amount of money. , but free things taste like happiness.

Ian and Ethan got on the Ellen family's alchemy car and drove to the second level area.

There are residences for big nobles and some core members of powerful families. They are closely guarded by many guards, and there are even armored patrols. It is impossible for ordinary people to get close to this place.

The Cejalrovo family had its main residence located here... When Ian looked through the car window in the direction of the family mansion that Elder Puder had described to him, he could not see the house described in the old man's memory. , can only see the high halls and deep courtyards, and the thick walls.

At the entrances to the walls of these courtyards, there are some family coats of arms and door plaques hung. Every surname is a famous name in the imperial capital and even in the empire.

"Actually, few of them are occupied."

Sitting in the back seat of the car with Ian, Isengard, like the boy, looked at the mansion compound by the window: "The Adelaide family, the Isaac family, the Glass family... they are all the same as our Ellen family. , are nobles located on the border. We, the new generation of noble members of the family, must come to live in the imperial capital, and these three families have not had new direct members for more than 20 years, except for some guards and servants who are cleaning and stationed here. Outside, there is usually no one around."

"And the Ed family over there... that is the head of a famous Iron People clan in the imperial capital. It has a considerable status just like your Chehalolvo family."

"Stop talking about this."

Ian sighed and lay on the soft cushions of the alchemy cart: "My current identity is clearly still the 'Queen of Refugees'. What is the relationship between the Cejallorvo family and me."

The driver was unaware of this and looked unwavering.

The difference between an alchemy car and a car is that the fuel burned in the heart of the alchemy furnace is more expensive, but the power is greater, so it can carry very thick armor, and the alchemy cars used by nobles have incredibly thick armor.

In addition, some ordinary civilian and military alchemy carts may also need wheels... but some high-end alchemy carts can already fly in the sky and serve as a simple aerial transportation tool.

Just like the 300-meter-high city wall of the Imperial Capital, ordinary people need to take a cable car to get up, but nobles can take a flying car directly to the entrance.

The moment he saw this thing, Ian used a silver chip to scan the entire structure of the speeding car - and then he sighed, there are really all kinds of weird things on this land of Terra... Then when will the super giant floating aircraft carrier Come out and show him too?

But before Ian had time to think about the possibility of Terra's floating aircraft carriers, Isengard shook his head and interrupted his imagination: "The identity of a refugee is only three generations, right? You are three generations later, so you are definitely no longer a refugee. ”

"Oh?" Ian thought for a while and found that indeed, his great-grandparents were the exiles, while his grandparents were the second generation and his parents were the third generation.

His generation happened to have got rid of the refugee status. He wondered: "Then I am a normal citizen of the empire? No wonder Elder Puder always said that I am the hope of the family. It turns out that starting from my generation, the white people of Harrison Port Then we can really restart our struggle.”

While chatting with Isengard intermittently, Ian observed the outside world.

He noticed that the defense in the second level area was really tight to an incredible extent.

In total, there were about three hundred elite guards patrolling the area he just passed through... There were probably thousands of elite soldiers patrolling the entire second-level area.

It is true that not even a mosquito can fly into this place.

But here...most of the rooms are empty.

Ian couldn't help but sigh when he thought of the many small town residents who were still worried about temporary residence permits in the vast land outside the imperial capital.

They arrived at the main compound of the Ellen family in the second-level area.

Behind the three-person-high towering wall, the five-story marble building like a small castle was brightly lit. Almost every window and door that could expose the light was shining with bright gold, proving that someone was indeed moving inside.

The alchemy car passed through the automatically opened door and parked in a parking space nearby. Ian and Isengard got out of the car, and they discovered that a beautiful woman wearing a silver-bottomed red edge and a fine silk robe was standing at the door. , her long golden hair was pulled up, and a string of silver-white pendants hung under her slender neck, which showed her snow-white skin.

She looked at her son and the white-haired boy beside her son with complicated eyes.

"Mom? Why are you outside?"

Seeing this scene, Isengard couldn't help but feel shocked and walked forward quickly.

Mrs. Ellen is a true aristocrat with royal blood. In theory, such a great aristocrat would never do anything that would harm his or her status. Which aristocratic lady would stand at the door to greet guests? This is really too much.

"I want to see you for the first time, what? What rules do you think can control your mother?"

The blond woman snorted coldly. It was obvious that even if a royal princess married as a woman, her thoughts were very different from those of ordinary nobles: "I said, last night, or at noon today, I brought your friend to see you. I...then you didn’t send me a message last night.”

She approached her son, stretched out two slender fingers, and pinched Isengard's face: "Why, the wings are stiff?"

——No wonder Isengard was always like "My mother said, my mother said...". So this is the character of Lady Avrina? I asked why he is a bit of a mama's boy...

Looking at this scene, Ian showed a clear expression.

"No...hey...Mom..."

Isengard's cheeks and neck were hot, and his snow-white skin was flushed at the moment. Especially after he noticed his friend's knowing gaze behind him, he immediately became even more ashamed: "Mom... I was wrong... I just felt that You just know it..."

"I know, I don't have to care about everything... but you understand the importance of priorities and procedures... This will only be good for your future."

Her son's obedient confession and cute begging for mercy were obviously satisfying, but Mrs. Ellen sighed.

This gesture is modeled after that of Isengard. It is indeed the biological mother and son: "When you grow up, you will definitely hide some things from me. This is just a friend. If you meet someone who doesn't know them next time, What about dangerous meetings with friends?”

"You are responsible for your own safety."

Then, she looked at Ian.

"Ian... is indeed a nice young man. But I thought you would come wearing armor, which would be more convenient."

Mrs. Ellen's words made Ian and Ethan stunned for a moment. They looked at each other, obviously not understanding what this sentence meant.

But Ian reacted quickly. He raised his brows slightly and had a premonition in his heart.

"Get ready to come in, good boy. Go to the next room and put on your armor. We have something important to do before lunch."

Sure enough, Mrs. Ellen raised her head slightly. Although she met Ian for the first time, she seemed to have known the boy well: "That was your investiture ceremony - I remember it was Ryan who led him near the lake. Which part? If you are not satisfied, you can choose anything except Ryan City."

"Anyway, congratulations, little knight. You have become the youngest lord in the history of Nanling."

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