Chapter 1142 Daughter, You Are Too Stupid

The sailing warships of the elves are relatively comfortable and stable, and they are also very fast.

First, the elves know how to use the principle of clipper wing ships, and second, the hull has a magic circle, which can sail in the windless or against the wind. Although the speed is not as fast as when there is wind, it can still move forward.

Therefore, it would take a normal sailing ship fifteen days to reach the Kingdom of Cart, but the sailing warships of the elves only took five and a half days to send the Deville family back to the Kingdom of Cart.

Deville took his son and daughter off the ship, accompanied by more than a dozen servants and a guard of thirty-three people.

These are part of the assets brought from the city of Sgard. In fact, Hardy originally wanted them to bring more people, but Deville said it was enough.

After getting off the dock, the three children looked left and right, and they were a little disappointed.

Unlike the cleanliness and majesty of the elf port, this place is dirty everywhere, and the people here are very sloppy, and their movements are very rude when they speak.

Deville was very beautiful and charming, but no one dared to approach her or cause trouble.

The port itself was a small society, especially the busy docks, which had a pyramid class structure.

People in this environment knew how to judge people.

Deville had more than a dozen servants and a large group of guards around her. No matter how beautiful and attractive such a woman was, they would not dare to mess with her.

What's more, they came here on the elven sailing warship, which was why they did not dare to provoke her.

Deville looked around for a while and said, "David, go outside and buy us three carriages and some pack horses..."

Before she finished her words, she saw a group of people suddenly coming in front of them, with the royal flag, a golden lion and a white unicorn, holding a crown together.

The group of people soon came in front of them.

Then Deville saw the person walking in front, and her tears suddenly filled her eyes.

She ran over and threw herself into the arms of the old man.

"Father, long time no see, are you okay?"

"Not bad." The old man's eyes were also filled with tears, and he gently patted his daughter's back: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back. It's good that nothing happened on the way."

The connection between countries is not as usual now.

Because of the pollution of the evil god, some very scary monsters are often "refreshed" in the wild, and ordinary professionals can't deal with them. Most of them rely on players to clear them out.

And more than half of the players are in France.

It's not that players are also afraid of fighting monsters, but players are born with the characteristics of gathering in groups.

Moreover, a large part of them are life players.

Only a small number of players who adhere to the concept of "the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish" will run around, and they are the main force of other countries to eliminate monsters.

The wild is too dangerous now, so itinerant merchants without strength dare not move around at will, so the communication between countries has become relatively closed.

Then Deville stepped out of the old man's arms, pulled the three little ones to his side, and said: "These are my and Charles' three children, Louis, Pru and Lala. You three, say hello to Grandpa."

"Hello Grandpa!"

The three little ones shouted in unison, and looked at the old man curiously.

The old man's name is Barton Spencer. He stared at Louis with black hair and black eyes, and his expression was a little surprised.

Louis noticed his gaze and felt a little scared, so he shrank behind his mother, revealing only half of his body.

Despite this, he was still brave enough to look at her husband.

Seeing the child's frightened look, Barton immediately put on a smiling expression.

He looked at his daughter: "Let's go home first."

"Okay."

So the group left the dock in a mighty manner.

Barton came to pick up his daughter and grandson, using a cavalry team and three carriages, which can be said to have given his daughter enough face.

The three children took the largest carriage. After all, they were children. They were really tired after sitting on the boat for several days. Now they were all sleeping in the carriage, and there were servants guarding them.

Barton and his daughter sat in the black carriage at the front.

"Father, how did you know I came back today?"

"An undead dragon knight told us." Barton looked strange: "He said he took the mission from Hardy and came to deliver the letter. That is the legendary dragon knight, and he actually obeyed Hardy's orders."

Hearing this, Deville felt sweet in his heart and couldn't help laughing.

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But Barton's expression was very serious. He asked, "Is the black-haired kid just now Francis Hardy's?"

Deville looked a little ugly, then nodded and asked, "Father, how did you know?"

"I've seen Hardy." Barton took a deep breath: "Although this kid lacks a little power and things, and doesn't have the intimidating edges of Hardy, he looks almost exactly like Hardy."

"You've actually seen Hardy."

"When Hardy went north to attack the demons, he passed through our Cardo. Of course I saw him. He also left a deep impression on me." Barton smiled and said, "So, is he really Hardy's son?"

Deville nodded silently.

She thought her father would scold her, but she didn't expect that she would hear something else.

"Great, Deville, you did a great job, very well."

Deville raised his head in surprise.

Looking at his daughter's disbelieving eyes, Barton said with a smile: "No wonder it was Hardy who sent someone to inform me of your return. It turns out that this is what happened. You two obviously belong to different countries, but you can have a child." A child, very good.”

"Aren't you angry?"

"Why should I be angry!" Barton said with a smile: "I will never hand this child back to Hardy again, you know what I mean."

"But……"

"Even if Hardy comes, I will not hand him back." Barton's smile turned serious: "If we don't know the existence of this child, I can pretend that I don't know anything, but you brought him In front of me, the meaning is different.”

"You want to threaten Hardy with him?" Deville said uneasily.

"Stupid." Barton snorted: "After being a lord's wife for so many years, you still haven't made any progress at all. Such a good child must be raised well. I don't care what his last name was before. His last name will be Spencer in the future. "

Deville was stunned for a moment, then covered his mouth with his hands in disbelief.

"When our royal family was in the most difficult and desperate time, God sent us the most suitable heir!" Barton made a gesture in front of him like a believer of the Light Cult: "Light is above, you did not abandon the poor lamb, I will offer my most faithful devotion.” (End of chapter)