The middle-aged nobleman on the right then knelt down and saluted David: Your servant Helheidi greets you, my supreme master. [No pop-up novel website] (Fengwu Literature Network.qiuwu.) He is the patriarch of the Heidi family and Helena’s father.
Please get up, Lord Heller, David said, no need to be polite. Please take a seat.
Helena's father stood up, but after David sat down, he knelt down again: In fact, today he came here specifically to apologize to the master. He heard that Helena had secretly taken the master's secret code...
David categorically denied it. Where did you hear it? Tell the chief attendant to deal with it.
yes. After Heller responded, he looked relieved and said with a smile: Helena has been spoiled since she was a child, and I have been worried that she will cause trouble for you by relying on her previous engagement with her master.
Helena is my healer and I protect her as a matter of course, nothing to worry about. David said gently, as for the engagement, it seemed that the plan was to hold an official engagement ceremony when Helena turned eighteen. Well, it is the social season, which is not convenient, so how about waiting until the end of the social season to hold the ceremony? What does father mean?
Old Mr. Duran said quickly: No problem, I think it’s good. As long as you and Helena decide, I have no problem with it. It seems to be a good idea to hold an engagement ceremony in winter. It would be great to have a lighthouse star. It is really romantic to wear a white dress when it is snowing heavily in December. Your mother and I held our wedding in a snowy weather. She will be very happy to see you getting engaged at the same time in the spirit of heaven.
David's eyes flashed with warmth and reminiscence, and then he nodded slightly: Then it will be a snowy day in December.
Old Mr. Duran and Mr. Heller looked at each other and smiled. Old Mr. Duran said to Heller: We have to have a drink and celebrate. Let's make a date together some other day, invite everyone in the family, and discuss how to hold a grand engagement ceremony. Then he shouted to the servant to bring wine.
David declined; he never drank. After old Mr. Duran and Heller toasted, he asked: Is there anything else?
Oh, there is a gift for the master. Heller put down the wine glass and clapped his hands. So, a naked man was sent in from outside the gate, and he knelt down to David from a distance.
This is a slave who just broke through the seventh level in Heidi's training camp two days ago. He has combat energy attributes and is forty-three years old. He grew up in the training camp as a slut and has been trained to be quite tame. He poked the back of the man who was kneeling on the ground with his cane. The tip of the cane was poked along the spine all the way down between his raised buttocks in a casual manner, to show that this slave was a slave. How to tame and obey him, and said: Therefore, he was brought here specially to be used by his master. Please accept it with appreciation. After speaking, he pouted to his servant, who respectfully handed over the biochip control compass.
David's eyes quickly glanced at the man, and he said in a somewhat impatient tone: Since it has been sent over, let's keep it. However, it can't be used by Helena yet. With the seventh-level combat system by her side, she doesn't know how to restrain herself. Besides, I don't plan on letting her go out this social season, so I won't need any bodyguards.
Yes, it all depends on the master’s instructions.
David nodded slightly, then stood up and said: Please step back.
Heller saluted and then took his leave, and old Mr. Duran saw him off in person. The attendant compiled the control compass presented by Heidi's family into David's secret book, and then called for someone to come. After David had tested the chip, he took the seventh-level slave down to make arrangements. David turned the compass over in his hand but did not press it down. Looking at the slave's naked body again, he suddenly asked: "What's your name?"
No. hb3976tq781, master, the slave's head touched the ground, his eyes rolled left and right in fear, and he replied, the trainer called me 781...
No, I mean what was your name before you were 6 years old, before you were sold into training camp?
Because David's tone was gentle, the slave gradually became less afraid. He recalled it carefully, and then said: It seems to be called Lu... Lucas, master.
Lucas... David read it silently, then nodded and said, it's a good name, then you can still call it Lucas, Mr. Lucas. After saying that, David threw the compass on the table.
The servant lifted Lucas up from the ground, and his naked body and penis covered with hair were exposed in front of David's eyes. David turned his gaze expressionlessly and saw the velvet bed curtain hanging from the floor-to-ceiling window on the side of the large living room.
etc. He stopped the servant who was about to take Lucas out of the room, then walked over and pulled down half of the curtain and handed it to Lucas.
Lucas was very surprised in his heart. His new master was really a weird person. Didn't the servants prepare clothes and send them over when he left the house? However, the master's reward and intention cannot be violated. Although Lucas was surprised, he had no choice but to obey the order, put on the curtains, and follow the servant who led the way out of the large living room.
After they left, David told his attendants: It seems that I haven't been to Gray Star for a long time. Arrange a time to go to the training base - just after the social season is over -
Brother, I heard that you recently received a seventh-level combat-type slave.
A strong force burst open the door of the living room, and a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old ran in. He was wearing a fashionable lace shirt with exquisite workmanship, and his face was powdered. At his young age, he looked more dandy than Philip, the generally recognized playboy. Style. He rushed in excitedly and opened his mouth to ask for someone: "You have so many slaves, and you will definitely not be able to handle them at the moment. Can you lend them to me for a few days?"
David frowned: You are a combat-type person yourself. What does it look like to have a combat-type retinue by your side? If there is a suitable guardian system in the future, it doesn’t matter if I give it to you.
That's all, the young man shouted stubbornly, I haven't even broken through to the intermediate level, so what about the combat system? If you can't defeat anyone on Lighthouse Planet, what's wrong with having a bodyguard with a level 7 combat system? What's the shame?
no! David flatly refused, because you haven't broken through the intermediate level yet, so I can't give it to you. You don't need a bodyguard here. You clearly want to find a backer so that you can go out and cause trouble. Before I had time to ask you, it has only been less than a month since you arrived at Lighthouse Planet. You said yourself how much trouble you have caused. This afternoon Mrs. Miller came to the door with her young lady.
So unfair! The young man was anxious when asked, and shouted loudly: "Helena is not causing trouble all day long. You have never said a word to her. You agree to whatever she wants to do." When it comes to my son, this won’t work and that won’t work either! You get scolded for every little thing. I know, you have a healer, and your biological brother is worthless!
Oliver! Old Mr. Duran came back from seeing Heller off. When he saw this scene, he was very angry. He called his youngest son's name and scolded him with an angry face: How can you talk back to your brother!
Kneel down, he ordered in an unusually stern tone, and then glanced at the time, which was one o'clock in the morning, so he said: "Seven hours, you should reflect carefully."
Oliver knelt down as he said, but very reluctantly, and complained in a low voice: Dad, you are partial. When mom died, you and your brother swore to take good care of me, but you didn't do it at all.
When David mentioned his deceased mother, he felt a little sad. Oliver is the child that his mother gave her life for. As soon as he was born, she disappeared from the universe. Before she died, the only thing she cared about was Oliver.
Forget it, Dad, it's not a big deal. David said to old Mr. Duran, and then looked at the young man, "Get up, Oliver."
Oliver looked at his father proudly, immediately stood up and sat next to David, and asked more and more: What about that slave?
David thought about it and said: It's not impossible to give it to you, but there is a condition. You are not allowed to leave the manor until the end of the social season. Oliver curled his lips and was about to speak, but David immediately interrupted him: Don't think about using Helena as a shield for you, I also don't allow her to go out during this social season.
The reason why Oliver insists on having this seventh-level combat-type slave is so that he can show off during the social season, but if he is not allowed to leave the manor when the time comes, how can he show off? Do you want to show off to your servants and attendants at home?
Forget it, I don’t want it anymore, brother, you can keep it for yourself. He rolled his eyes and walked away with his chin up.
Don't indulge Oliver too much, David, old Mr. Duran said, shaking the red wine brought by the servant, he really should be disciplined.
knew. David was perfunctory with old Mr. Duran, and then remembered that Oliver's superpowers were worse than his upbringing, so he reminded him that if his father had free time, he should pay more attention to Oliver's breakthrough. Help him find more good trainers. Oliver will turn sixteen soon. If we don't find a way for him to break through the intermediate barrier as soon as possible, it will only be more difficult to break through in the future.
Old Mr. Dulan smiled bitterly: What can be done about this? His qualifications are there. I'm afraid he inherited them from me. Finding a powerful trainer may not be effective. The intermediate barriers are not like the low-level ones where there is a way to give him quick success. He can only break through them in earnest, and I am afraid he can only grind them slowly. Anyway, I had already given up hope on him. It is extremely difficult for Ma Ma Huhu to be able to look like a fourth-level or fifth-level person at the age of thirty-five without damaging your face and the reputation of our Dulan family.
David hesitated for a moment, then said: "I'm afraid you won't be able to achieve a breakthrough just by relying on expensive drugs and energy feedback. Father, you can consider sending Oliver to a training camp for a period of time at the appropriate time. It may be effective."
Old Mr. Duran shook the red wine for a moment, and then said hesitantly: It's better to think about it in the long term... It's not that I can't bear to part with it, but in fact, Oliver is like this now, and he won't give it away. Being obedient will cause chaos in the training camp. You have to find a way to get him to cooperate first.
A bitter smile that was almost too shallow flashed across the corner of David's lips, and he said no more.
Speaking of the trainer, old Mr. Duran suddenly became energetic. He put down his wine glass, sat upright and said, "Can you spare a morning this Saturday, David?" I have made an appointment with an incredible trainer who is willing to meet with you.
