"How to prove it?" Hearing the boy's self-introduction, the alert pseudo-superta did not immediately hand over the letter in his hand, but instead raised another question.

"How do you want me to prove it?" Rob was a little helpless.

"Well, I think about it, why don't you just talk about one or two embarrassing things that happened to me when I was a child." Puppet Masao suggested.

The boy had a dark face, "Why should I reveal my embarrassing things?"

"Because the letter you want to read is in my hands." The pseudo-superior is very righteous.

The young magician suppressed his unhappiness and stood there with a calm face. The pseudo-superta thought he was angry and was nervous. Then the boy suddenly said, "When I was five years old, I picked up a big and strange egg on the shore. My father lied to me and said it was a dragon egg. After that, I took it with me every day to keep it warm. Not only would I tell stories to it before going to bed, but no matter how busy I would draw out a magic trick and sit on it to hatch it. I even made a small dress for him myself."

"Then what?"

"Then when I was about to start building my dragon spear, a bird rushed out of the endless sea of ​​trees. Not only did it save its unbreakable child, but it also ate all the snacks I hid under the bed. By the way, it seemed that it didn't like the little dress I made, and it even dismembered it before leaving."

"Hahahahahahahaha~ Are you a fool? You can't even tell the difference between the dragon egg and the earth-slide egg! Hahahaha, no, my stomach will be broken." The pseudo-superior laughed loudly, laughing with joy, rolling all over the ground.

"I've never seen such a stupid person. Oh, I can't laugh anymore, my stomach hurts so much." Puppet Masao rubbed his stomach, "Hurry, come another one, come another one~"

The future Super Magician's face turned pale. Anyone in the academy has seen him in recent years, and they are not admiring him and calling him a great man. Even Principal Steins, who has always been harsh, praised him. This is the first time he has been called a fool for such an old age. And this is said from a guy who looks more like a fool than him no matter how he looks. The other party is shouting for him to do another one like he is listening to crosstalk at Deyun Club.

Although the anger in his chest was burning, the boy did not forget his purpose and gritted his teeth, "I have told me the embarrassing things I had when I was a child as you asked, so that I can prove that I am Rob. You should also send the letter to me as agreed."

"But I don't know what embarrassing things happened to Rob when he was a child." Puppet Masao said with his fingers, "Although the embarrassing things you told are really funny."

Seeing that the boy was about to enter a state of rampage, Kenneth hurried over to save the scene. He said to the pseudo-Shokata, "You must have been here for a while, do you know who I am?"

The pseudo-superta nodded, "You are Ryan's escort captain, no one in the town doesn't know about the adventurers!"

"That's good. I can assure you with the identity of the captain of the guard and the honor of the knight that the person in front of you is indeed Rob, the only son of Uncle Ricks. Although we haven't met for a while, we talked a lot about childhood in the tavern before, and I think this is enough to prove his identity." Kenneth said with a smile, "Now, do you have any other questions?"

"No, if it was the captain, I would certainly believe it." Puppet Tai shook her head. Compared to her bad attitude towards someone, she was very polite when facing Kenneth. She took out a letter from under her little quilt and handed it to Rob next to her who didn't say a word, "Here, your father left it to you."

The boy was about to take the envelope, but the fake forefather's hand shrank back, "Well, I actually have a small request. I hope this letter can be read by Lord Kenneth."

"This is not very good." The captain of the guard was a little embarrassed. "After all, it was the family letter left by Uncle Ricks to Rob. It is not convenient for us outsiders to read it."

Puppetta turned his eyes to Rob, and the latter snorted coldly, "There is nothing we can't tell outsiders about our family. Since she insists on doing this, she has to trouble Brother Kenneth."

"That's it." Mr. Knight scratched his head, "If Rob agrees, then I have nothing to say."

He took the letter from the pseudo-supreme, cleared his throat and recited.

"My dear son, if you unfortunately see this letter, it means you have returned to Ryan. Ha, how about it, is Ryan's change a lot? But Dad, I still try my best to keep our family intact." After reading this, the captain of the guard secretly glanced at Rob and glanced at the murderous intent that flashed through the boy's eyes.

Mr. Knight couldn't help but wiped his cold sweat for Old Ricks. His understanding of the intact seemed to be somewhat different from that of ordinary people. The grocery store in front of him was obviously more appropriate to describe it as empty.

"You must have worked hard to study outside these years. At this moment, I want to stand outside the house to give you a big hug and see what you look like now..." Kenneth continued to recite, "However, for some complicated reasons, I have to go out a long way recently, but I left a little before leaving, uh... the small problem has not been dealt with. As you can see, the brave man named Lolo in front of you once lent me twenty-four gold coins. I, for the time being, can't pay it back, so you may need to help me with this money. Don't worry, I'll go to work this time! I'll make enough money to pay it back soon! Well, I know what you are thinking in my heart now, but I promise you, but it's really not like that. Damn it, I almost won back both capital and profit! I will definitely not lose again next time!!! - your dear father."

Kenneth read the last word in a terrified manner. To be honest, it was the first time that Mr. Knight, who cheated his son, met his first time. He was obviously a gamble and owed a lot of debts, but there was no regret between the lines. He said that he was going out to make money, but it was more likely that he had to choose to run away because he had no face to face his son, and left a mess before leaving.

The captain of the guard asked the young man, "Do you want to read the handwriting on the letter?"

Rob had a dark face, "No need, it sounds like that guy's style, and no one can do such a thing except him."

Twenty-four gold coins are unimaginable to ordinary people, but they are not worth mentioning in the eyes of the sixth-level quasi-magic master. Not to mention his previous priceless equipment, the value of the materials used by the boy to do a small experiment is far more than this number, so what really makes him angry is the attitude expressed by the man in the letter.
Chapter completed!