Old Anderson stood by the bed with a cane and watched his daughter-in-law, Mrs. Lisa, healing Juditha.

"The problem is not serious, is it?"

Mrs. Lisa stood up and replied: "It's not serious. The trauma has been dealt with. The rest will be fine as long as you recover for a while."

"Well, please take care of it a little harder."

"This is what I should do."

Old Anderson walked out of the bedroom. Outside the room, his son Mike was sitting in a wheelchair and said apologetically:

"Father, it was my negligence."

"Master Karen, just be fine." Old Anderson said, slowly walking to the window in the corridor, opening the window and letting in the wind from outside.

Mike pushed the wheelchair and followed.

"Mike."

"Father."

"It's my fault. My generation failed to support it. I watched the Raphael family and other families grow bigger and bigger. Even your generation failed to support it.

Fortunately, there was finally no danger, and we have finally crossed this threshold.

Therefore, hope lies in the next generation.

Borg and Judah are the hope for the next generation of our Allen family. They have a chance to reach level five or above when they become adults. In this way, the Allen family can at least have a pillar to support it both externally and internally.

So that we won’t have to experience the same embarrassment as in previous years.”

"Father, and Eunice, our ancestor Count Rekar said that Eunice's bloodline concentration is the highest."

Old Anderson looked at his son,

Mike also looked at his father,

The father and son just looked at each other;

For a long time, Mike wondered: "Isn't it, father?"

Old Anderson was a little sad because his three sons, the eldest son and the second son, had not been smart since they were young.

The only youngest son who can be considered smart has devoted all his attention to his art career. Now, in the name of "Master Karen", he has abandoned his position as the patriarch and ran out to sell paintings as a wanderer.

What about "Master Cullen's orders"? It was really Master Cullen's orders. When he returned to the manor, would he specifically ask where "Mr. Bede" had gone?

"Mike, what's Eunice's last name?"

"Alan."

Old Anderson sighed and said, "Her surname is Immelais."

Mike suddenly understood and said: "I understand, father."

"Um."

"Eunice will become an outsider after all, so Judah is more important to our family."

"Um?"

The old man's hand, which was leaning on the cane, began to tremble.

Mr. Mike also sighed and continued: "So, from now on, the Allen family must still rely on its own people."

The old man's eyes were red, he lowered his head and looked at his son sitting in the wheelchair.

Mr. Mike's eyes turned red and he said, "Father, I understand what you mean."

The old man picked up the crutch and slapped his son's face directly.

"Crack!"

There was a clear red mark on Mr. Mike's face.

"Judea and Borg are the pillars of the future of the Allen family, and Eunice is the roof of the Allen family!"

"Forehead……"

"I've never resented my family's desire to be independent and self-reliant. What I resented was that they couldn't recognize reality."

"I was wrong, father."

"If Eunice hadn't been at home, do you think Master Cullen would have returned to the manor?"

"Won't……"

"Yes, since Master Cullen went to York City, he seems to have deliberately avoided contact with the manor. I don't know the reason for this, but I am very scared."

"I think the young master may think we are too rich?"

"Crack!"

Another stroke of the cane hit him, and seeing the symmetrical red marks forming on his son's face, the old man felt inexplicably relieved.

"Such an idiotic reason can only be thought of by an idiot like you."

"Yes." Mr. Mike did not dare to refute the scolding from his biological father.

"The more Master Karen behaves like this, the more we must be respectful, the more contented we must be, and the more we must learn to be grateful."

"Yes, father."

"Have you sent someone to that pottery studio?"

"I sent people there yesterday and reached an agreement. The other party wants a lot of quantities. Some of them can be produced in the workshop below our manor, and some of them we also need to purchase from outside."

"We will satisfy the pottery studio free of charge at all costs. Master Karen rarely asks us to do anything, so we need to do our best to do whatever he asks."

"Yes, father, I understand."

"We personally arranged the purification ceremony for Master Karen."

"Yes, father."

"Then Master Karen can now defeat Judah."

"Yes, if Master Karen has started practicing since he was a child and has accumulated it very early, with the teachings of the Immelais family, it is normal for Judah to be unable to compare with him.

But the young master officially became a servant of God not long ago in front of us."

"This is genius. When a genius stops on the side of the road, he is not taking a nap, he is looking at the road further away."

"Indeed, father."

"Thank you for that engagement. If we hadn't made this engagement at the beginning, I think our Allen family would have no contact with the young master. This is really the blessing of our ancestors."

"Meow~"

Pu'er, who had just finished afternoon tea, was walking on Kevin's back and happened to pass by the father and son.

Old Anderson and Mike bowed their heads together and saluted:

"Ancestors bless you."

…

The moon halo is very thick tonight, as if there are countless fireflies flying neatly in the sky.

Karen was riding a horse, and in front of him sat Eunice, who had just woken up. The two of them rode slowly under the moonlight.

Eunice asked Karen softly: "I've been sleeping a little too long lately. Have I gained some weight?"

"No, it's very comfortable."

"You know, Karen, all the jokes I've heard in my life came from you."

"Why, do you still want to hear a second person tell such a joke?"

"No. By the way, wallet, do you like it?"

"dislike."

"I know my handiwork is not good..."

"I don't think it's fair to only have one picture of you in it."

When Eunice heard this, she turned around, looked at Karen, as if she mustered up the courage, and asked:

"Who else do you want to let go?"

"Let's go together."

"Um?"

At this time, a group of people ran out of the castle. They set up cameras and turned on the lights.

Karen put his right hand around Eunice's waist, bringing her whole body closer to him;

"Come on, smile."

"Crack!"

After the flash flashed, the photo was taken.
To be continued...