Thor's home covers a considerable area, a half castle and half garden-style building. Opposite the street is the magic union of the Mao Empire, with its back against Mount Saint Broncico, which is located below the palace.

Mount San Broncico is named after Broncico, a human leader thousands of years ago. At that time, Broncico led 30,000 people to fight the demons here. They fought hard for a whole month and were all killed here. No one surrendered or fled.

An Fei looked up at Mount San Broncico. He heard that after the founding of the Mao Empire, he built the palace on Mount San Broncico. After hundreds of years of construction, the mountain has almost been hollowed out. The current palace has thousands of rooms of all sizes, including some outside, and even museums, libraries and other facilities.

Many magic circles were built in the palace, and there was almost one every three floors, which went straight to the depths of the ground. This was a passage for royal members to escape after the enemy wizard successfully released the large forbidden spell. Although the success rate of the great magicians infiltrated into the enemy's capital and released the large forbidden spell is very low, it is not impossible. Similar things have happened in history, so we must do a good job of prevention.

It turns out that people in this world are also living in the shadow of the "nuclear bomb"! An Fei sighed in his heart.

"Is it my father back? Is it really my father back?" Suddenly, a series of crisp sounds like orioles sounded in front of me.

"Nia!" A cheerful smile appeared on Thor's face.

With the cheers, a figure jumped out from the front, took two steps at a time, and pounced on Thor's arms.

At this time, An Fei's eyes turned from Mount San Broncico to the person who came. The other party's face could not be seen, but she had blonde hair like Thor. In An Fei's impression, the blonde girl's hair was mostly curled, but this woman's hair was smooth and long, just like golden satin draped behind her.

The old housekeeper with a smile on his face walked out from the front, and he just took the lead and told Niya the good news.

"Nia, he is your Uncle Ernest." Thor introduced.

"Hello, Uncle Ernest." Nya said politely.

"This is An Fei, my newly admitted student. He will live with us all in the future."

"Hello." Niya's eyes turned to An Fei.

"Hello Miss Ninia." An Fei stammered: "This is a gift I gave you, I hope you like it." At this time, An Fei realized that Ninia's eyes were also inherited from Thor. The light blue eyes were very lively, coupled with the towering and perky nose bridge, and the thin, sexy lips. Thor did not speak loudly. Ninia was indeed a heart-warming beauty.

"Thank you." Niya took the magic bracelet, her fair and smooth hand moved slightly, and the magic bracelet disappeared. It seemed that she had received the space ring.

An Fei kept paying attention to Niya's expression. He knew what level of gift the magic bracelet was. Niya's eyes did not have any contempt, and of course, he was not happy. It is logical that a grandmother like Niya would be disdainful to see such gifts. Niya's performance exceeded An Fei's expectations. It was not bad. Niya was a very well-educated woman.

"Nia, you will take the guests around first. I will go to the palace to meet His Majesty and come back later."

"I'm leaving again?" Nya shook his head and said, "No."

"Obe obedient." Thor whispered a few words in Niya's ear. Niya's eyes brightened and she looked at Ernest without blinking.

Seeing that he had successfully diverted Nia's attention, Thor smiled proudly, then used his floating technique, ascended into the air, and flew straight towards Mount San Broncico.

An Fei's gaze fell on Niya's waist, and there was a long sword hanging there. Naturally, it was impossible to tell whether the blade was sharp or not. However, the hilt of the sword was made very simple and there were no ornaments that would like to please girls. There are many channels to judge a person's personality, eyes, living environment, living habits, and even daily accessories. These can provide certain information. Being willing to wear such a long sword at least means that Niya is not a frivolous girl. Wait for the long sword? Is this Niya a swordsman? No wonder! No wonder Thor always says that no one inherits his magic knowledge. It turns out that his daughter is actually a swordsman!

An Fei smiled in his eyes and looked at Ernest. People who are as sharp-minded and sensitive as An Fei are rare. Ernest didn't understand why the girl stared at him with a strange look, but his expression was still so calm and there was no change.

"Uncle Ernest, should you go and have a rest first, or look around with me?" Nya said in a very respectful tone.

"Whatever." Ernest said lightly.

This made Niya stump, what is casualness? She had to look at An Fei: "Hello, An"

"An Fei." An Fei reminded him kindly.

"An Fei, do you want to go and have a rest first, or look around with me?"

"casual."

"You" Niya couldn't help but glared at An Fei. She dared not be rude to her father's friend, but to her father's students, it was another matter. Not to mention that the magic power fluctuations on this guy were pitifully weak, even those two guys who had become early-level magicians had to be honest in front of him! She is the pearl in the palm of the Great Magician of Thor, who dares to make her unhappy?!

"Master An Fei, you might as well go around the house with the lady, it's better to get familiar with it." The old butler quickly stood up and started to smooth things over.

"Okay." An Fei nodded happily.

"Hmph!" Nya let out a hum inaudible hum. When she turned to look at Ernest, the expression on her face had turned into a flattering smile: "Uncle Ernest, come together."

"Yeah." Ernest was still so indifferent.

In fact, this is just Ernest's appearance. In front of people he doesn't know, Ernest always looks cold, but in front of people he is very familiar with, his words become more incredible. An Fei has seen Ernest and Thor beside each other many times, and he even has the experience of being a referee.

"Uncle Ernest, let's go here." Nya happily became the guide.

The group of four people divided into two groups. Ernest followed Niya, while An Fei deliberately lagged behind a few steps, walked side by side with the old housekeeper, and asked various questions intentionally or unintentionally.

While talking to the old housekeeper, An Fei paid attention to the conversation ahead. After listening for a while, he was tactful and lagging behind a few steps and widened the distance.

Perhaps because of worship, Niya's words are not ordinary!

"Uncle Ernest, does your sword have a name?"

"No."

"Can I take a look?"

"no."

"Uncle Ernest, my father said you are the most outstanding great sword master and the most hopeful person to become a sword saint in the world. I have admired you since I was a child. Can you teach me some sword skills?" Ernest's indifference did not make the enthusiastic Niya retreat, but instead put forward his wishes very bluntly.

"Have you heard of rumors about me?"

"I've heard of it."

"Then do you want to learn swordsmanship from me?"

"You mean those things? Hehe, Uncle Ernest, my father said that what you see may not be true, and what you hear cannot be easily believed! But I believe in my father, you are his friend, so I believe in you too! I also argued with my friends a few days ago. I said that since you dare to go to the Elison Empire to duel with Jerofik, then you will never engage in conspiracy. It must be that Jerofik is afraid of you and deliberately framed you. He is the real coward!"

"" Ernest fell silent.

"Uncle Ernest, can I take a look at your sword?" The talkative girl turned the topic back.

"My sword is nothing good." Ernest's tone became significantly softened.

"Just take a look!" The talkative girl hit the snake and followed the stick, and actually started acting coquettishly.

"" Ernest pulled out his sword helplessly.

"Uncle Ernest, your sword is so ordinary that it is not worthy of your identity at all!" The talkative girl's eyes widened, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

"Sword is just a sword." Ernest said lightly. Some truths are incomprehensible. At least there is no way to explain this girl clearly. Relying on external objects, he will never be able to break through the realm of a great sword master!

"Uncle Ernest, look at my sword!" The talkative girl pulled out her long sword with her backhand, and with a choking sound, a light roar sounded in the air. The sword light was like water, and a strong magic wave emitted from the sword edge. It turned out to be a magic sword!

"Good sword!"

"Uncle Ernest, I've given it to you!" The talkative girl was very generous.

"Hmm? I don't need it."

"You're welcome, Uncle Ernest, this is my dedication."

“I really don’t need it.”

"Uncle Ernest, my father said, let me treat you like my uncle. This is your home, you don't have to be polite!" The talkative girl seemed very tenacious.

"But I really don't need it."

"Uncle Ernest, I will be sad if you do this!"

"I'm really"

"I will cry!" The talkative girl bit her lips.

"I" Ernest has two big heads. If he changes someone, he can leave. But the girl in front of him is the pearl in his old friend's eye. He has a naive and romantic personality and is more convinced of Ernest's personality. He even argued with his friends about this. Ernest doesn't want to make Niya sad, but he really doesn't need this magic sword!!

"Okay, I'll accept it." Ernest took over the magic sword.

"Hehe." The talkative girl burst into tears and laughed: "Uncle Ernest, can you teach me sword skills?" It turned out that the magic sword was a gift for apprenticeship. It was just a request in a blink of an eye. Isn't it a bit too much? You should always be a little scheming and a little deeper, right?

"Okay." Ernest nodded helplessly.

"Uncle Ernest"
Chapter completed!