"Brother, can you tell by looking at it yourself?" As he said this, his younger brother Truett stepped aside and pointed at a beautiful woman running from the crowd behind him.

"Audrey!!"

"Honey!!"

Trutte stood aside silently and looked at the scene in front of him, wiping the moist corners of his eyes.

"Come out quickly, you kid. You always keep shouting that you want to see your father. Now that you have seen him, why are you hiding again?"

After the warmth was over, Audrey turned around and pulled out a tall boy in his teens who was hiding in the crowd with a vague resemblance to Otru.

Pulled by his mother, the boy looked at his father in embarrassment, his eyes showing curiosity, uneasiness and admiration. He secretly looked at the man who had left him when he was four or five years old and who had returned three years ago.

A familiar yet unfamiliar father who appeared once.

Seeing his child's eyes, Otru's nose felt sour, and he covered his child's head with his big hand, caressing it gently, and forced a smile.

"Why, my child doesn't know his father anymore."

The boy shook his head quickly. Under the warm touch of his big hands, the vague memory there gradually came back from his mind. The venerable father he looked up to in front of him became more and more familiar from the back. Finally, he started to cry.

"Don't worry, the remote teleportation array is now open. From now on, at least for the next dozen years, I can come back to see you often."

Looking at his brother and wife, Otru's eyes gradually filled with a strong sense of happiness.

And things like this are happening in the huge open space under the entire teleportation station. The meeting of relatives, the reunion of lovers, and the longing for the future. These deep emotions continue to echo over the camp.

Of course, there are also a few who are idle and miserable. Their hometown is not in the camp, but they are just adventurers who came here early to join in the fun. They have no relatives or friends in the camp. Seeing this scene, they are jealous and envious.

"Grandma, you are so dazzling me. I will go home immediately after God's birthday is over."

"I really miss it. This place hasn't changed at all. It's still the same scenery and sky that the students and adventurers in the camp saw back then. It's just that things are different and people are different, time is ruthless, and time flies like an arrow."

A well-dressed wizard shook his head, remembering like a bard.

"You're sighing, didn't you just come back three years ago?" As soon as he finished speaking, his teammates immediately complained.

"Xigara, I care about you, so you have to go against me?"

Being ridiculed like this by his teammates, the wizard immediately tore off his gentle mask, rolled up the sleeves of his loose mage robe, waved his fist, and said that there are as many rogues as there are rogues. The other adventurers next to him were stunned for a while. They were all adventurers of the same wizard.

The person even covered his forehead and sighed in his heart that the mage was a scumbag.

"I just can't stand your pretentiousness?"

As the saying goes, those who are close to vermillion are red, and those who are close to ink are dark. Even the usually gentle wizard has this kind of virtue. Naturally, he cannot expect his teammates to be very good. Here, the person who teased him dug his ears and made a look of disdain.

appearance.

"Okay, okay, I think you're itchy. The winner of the arena match the day before yesterday hasn't been decided yet. Come on, let's continue."

"Whoever is afraid of whom? Don't forget that the current victory-loss ratio is 792 to 768."

"Don't talk nonsense here. It's just that I lost more than twenty more games. With this number, I can win it back. Let's see the real results in the ring."

Saying this, the two living treasure hooligans disappeared as others watched with dark faces.

However, this conversation inspired me for many years.

"Hey, partner, do you still remember the competition in the ring?"

"Of course I remember, it was because of that game that I joined this team."

"Yeah, it's really nostalgic. How about... let's have another one?"

"good!!"

As a conversation like this appeared, a large group of adventurers who had no relatives in the camp temporarily gave up their plans to visit the new area, and instead went to kill the training camp and arena in the North District. The one who left him (her)

) The place where we have the most memories and sweat...

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Chapter completed!