"Forget it, you guy. I won't argue with you. Go and see your granddaughter yourself and see if it's my grandson who is intimidating her?"

"Give me the coordinates."

"Here you go."

…

"Micah, I pulled this from an ancient giant beast. It is an excellent material used to refine artifacts."

In the palace, Muria proudly showed his wife the trophies he had obtained by exploiting the big snake, "You can pick whatever you want and take as much as you want. It doesn't matter if you take them all. I can get them again after a while."

One batch.”

"I don't like using this kind of material to refine artifacts. Ask Gladys if they want it!"

"I have already prepared their share, which is enough for them to spend for a long time."

"Well, what about Aiolos's share?" Michaelela, who knew Muria's temperament, asked.

"Oh, Aiolos, well, I'll prepare his share right away." Facing his wife's gaze, Muria tilted her head unconsciously, feeling a little embarrassed about her preference for one thing and another, "No.

He will be missing."

"According to the observation report of the angel I sent, Aiolos's memory has almost awakened. You should bring him back now." Michaelela fought for the legitimate rights and interests of his eldest son.

"Well, then it's time to bring him back." Muria thought seriously for a moment, and finally nodded reluctantly under the gaze of his wife, "When the time comes, arrange for him to be the commander-in-chief.
Chapter completed!