They played until the afternoon. When Angelina saw that her mentor was about to return to the tower, she left with Locke.
Every caster had their own quirks, and Angelina's mentor was the kind of person who didn't like to be disturbed.
They didn't come here for nothing. In addition to taking a few fluorites, Angelina also gave him a black cane.
"It's a good item that can instantly cast two fireballs," said Angelina with a smile. This was one of her mentor's creations. Although it could only be used once, it was worth at least a hundred gold thalers when converted to Thalers.
He put it in his pocket. He didn't know the value of this cane. He had seen the power of a fireball once before. It was cast by a low-rank Lehrling in Farlans. At that time, he was greatly shocked and thought that the fireball spell would have the same destructive power.
However, it wasn't. The difference between a peak-rank Lehrling and a low-rank Lehrling was like a chasm. The former might cause 100 damage, while the latter would only cause 10 damage.
He had almost settled everything at home. He had enough attendants and maids, a spacious house, a carriage to travel in, and 700 gold derahls. It would be enough for his parents to use for the rest of their lives, let alone five years.
He also told some of his acquaintances about the address of his new home. Viscount Melson, Viscount Cardoj, Wyr, and a few noble knights that he knew visited him a few times.
Among them, the most distinguished one was Melson's uncle, the jarl of 2nd Division, George.
George wasn't one of the nobles who visited him before. Others might not know, but he knew how precious this property was. If he remembered correctly, this was one of Angelina's properties in the royal capital.
It seemed that the relationship between the princess and this kid was better than he imagined. He didn't tell anyone about this and was prepared to keep it to himself.
The successive visits from the nobles really made Locke Senior and Tia feel flattered. Looking at the big shots that they didn't even dare to think about in the past sitting in front of them and chatting with them kindly, Locke Senior felt like he was dreaming.
After dinner one day, Locke Senior seemed to have made up his mind and said, "I plan to learn some noble etiquette."
"I support you!" Tia chimed in. Locke wasn't the only one who had to learn. She had to know something as well. She couldn't embarrass her son.
"Then leave it to me." Locke, who was sitting next to Lia, chewed on his steak and said that he was going to trouble Sir Mobson.
The departure date was getting closer and closer, but Locke's family was still living harmoniously every day as if nothing had happened. Only they knew how much pressure and pain they were enduring.
The king and his family were having their meal in the side hall of the Faustian palace.
The king was in a high position, followed by Consort Kent and her concubines. Kenzir sat on the right, closest to the king, while Angelina sat on the left, followed by the king's other children.
Dinner at the king's house was like a meeting. Everyone was focused on the food on their plates, and there was no noise at all.
The Faustian king swallowed the last piece of salad on his plate and put down his silver knife and fork. The attendant next to him promptly handed him a napkin.
As he wiped his mouth, the king finally spoke his first sentence. "How's the preparation?"
Everyone stopped what they were doing and listened quietly. Everyone knew that the king was asking about Angelina.
"It's been prepared for a long time!" Angelina wasn't as reserved as her siblings. She asked the maid to bring her a bowl of mouthwash. After rinsing her mouth, she sat up straight and answered.
"That's good." The king nodded. Angelina was his favourite daughter, and he had no choice but to send her to Aomar as a hostage. Fortunately, it would only be five years, and they would meet again soon.
"How about I get a group of elite cavalrymen from Lion to escort you?" Kenzir asked. He cared about his sister as much as the king did.
"No need!" Angelina refused. "It's not like we're going to war. A team of royal guards and two teams of shadow guards will be enough to escort us."
The king didn't say anything. He also felt that the escort force was enough. The journey to Aomar was long, and they would pass through several kingdoms along the way. If they sent a regular army like Lion to escort them, it would inevitably arouse the suspicion of other kingdoms.
Faustian had been in the limelight too much in recent years, so they needed to recuperate.
The father, daughter, and siblings talked about Angelina's upcoming departure warmly, while the other princesses and princes in the dining hall treated them like strangers.
Kent was one of them, and she looked very awkward at the moment.
"Do you want me to ask my brother to send a group of light cavalrymen to escort Angelina?" Kent finally interrupted and asked.
The conversation between the three of them came to an abrupt halt. The king's expression was calm and unreadable. Angelina tactfully refused. "Uncle Kent must be very busy. It's better for his light cavalry to stay in Ligia Union."
Currently, there seemed to be some friction between Ligia Union and Jose, and Margrave Kent, one of the major lords, was now in a terrible situation.
Kenzir snorted coldly and didn't even respond to Kent's suggestion.
A good dinner ended in this strange atmosphere.
Tomorrow was the day to leave. At night, Locke tidied up his clothes in his bedroom. There wasn't much to tidy up, so Suzanne had already prepared it for him.
Ever since he moved to this villa, he hadn't lived with his sister, Lia, as she had her own room.
Their son had been away for so many years, so Locke Senior and Tia were already done worrying about him. Now, the two of them stayed in Lia's room, especially Tia, who was nagging about packing Lia's luggage.
"Take good care of yourself when you're going so far away."
"Okay."
"Although you're the elder sister, listen to your brother when it comes to important matters. He's traveled extensively and has seen more than you do."
"Okay."
"Don't worry about the family. Your father and I are fine."
"Okay."
.....
One of them spoke while the other listened. As they talked, tears rolled down their cheeks.
Locke Senior couldn't stand the atmosphere of parting the most. After staying in his daughter's room for a while, he went out and sat at the door. He took out his pipe and smoked silently.
Locke came out and stood beside Locke Senior. He skillfully used a flint to light the pipe for Locke Senior.
Unlike Tia and Lia, who were sad when they parted, the father and son just sat together quietly, thinking about something.
"When you were young, I brought you to see the maple leaves at the entrance of the village." Locke Senior puffed out a ring of smoke.
"Okay."
The father and son fell into silence again. Locke had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say.
After accompanying his father to smoke a small bag of tobacco, Locke Senior suddenly grabbed his hand when he was about to leave to see his mother.
The old and thin Locke Senior's eyes widened at this moment and he said to Locke solemnly, "Treat your sister well!" After saying that, he got up and left.
Locke was left standing there alone, unable to calm down for a long time.
On the last day of August, the sky in Audis was a little gloomy, which was rare.
The other residents in the city thought that it was just an ordinary day with a light rain. On a hillside outside the city, a large group of envoys gathered here, about two hundred people.
Standing at the front of the convoy was, of course, His Majesty the Great Faustian King. At this moment, His Majesty was wearing casual clothes and a coat, tirelessly telling Angelina that she was about to leave.
Kenzir stood next to him. The prince was more mature than his father. He had already said what needed to be said and provided what needed to be provided. Kenzir could only wish his sister a safe journey.
Locke Senior and Tia were also in the middle of the convoy. The old couple's eyes were red, but they didn't say anything sad.
After noon, it started to drizzle. The envoys slowly moved forward with the sound of their relatives sending them off.
Locke rode on his horse, turned back and waved at his relatives who were getting smaller and smaller, and embarked on a new journey.
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