When I asked my grandfather's question, I didn't hesitate and answered seriously.
"Yes grandpa"
He looked at me and seemed to analyze... and then sighed...
"Alright…do you have a location in mind?"
Of course I've already read the surrounding geography and responded by thinking of an area I should find herbs in and it should be relatively safe as long as I don't go too deep.
"I want to go to the Twain forest"
He looked at me and nodded for a few seconds, complementing.
"Alright, but don't get too close to the middle region as the beasts will become stronger and stronger."
I agreed with relief and seeing that my grandfather was in a good mood I made a bold request.
"Grandfather, I would like to travel without any guards"
The reason I asked for this is simple, with guards it becomes less inconvenient to reveal the palace whether to remove items or place them inside, of course I can use a space ring which despite being expensive as heirs of a noble family and war heroes we still have one, However, the ring has limited space after all.
Everyone at the table frowned and it was something I expected…
So I kept talking.
"You have already seen my skills, I am great at controlling my Qi and using techniques and sword, in addition I have good knowledge and mainly I have the protection of the palace, if it is dangerous I will hide there."
I spoke and at the same time pretended to be pitiful with teary, cute eyes... it's a useful trick in general... at least it seems to have worked a little on my brother, but my sister and grandfather seemed to be more resistant...
After minutes like this…my grandfather sighed and spoke.
"I will accept, partially, but you will go with Ming, he will accompany you to the city near the forest and will wait there and in case of danger you can use the talisman to communicate with him. "
When Grandpa said this I was quite surprised, honestly Uncle Ming recently entered the Golden Core and finally broke out of the basic foundation by refining his mortal body and passing through all 5 stages. It is important to note that in the Blue Greifen Kingdom Grandpa is secretly at the 7th stage out of 9 stages of the Golden Core and is one of the strongest cultivators in the Kingdom, even though to others his base is apparent at the 6th stage.
Therefore, sending someone at the 1st stage of the Golden Core is a really high level of protection.
But I decided to accept it, I feel that if I put too much pressure on it, it will be worse.
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"OK"
Everyone smiled happily except brother Pedro.
Which made me look at him curiously.
"Brother."
He looked at me and seemed to hesitate. It was interesting to see his face with so many expressions, but in a moment he seemed to have made up his mind and said,
"Little brother…can I come with you?"
He spoke and looked at me looking like a little bear pretending to be pitiful.
I touched his hair and seeing his excitement I didn't take long and denied it.
"No"
He looked shocked and became more pitiful.
"Brother, why? My cultivation base has reached the 1st stage foundation at the sub-middle stage and at the peak of it, and I have refined my skin well…even better than Sister Emma.."
The term skin can sometimes seem strange, but that's what the foundation is about, literally refining the body for cultivation and building a physical foundation to cultivate better. The first stage is refining the skin's base.
"I know brother, but I want to experience this trip alone, I promise to travel with you later"
Of course he wasn't convinced and I stayed comforting him for a while longer while my grandfather and sister ignored his behavior… and my pleading looks… honestly where is my brother who is said to be a cold guy and likes to fight….
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The other day after comforting my brother, I put on a cape and said goodbye to Grandpa and the brothers.
While next to me a man with a beard and who looked serious stood next to me with a spear which is our family's brand of weapon.
Behind there were two beasts that looked like horses but more muscular and with sharp teeth, and in a small discreet place the mark of Duke Alberian was hidden, a black spear with the elements of fire, water and earth. Our family with its high military contribution received the title of Duke due to its high contributions and due a favor to the former ancestor of the royal family who now lives in isolated cultivation.
I stood in front of my sister and hugged her.
"Sister, I will miss you..and.."
I frowned a little and spoke.
"Don't get so close to that fiancé of yours, the second prince… I heard strange rumors about one of his maids with one of the noble daughters"
She stopped for a moment and touched my head.
"Relax little brother.. this was just something that was between the grandfather and the ancestor. A promise that one of the descendants would marry a member of the royal family is not necessarily me from our family nor does the second prince need to be the target, perhaps you will marry one of the princes or princesses."
She smiled and spoke jokingly.
It may seem strange, but in a world of cultivation where people increase their life expectancy there are not many restrictions on relationships or sexual orientation, of course there is not much pressure on having romantic involvements, since the focus is on cultivating and becoming stronger.
However, as my sister spoke, I heard two screams from behind.
"No"
They were my grandfather and brother…of course I was waiting for them to speak so I didn't comment…I don't know why they are so protective…
My sister, who knew, rolled her eyes without me seeing and didn't comment...of course different from her younger brother who is a little dense sometimes...she knows why. Her younger brother, who is handsome, talented, kind and capable, could become an easy target and so the family was relatively happy to learn that he did not want to get involved with nobles.
She looked at her brother who didn't think much.
And he didn't say anything other than giving a hug...
I enjoyed my sister's hug and said goodbye to my grandfather and my brother, who was more clingy and resistant to me leaving. It took me a little longer, but soon we got on the horse and moved.
Out of the capital.
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