The more they object, the more it means I did the right thing

Border, Morning Star Territory.

It was still drizzling in the imperial capital, but Morning Star Territory was clear and bright. The setting sun slowly sank into the pale blue plain. The rosy glow passed over the wooden houses and towers of the outposts. After climbing over a few wooden railings, you could see the shadows of several castles on the hillside, swaying in the afterglow of the summer dusk with the warm evening breeze. If you continued walking along the avenue, you could see the Morning Star Manor guarded by the castle.

As the first generation of the Morning Star Family, Mr. Carlo Morningstar was always busy, just as he had told Ansu, and asked Ansu not to bother him with business.

This child was really disappointing. Since he was a child, he only knew how to indulge in learning. He had no self-control when learning. He only knew how to do business every day. He had no fine tradition of eating, drinking and gambling like a playboy. It was really difficult for Earl Carlo to trust him with such a large territory.

This kid is a useless Feiwu. If someone ruins his family, everyone will fail. Even the two idiots next door can do it, but Ansu can't do it. He can't even do such a simple thing, which means he is a waste.

Count Carlo is worried about Ansu, so he can only do the things of governing the territory himself.

For example, at this moment, with the assistance of the tribune, Count Carlo is busy dealing with important affairs of the Morning Star Territory.

"Your Majesty Carlo, the envoy of the Church is here." The tribune reported to Count Carlo respectfully, "He is waiting for you at the embassy now, and wants to discuss the matter of the Morning Star Family joining the Awad Church."

The Church has been trying to corrupt the revolutionary will of the three border families, pry open the border to the interior, and invade the imperial capital. This deal is simple, and the Morning Star Family does not need to do anything, but requires them to do nothing-when the Awad army passes through the border.

For a traditional noble with a long history and pure bloodline, the invitation of the Church is undoubtedly an insult and a contempt for the honor and dignity of the nobles.

Faced with this insult, as a new type of noble, Count Carlo, who has a sense of mission and responsibility, replied righteously,

"What is the benefit?"

"." The tribune was silent for a while and said, "The Church promised you 5,000 ounces of gold and 1,000 magic crystals."

"How much kickbacks did you take for this amount?" Count Carlo asked.

"No kickbacks this time." The tribune answered proudly.

"No one took kickbacks and it's just this little?"

Count Carlo was furious. He had never been so angry before and overturned the mahogany desk in front of him. He had never felt such a contemptuous insult. The Church actually thought that it could bribe him with a mere 5,000 ounces. This was simply a contempt for the entire Morning Star Family from beginning to end.

Over the years at the border, so many people have tried to bribe Count Carlo. The envoys of the Church are definitely the most stingy he has ever seen. Even the tribunes and his subordinates can't bear to take kickbacks.

If his subordinates don't take kickbacks and don't make money to support their families, why should he work hard for Count Carlo? Why should he be loyal to the Morning Star Family?

Who knows when he will betray me!

If they don't take my money, where does their money come from? Maybe they will exploit the people's money!

Count Carlo snorted coldly. If his subordinates don't take kickbacks, other nobles will know that they think he is talking about the Morning Star Family, which is so big that they don't even want to give kickbacks to others.

"It's all because of that unfilial son Ansu! The family is unfortunate," Count Carlo was very disappointed, "he had to go to study, which made everyone think that our family is not strong enough. Now, we have lost face abroad!"

"What about the envoys of the Church?" The tribune asked tentatively.

"Get him out." Count Carlo said coldly, "And next time, if you don't eat more than 10%, you and your men will get out of here."

"Okay." The tribune responded quickly, with cold sweat on his head. As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. The old saying is true. He was almost dismissed by the count for being honest on a whim.

"Anything else?" Count Carlo was a little tired, "If not, then leave."

"There is one more thing," the tribune replied, "It's a magic communication from the imperial capital. Your son wants to talk to you."

"Hmm?" Count Carlo raised his eyebrows slightly, "He still has the face to come to me?"

When it comes to Ansu, the little boy, Count Carlo's anger, which he had finally calmed down, rose again. He took the magic device handed over by the tribune and listened to what Ansu said first. If he didn't come to ask for money, he would have to peel off his skin.

As soon as the magic communication was connected, Ansu said with a playful smile:

——"Dad, the Church asked me to bring you a message!"

Count Carlo hung up the magic communication expressionlessly.

He couldn't help but start thinking, how could he have developed such a shameful little thing.

Ansu was bribed with just 5,000 ounces, and Count Carlo was disappointed.

This kind of child is the terrible consequence of the boy's poverty. He has never seen big money and has no knowledge in his life. Boys with this kind of personality will cheat a beautiful girl out of a little money.

Very scary.

Although Count Carlo resolutely hung up the communication, the magic communication rang again soon, and Ansu called again. Count Carlo sighed helplessly and answered the phone again.

"I'll give you a chance to say one sentence." Count Carlo said calmly, "If you can't arouse my interest in listening within one sentence, don't call me again in the future."

However, Count Carlo didn't think Ansu could say anything good. There was a big exam for the Holy See recently, so maybe this kid would do well in the exam.

If Ansu said that he got a zero in the exam, Count Carlo would still be able to laugh out loud.

How to arouse readers' interest in reading with one sentence? Ansu showed a thoughtful expression, his eyes flickered, and various ideas collided in his heart. Soon, he found the only solution,

"We have a new member in our family."

"Reward 10,000 ounces of gold." Count Carlo was instantly attracted to the interest of reading. He could not maintain his indifferent tone and paced back and forth in the study room. "Girl or boy, what's the name and when did it happen?" ,Whose?"

"Daughter." Ansu replied.

"Hello girl, hello girl." Count Carlo smiled and said, "What's your name?"

"Luo Xiaohei." Ansu replied with a smile, "I am her father."

Elf, who was immersed in advanced math in the attic study, suddenly sneezed. She raised her head in confusion, meowed softly, and looked around. The saint's intuition warned her that someone seemed to be insulting her.

They must be those immature Chaos Cultists. Elf meowed angrily and ignored them. She lowered her head and continued to read the book. She had already read most of Ansu's notes.

The name sounds strange.

"Is this her nickname?" Count Carlo raised his brows, "Could it be that she was born to that girl from the Glorious Holy See, the girl named Luojia?"

"The reason why your boy was admitted to the Glory Holy See, is the real purpose is to pick up girls?"

Count Carlo was so convinced by his child's ability that he even abducted a saint from the Glorious Holy See. This kind of great deed can only be accomplished by the dandies among the dandies.

He really didn't expect that his child was playing a big game of chess.

Thinking about it carefully, it has been almost a year since Ansu left the border and headed to the imperial capital, and the time is just right.

"." The corner of Ansu's mouth twitched slightly. He tried hard to make his tone sound more normal and tried to bring the topic back on track, "Luo Xiaohei was discovered by me and her in the wild of Guanghui Parish."

"It's about invention." Count Carlo corrected Ansu's mistake. He felt that his child was so brave that he actually invented a child in the wild. Young people nowadays are really trendy in their play. Some people like Ansu's mother when he was dating style.

Speechless, the middle-aged man just bowed his head. Ansu secretly said in his heart, "Are you willing to listen to what I'm going to say next?"

"Say whatever you want." Count Carlo was elated. In this state of mind, he could listen to anything.

He has already begun to enjoy his wonderful future as a grandfather.

On the other end of the communication, Ansu first looked at Elf's position and confirmed that the shielding alchemy circle was in effect. The Chaos Saint could not hear the conversation here. He then turned to Count Carlo and said softly,

"Is the envoy of the Theocracy in our territory now?"

"That's right." Count Carlo was curious about how Ansu knew. This kid was obviously far away in the imperial capital, but he still knew what was going on at home. "I'm going to drive him away."

He snorted coldly, "Only five thousand ounces of gold, who are you insulting?"

Anzu admired Count Carlo's high level of consciousness. He could understand the reason why the Theocracy only offered this amount. He must have thought that the real 'Anzu', 'Liszt' and 'Arthur' had been taken away by the Esoteric Cult. The border is already within their grasp.

The reason why we set a price is just for the sake of meaning.

"Please accept these gold coins for now."

Anzu said to Count Carlo, explaining the cause and effect of this matter to Count Carlo, "That's it, the Tantric Cult thought that the real Anzu had been taken away by the Tantric Cult. Now the demigods of the Tantric Cult ask me, To threaten you to open the border."

Count Carlo frowned, not expecting that the things involved behind this were more complicated than he imagined.

It also involves the demigods of Awadh.

Moreover, Ansu's situation and the situation in the imperial capital were more dangerous than he imagined.

Ansu, this kid, just went to the imperial capital to learn knowledge, but he was led astray by someone and went to the Tantric Cult with them to work as an undercover agent.

So dangerous.

Count Carlo, who must be a bad learner, thought about it for a while and came to the conclusion that if he was just eating, drinking, gambling, and being a good playboy, how could he encounter such a thing?

Must be handled with caution.

"In that case, how do I know that you are really 'Ansu'?"

As soon as Count Carlo's words changed, he was a shrewd man, and he immediately questioned Ansu, "Maybe you have been kidnapped now, and you deliberately pretended to be like this to talk to me."

The situation is complicated, and Count Carlo cannot make a judgment easily.

Ansu's face was full of black lines. He hadn't thought that this could lead to self-certification. From the beginning to the end, he was Ansu, in every aspect. He didn't enter this world as a soul, he just suddenly awakened. Just memories of past lives.

"Give you a chance to say a word." Count Carlo said calmly, "If you can't prove it in one sentence, I won't believe your other words."

How to prove yourself in one sentence? Ansu showed a thoughtful expression again, his eyes flickered again, and various thoughts collided in his heart. Soon, he found the only solution again,

"Luo Xiaohei is actually a cat that Luo Jia and I adopted together."

"Are you him?" Under the trembling gaze of the tribune, Count Carlo overturned the expensive mahogany desk again. The count was so angry that his veins popped out and his chest heaved violently. Almost out of breath, "I () your () ()."

Ansu's simple words and his plain tone caused earth-shattering damage.

Count Carlo felt that he needed oxygen. Not long ago, he was full of joy, thinking about the wonderful future of his grandfather, and was immersed in beautiful fantasies. However, Ansu fell from heaven with just one sentence from the little boy.

This familiar feeling of rising blood pressure, this familiar touch of cerebral hemorrhage, this familiar sense of disillusionment and confusion

Everything feels so familiar.

Count Carlo is now extremely convinced that the little boy opposite him is definitely his son. Such a familiar rebellious son, such a natural sense of birth, such a filial behavior, relying on his intuition after having been with Ansu for more than ten years. Judging from experience, the person facing him is definitely his own son.

The wild son is not so innocent, and the esoteric cultist will never be able to play someone born like this.

This natural feeling cannot be imitated by others!

"I'll just say I won't say anything." Ansu said helplessly, "You won't be happy if I tell you later, but you'll be anxious if I tell you."

"." Count Carlo's face was full of black lines, and he began to wonder again how he invented such a gadget.

"If you fart, keep farting." Count Carlo said angrily.

Now that it has been proven that he is the real Ansu, the next thing is easy to explain. Ansu showed a calm smile, "The indicator given by the secret sect envoy is to let me threaten you to open the border gate. "

"Otherwise, I will give the envoy 10,000 ounces in return." Count Carlo began to use the superb Morning Star method, domineeringly using money to open the way, "open the back door of the secret cult envoy."

"The Theocracy is coming in force this time." Ansu replied, "If this fails, they may forcefully attack the border."

"It's impossible to really let them in, right?" Count Carlo frowned. He didn't want to be the leader and sneered, "You should have other ideas."

Count Carlo knows the character of his child best. He even dared to lie to his own father just now. There is no loss in this world that he can suffer!

Ansu said calmly,

"I just have an idea."