Wizard: I crush the legend with my martial arts

Chapter 75 Return to the Ant Nest

Simon has more work to do, and he also has to settle the blacksmiths who came with him and their families.

The residence is not troublesome. We had expelled the traitor's family members before, so the houses were vacant. You can move in after cleaning them up.

Alphonse felt that it was an understatement to only let Simon be the captain of the guard. This strong man was like a good old man and had a strong ability to handle government affairs. Everything he was told could be done in an orderly manner.

Maybe it would be a good idea to make him an auxiliary officer to handle various matters.

Baron Sweetwood has such a staff around him.

This can be considered later. Among the guards, Simon and Djerou are the most outstanding, and Alphonse still doesn't know which of his soldiers is more outstanding.

Let Simon take on the role of captain of the guard for the time being, and let him choose someone to report to him later.

The Guards won a battle, and the bonuses that should be paid out still had to be paid out, so this matter was left to Djerou.

Mia will withdraw as much money as he needs.

It was too late, and Alphonse had no intention of taking the holy snow crystal to find the ant queen.

It's not an urgent matter, and it's not too late to do it the next day.

As soon as he returned to the castle, Alphonse immediately found his mother, Lady Mary, waiting at the door, and Monica, dressed as a servant, followed obediently behind her.

Although Mrs. Mary heard from Mia that Alphonse had returned safely, she was left behind because she took the little magician who had rescued him to Dr. Hawke for treatment.

But without seeing her son in person, she still couldn't let go of her worries.

During the time when her son was away at war, she had been worried, fearing that something might happen to her son.

At this time, seeing Alphonse, the big stone in my heart finally fell to the ground.

If Alphonse hadn't been holding someone across his arms, she would have almost been able to rush up and hug him.

"Son, it's great that you are finally back safely!"

Alphonse could hear that his mother's voice was full of joy and excitement, and tears filled his eyes.

Although he was a little unaccustomed to such tenderness, he still smiled gently and said, "I told you that I would be fine. Our guards from the Cold Wind Leader are still very strong."

Mrs. Mary wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, nodded with a smile, calmed down a little, and looked at the little boy in Alphonse's arms, "Is this child the magician who was rescued by you?"

In her mind, magicians are very noble people with magical powers, but the little boy's immature face is not consistent with what she imagined.

Looking at the little boy's pale face, I couldn't help but feel a little pity.

"Yes." Alphonse replied in the affirmative.

"I have asked the maid to clean up the room. Let's take him there to rest first. This child is really pitiful. He suffered such a serious injury at a young age." Mrs. Mary said with sympathy.

"Okay." Alphonse responded, followed his mother to the guest room, put the little boy on the bed to lie on his stomach, took off his shoes, and settled him properly.

Monica then spoke, "Master, we have prepared hot water for you, you can go take a bath."

"Son, you must be very tired too. Go to bed early after taking a bath." Mrs. Mary agreed.

At first, she had a grudge against Monica. If Monica hadn't wanted to break off the engagement, her son wouldn't have had to have an honor duel with that Kay Berry.

But after getting along with her for a few days, I felt that Monica's temperament was not bad, and she was extremely docile. It seemed that she shouldn't be treated so harshly and let her be a maid.

But it’s hard to make one’s own decisions in this matter. My son has grown up and has his own ideas.

As a noble, finding a lover is not a big deal.

The son may have had that in mind when he asked Monica to be his personal maid.

It would be a good thing if he could give birth to a bloodline for the Tartarus family.

However, Mrs. Mary had other thoughts. She has heard from Mia that Alphonse received the inheritance of witchcraft from the magical bard Edson and has considerable strength.

Alphonse should be worthy of Mia now, right?

During this time, Alphonse also became very close to Mia.

She already regarded Mia as a daughter in her heart. It would be great if Mia could marry Alphonse.

I am a little worried that what happens between Monica and Alphonse will make Mia unhappy.

This kind of thing is hard to say to remind.

Alphonse didn't even know his mother would have such thoughts.

When I got to the bathroom, I took off my armor, soaked my whole body in the steaming warm water, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The habits of southerners still cannot be changed. If they don't take a shower every one or two days, they will feel uncomfortable all over.

It is difficult to understand why colleagues in the north can go several days without taking a shower.

Monica walked into the bathroom holding the changes of clothes, placed them on the wooden shelf, knelt down submissively aside, put her hands between her knees, and asked softly, "Master, do you need me to rub your back?"

"No need." Alphonse waved his hand.

It's not time to "eat" her yet, so as not to accidentally misfire.

Seeing Monica struggling to pick up the armor, she moved outward with difficulty.

Alphonse spoke again, "You don't have to worry about the armor. Go back to your room and practice hard. Don't slack off."

She had only practiced for a few days, and her talent was not outstanding. She only relied on the help of the divine incense to gather some true energy.

For an aristocratic lady who was originally just a powerless person, it was indeed a bit difficult for her to do this job.

"Yes!" Monica agreed obediently, put down her armor, and walked out.

Alphonse then began to think.

In this territorial war, the Cold Wind Territory has completely revealed its prowess. If we want to develop steadily in the future, we must not leave any disaster behind.

Count Mujik and his son must be dealt with, and eradicating the roots is the best way.

But, you have to find the right time.

Count Mujik's strength on the battlefield should not be underestimated.

Make a small fist.

In a few days, after the last yin vein has been penetrated, and the second level of Xiantian Wuxiang Divine Skill has been completed, the third level of heart technique will be started. The yin and yang channels will go hand in hand, and the Xiantian Wuxiang Finger Sword will be able to be used. Should be more confident.

Early the next morning.

Alphonse called a few soldiers and commandeered several carts in the territory to transport all the holy snow crystals up the mountain.

No way, the carriage can't get on.

The jungle is so dense that only a push cart can pass through it.

This was the road that was opened by cutting down some trees several times before to carry gold-eating ant droppings and iron ore.

Once outside the ant nest, there is no need for soldiers to follow, and there is no way for the cart to enter the ant nest.

Alphonse summoned a group of shadow soldiers, held the holy snow crystals and walked into the cave.

(End of this chapter)