son-in-law of blood

Chapter 152 Greetings from "father-in-law"

"Will this be my office from now on?" Early the next morning, Neil pointed to the office where he worked last night and asked Hepburn.

"Well, you can work here in the future. I will call a plenary meeting in a while and let you get to know your colleagues in the Lord's Mansion."

Neil nodded with serious eyes, and after talking for a while, he quickly entered the working state.

At this time, Hillen had arrived at an unused wasteland in the northwest of Tiris Territory.

He has sent people to repair this place, and now it has become Hellen's training ground.

Before he got close, Hieren had already heard roars coming from inside.

"Yes, it seems that this Angus really lives up to his reputation. He has already trained those barbarians to look good in just a few days."

Hearing the neat and orderly chant in his ear, Helen couldn't help nodding and smiling slightly.

Striding into the training ground, Helen saw Angus directing several barbarians to carry things with a determined face:
"Number three! You move forward, yes, remember to pay attention to your surroundings when you run forward in the future!"

"No. [-]! Hold tight with both hands, the siege cone in your hand is an important strategic weapon, and it will depend on you to attack the city and pull out the stronghold in the future!"

"No. [-]! Why did you break a sword again? How about it, don't use a sword in the future, use a hammer instead, and I will apply to the blacksmith for a custom-made sledgehammer in a few days!"

Angus looked helplessly at the strong and strong barbarian who was half his size.

Noticing that the surroundings had suddenly become quiet, Angus looked up, only to find that Helen had already stood behind him at some point, and was looking at the barbarian in front of him with great interest.

Angus said respectfully: "I have seen the lord!"

Then his eyes narrowed slightly, and a majestic aura instantly rose from his body, like a general fighting on the battlefield, he turned his head and shouted loudly at the people who were training:
"Everyone is there, assemble, stand at attention!"

"boom!"

All the barbarians who were training assembled in an instant and stood together in order following Angus' instructions.

Hellen turned his head to look at the eight thousand barbarians who had assembled, waved his hands, and shouted loudly:
"Hello, comrades!"

"Hello Lord Lord!"

"Comrades have worked hard!"

"Serve the Empire!"

"Very good! Logistics, give each of them half of their meal at noon today!"

Shiron looked at the barbarian hordes in full military order with satisfaction.

I have to say that I really picked up a treasure, and this Angus really surprised me.

In just a few days, the barbarian tribe, which was chaotic and disorderly not long ago, has been trained into an orderly army.

Hellen waved his hand at Angus:
"It's okay, you can continue training, I just came over to take a look!"

After finishing speaking, Hellen touched his chin and continued to stare at the black bear-like barbarian in front of him:
"What's your name?"

"Return to the master, the little one has no name, this Lord Angus calls me number ten!"

The black and strong man like an iron pillar scratched his head, speaking the unproficient human language.

Angus explained from the side: "Most of these barbarians only have a nickname, and it is very difficult to remember, and some even don't have a name. So for the convenience of the command, I named them according to the number."

Hellen nodded to indicate that he understood, then pointed to "Number Ten" and asked:
"I just heard you say that Number Ten seems to have broken a lot of swords. Why?"

"Number Ten" saw Helen pointing at him and told him that he had broken a lot of swords. He thought that the lord was going to punish him, so he quickly showed a look of fear:

"I'm sorry master, I, I..."

Helen smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I don't mean to blame you, it's just a few broken swords, I can still afford to lose them." Then he turned his gaze to Angus, waiting for his explanation.

Angus smiled wryly and said, "This 'Number Ten' is really too strong. No matter what weapon you use, it will be broken by him after a while. To tell you the truth, Lord Lord, I am ready to customize a weapon for him. "

After hearing what Angus said, Heron was obviously more interested. He tapped his chin with his fingers and asked:
"Is that number ten? Is there anyone else in your family?"

No. [-] scratched his head with a simple and honest face: "Master, we have no father or mother since we were young, and no girl has taken a fancy to us. We have always been alone."

Helen nodded thoughtfully: "Well, Angus, you can continue training. The number ten will be handed over to me first, and I will be responsible for his weapons and equipment."

Even among the barbarians, the body of number ten is very different, which made Xillen doubt the true race of number ten.

Angus accepted the order with a nod, and went on to train the rest of the barbarians.

Helen took No. [-], and didn't rush to several blacksmith shops in the town first, but took him straight to the government affairs building.

Seeing the lord suddenly bring such a majestic and tall barbarian, many officials in the government affairs building couldn't help discussing.

"Moore, take him to the cafeteria to eat first, and give him as much as he can eat!" Hellen said to a guard at the gate of the Lord's Mansion, pointing to No. [-] behind him.

When No. [-] heard the words, a bright smile like a chrysanthemum suddenly appeared on his face, he thanked repeatedly, and then happily followed the guard named Moore towards the cafeteria.

Hellen smiled lightly, shook his head, and strode into the lord's mansion.

As usual, Hellen went to the administrative officer's office first, and opened the door to find a white-haired beauty concentrating on reviewing documents at the desk. Only then did he realize that Hepburn was no longer an administrative officer.

The white-haired woman raised her head when she heard the commotion, and said respectfully after seeing the person coming:
"Lord Lord!"

Helen nodded: "Go ahead, let me take a look around, oh, where is Madam? Did she come here just now?"

Neil nodded: "It was still there not long ago, but it was reported just now that it seemed that someone from Kenshen City had come to visit, and Madam went out to greet her. She should be in the reception room now."

Hillen frowned, people from Kenshen City?Could it be a blood clan again?

Thinking of this, Helen nodded slightly towards Neil, and then hurried to the reception room.

"Who's here?"

Hillen asked a guard outside the reception room.

"Go back to my lord, it seems to be a priest."

Helen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, as long as he was a pastor.

Pushing open the door, the guest in front of him was no stranger to him, it was Elder Edgeworth of the [Educated Guild].

Hearing the movement, the two people who were talking turned their heads at the same time.

"Elder Edgeworth, long time no see!" Helen smiled and greeted him.

"Haha, long time no see, Your Excellency Hellen, I didn't expect that you are now a field baron, a fourth-level hell poet, and you are really a young man with a bright future!

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Edgeworth officially stated his intention for coming:
"It just so happens that Xillen is here, and His Highness is here too, so the old man just said it straight!"

Hearing this, Heron couldn't help but exchanged glances with Hepburn. It seems that Elder Edgeworth went to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing today.

"Elder, please clarify."

Elder Edgeworth paused, and said solemnly:

"I'm here today, I was entrusted by old Youles, and I came here to give you two a message!"

Edgeworth speaks amazingly!
Old Urs!

Hearon understood, and so did Hepburn.

This is exactly what Elder Edgeworth called Hepburn's father, Lord of Blood, Conraly de Augustin Ules!

(End of this chapter)