Crocodile's Ark of Tomorrow

Therefore, they are here to see, what kind of ability does that Adacles man have, to let their daughter of the Linguang family take him in after only a few days of acquaintance!

But they didn't expect that when they heard the doorbell ring, the first person who ran to open the door was not Margaret, but Maria who was sitting on the other side.

"Brother Galde is here!"

Maria ran with her long legs like the wind.

Old Linguang Cyril was taken aback for a moment.

"Maria also knew that young man?"

"Yes."

Only then did Margaret realize that she forgot to mention it.

"Garde gave Maria an origin stone spell crystal, and Maria liked it very much."

"Is he still a Master of Originium Arts?"

There was a hint of surprise in the eyes of old Linguang Cyril, because he had heard from Margaret before that Gard was only this year, and such a young master of Originium Art has a bright future.

"Hmph, it's just an origin stone spell crystallization."

Manna raised her head from the newspaper and hummed softly, as if no one knew how to speak.

However, even if he could squeeze his Originium skills into an Originium stone, he would not dare to throw it to Maria to play casually. His Originium skills are not gentle spells.

"How old are you, and you are still compared to a young man? When you were you, what else could you do besides fighting?" Lao Linguang said bluntly.

Manna would like to say something, don't you know how to fight?

But after thinking about it, Manna felt that it was better not to irritate his old father.

The old man is too old to withstand stimulation.

At this time, Maria had already run to the gate of the courtyard and opened the door for Gard.

"Brother Garde, long time no see!"

"Long time no see, didn't we meet yesterday?"

Maria's little head was lightly cracked, and Gard knew that she had something to do with him when he saw the little girl's flattering appearance.

"Tell me, what's the problem?"

The little girl looked around, waved at Garde, waited for Garde to lower his head, and then whispered in Garde's ear: "Brother Garde, I accidentally took Uncle Manner's favorite A radio was dismantled, and if he finds out that I did it, he will definitely confiscate my universal tool box, so can you keep it for me first?"

Maria took out the ascension power crystal that Gard had given her before, handed it to Gard, and looked at him expectantly.

Uh.

Gard felt that Maria should obediently raise her ass and get spanked.

But looking at the expectant eyes of the little girl, Gard still stretched out his hand without refusing.

"I'll only help you this time."

"Uh-huh."

Maria nodded like a pounding garlic, stuffed the crystal of the power of ascension into Gard's hand, and then ran towards the house.

"Sister, Brother Galde is here!"

Noticing that Manna looked up at her, Maria wasn't blushing or out of breath, as if nothing had happened.

I don't know when Maria and Gard became so close, Margaret took Maria's place and walked forward: "Gald, welcome to our Linguang home."

"I am very honored."

Although Gard doesn't care much about Margaret's family background, it has to be said that even though it has fallen, the Linguang family is still of great significance to Casimir.

At least one day when old Linguang Cyril was around, no one dared to really touch the Linguang family, only dared to make some small moves behind.

In the house of Linguang's family, Gard finally saw the living legend of Casimir, the golden Pegasus called a legend by the Casimir people.

pity.

Gard felt a little regretful.

If Lao Linguang could be 30 or [-] years younger, he might not be able to resist asking him for advice.

Because he saw Lao Linguang's character attribute panel, in the column of combat skills, it was already beyond the limit of perfection.

Although the body has decayed, the skills have reached perfection.

It was the first time he had seen a Terran whose skills reached this level.

No, maybe it's not impossible.

Gard suddenly thought that if he could pull Old Linguang into the Empire of Consciousness and help Old Linguang recover his physique in his heyday.

Perfect fighting skills and perfect body.

Can he fight himself without the power of ascension?

Gard suddenly wanted to try it out.

.......

Volume 29 Visiting Their Family: Chapter [-] Gard's Guidance

Pegasus is not a long-lived race.

Life at seventy is rare since ancient times, and so is Tianma.

Even though the golden blood flowed in the body of the Linguang family, years of military service on the frontier drained the vitality of Cyril's body and made him suffer from illnesses.

He dedicated his whole life to Casimir, but in the end, Casimir couldn't accommodate a Linguang family.

He allowed merchants to have legal political status in Casimir, and Casimir's economy began to revive, but after the merchants took control of Casimir's economic lifeline, the corruption was still deeply rooted in Casimir.

He longed to move a mountain, but brought another mountain.

Did he do it wrong?

Cyril couldn't answer himself, because he was too old to help his children. He could only watch his eldest son and daughter-in-law embark on a road that he didn't know when he would be able to return, and looked at his little one. The son lamented Casimir's depravity, but could not find a way forward.

He just looked at it like this, watching a new shoot thrive in such an environment, began to make his own choices, and began to try to walk out of his own path.

Either obedience or disobedience.

He saw that his good granddaughter, Margaret Linguang, had grown up.

She is taller than her mother.

In a one-on-one knight duel, she had already defeated a Pegasus with a silver spear.

She started making friends and wanted to bring them home.

How can a knight not make friends?How many truly lone knights does Casimir have?Time has never been necessary to validate a friendship.

Cyril Linguang met his granddaughter's friend.

I have to admit that Margaret has a stern eye, just like her grandma. The young Adacles has a burly figure, an outstanding appearance, and his muscles are as sharp as a marble sculpture.

Years of fighting intuition told Cyril that the Adacles in front of him is definitely a seasoned warrior. He was a little curious. According to Margaret, Gard is not yet 19 years old this year. Even according to their Cassie Counting from Mir's adulthood, how did Gard accumulate such fighting qualities?

"You are Gard, I heard Margaret mention you."

A kind smile appeared on Cyril's face. He noticed that Manna next to him still had a stinky face, so he couldn't help stomping on the ground with his cane.

Sensing his father's dissatisfaction with him, Manna reluctantly announced his name.

"Mana."

"My name is Gard. Nice to meet you two."

Cyril didn't know if it was his own illusion. He felt that the young man in front of him was looking at him with something wrong.

Ordinary Casimir people, even if they want to harm the Linguang family behind their backs, they still have to respectfully call him "Your Excellency Cyril" in front of him.

But the Adacles in front of him were completely different.

He didn't have that much respect for himself, just respect, as if he looked at an ordinary old man at home.

After all, Gard is not from Casimir. His title can scare the Casimir, but not the people from Colombia or Sargon.

This is normal.

But, how does he feel, the Adacles in front of him.

Feeling eager to try?

What does he want to do?

However, without waiting for Cyril to observe further, Gard looked away.

Although Gard is eager to make continuous progress and become stronger, that desire is not yet strong enough to challenge an old man just after entering someone's house.

If he explained his thoughts in front of a group of people, not only Uncle Margaret, who had a cold face next to him, would react.

Margaret must be very angry too.

Knowledge is priceless.

At Gard's level, he has few other ways to improve other than relying on continuous combat to accumulate experience and upgrade.

It is a way to improve one's control over the power of ascension by learning origin stone skills.

By learning fighting techniques is also one.

It's a pity that there is no one on this land who can teach him how to fight.

It has become less and less.

He is not in a hurry to ask for advice now. Although Lao Linguang is old, he will not die so soon.

He had to show something, so that he could seek advice from Old Linguang.

After a short chat, most of the time it was Gard who was telling what he had seen and heard in Sargon and Colombia, and the Linguang family was listening.

Even though I grew up listening to all kinds of knight stories when I was young, but listening to foreign tourists like Gard tell their own experiences, the two sisters, Margaret and Maria, still suffered from the same experience.

When it comes to the climax, Maria will exclaim; when it comes to the low part, Maria will pouted a small mouth, looking forward to a better ending at the end of the story.

Compared to Maria, Margaret was much calmer.