I turned and looked.

This guy has white hair and a very pale face. He feels a little kidney-deficient...

It's a guy I don't know...

"Uncle Rex, he is my brother, Rudeus!"

Nolen took my hand and introduced.

"Rudeus...ah, could it be...the captain's son, the [Thunder and Lightning] Rudeus?"

The guy named Rex yelled.

"Hey, hey, is it true or not?"

"It's real!"

"This is the first time I've seen him. He looks quite handsome..."

Hear this guy's voice.

The whole hall suddenly became noisy.

A large number of stout men and women gathered around.

They were all mercenaries under Paul's command.

You can even see blood stains that cannot be washed away on some people's armors.

Yeaahahah.

It seems like my reputation is pretty good.

Think so.

I introduced myself to everyone.

"This is our first meeting. Everyone, this is Rudius Grayrat, Paul's son. Please give me your advice."

"Oh...this guy is much more gentleman than Captain Paul..."

"He's almost like a noble."

The mercenaries around him laughed.

at this time.

A familiar and hearty voice came from outside.

"What's going on? What's going on? What are you all doing around here?"

"what……"

I followed the sound.

A man with brown hair and a deep facial profile walked in from outside.

Wearing a suit of capable and light armor, he walked into the door surrounded by people from behind.

Their eyes met for a moment.

"Ah... isn't this Rudy!?"

Paul shouted.

"Long time no see, Father."

"I haven't seen you in a few months and you've grown taller again, hahahaha..."

Paul laughed and came over and put his arm around my shoulders.

This guy is still as bold as ever.

But it's probably because I didn't take a shower.

I smell...

Or is it my imagination?

"Nolen, daddy, come and give me a hug too!"

"No - daddy stinks so much, go take a shower quickly!"

Nolen ran away with a look of disgust.

Did you actually say it?

"what……"

Paul showed an embarrassed expression, causing everyone around him to burst into laughter.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, you've really grown up."

Paul shrugged, then turned to look behind me, and found that there was no one else behind me, and couldn't help but look puzzled.

"Why, didn't Aisha come with you?"

"Well... regarding Ai Xia, that's actually what I'm here for."

"...Is something wrong?"

Paul frowned slightly.

I glanced at Nolen and lowered my voice:

"It's a bit complicated. It's better to talk somewhere where no one is around."

"……All right."

Paul's face became a little ugly.

……

……

Paul asked me to go to the room inside the mercenary group and wait.

It seems there is still work to be done.

This guy works hard too...

Now is the stage when the mercenary group is booming, so Paul is very busy.

I feel really bad that I came here to cause trouble during such a busy time.

But no matter what, Asia is Paul's daughter.

It still needs to be said...

But what to say?

Isn't it a bit too impactful to directly say "your daughter ran away"?

And we also have to consider Lilia’s feelings...

White lies and stuff like that.

what……

speak up.

It was my fault as an older brother that I didn't think highly of Ai Xia. Should I kneel down and apologize first...

I sat on the sofa and started thinking.

……

at this time.

"crunch-"

Paul opened the door and walked in.

He was wearing simple and clean casual clothes, and he no longer smelled.

My hair is still a little wet.

It felt like I had taken a shower.

"Yo, Rudy."

While saying hello with a smile, Paul walked to sit on the sofa opposite the table, and then put the things in his hands on the table.

It was a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Ah...Father..."

"I haven't drank for a long time. How about having a drink with dad?"

"It's okay...but it's daytime now. Wouldn't Mother blame her if she knew about it?"

"It doesn't matter. As long as you force me to drink, it'll be fine."

"...Is it really okay to use your son as a shield?"

"Just help dad with this little thing."

"Ok."

makes sense.

Next, it should be that...

Father and son whispered.

Let's have some drinks to lighten the mood.

Think so.

Paul and I each poured a glass of wine.

After each took a few sips, Paul suddenly spoke.

"Speaking of which...I rarely told you about my running away from home before."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

It's an important topic to talk about.

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