Kyrie Irwin nodded without saying anything, but when she looked at Roya, she raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Is this your daughter? Didn't the letter say that two boys were learning swordsmanship from me?"
Luo Ya was speechless, recalling his first meeting with Luo Qixi, which seemed to be exactly what Luo Qixi had said.
Reluctantly, Roya bowed and said in a standard manner, "Hello, I am Paul's eldest son, Roya Greirat. You may call me Roya."
Ludius bowed and said, "I am Paul's second son, Ludius Grerat, you may call me Ludius."
Gilead nodded and said, "As Paul's children, you are quite polite. Just call me Gilead. Now, get in the car."
After saying that, he strode forward and got into the carriage.
The coachman was a middle-aged man with tanned skin, who was slowly smoking a pipe.
Senis waved goodbye to the two with tears in her eyes. The carriage slowly drove away into the distance, while Rudius stared at his own front gate with tears in his eyes.
He fertilizes that little tree with yellow flowers every day.
The hole in the door frame was created when he used a water ball spell to smash it open.
The thought of leaving the lovely Silphie, and the thought of not being able to see her cute little face or touch her soft little hands for a while, made Rudius sigh deeply.
Roya curled his lip in disdain and glanced at Ludius, who was sighing with regret.
That's just how this guy is; the NEET traits are hard to change, and he always subconsciously tries to escape when faced with difficult problems.
The group boarded the carriage.
At this moment, Gilead took out a letter and said, "This is from Senis. She said it was from Paul. I can't read, so could you read it to me?"
Ludius asked curiously, "So how did you read the letter before? You mentioned before that you learned about our situation from Paul's letter."
Kyrie Irvine said casually, "Of course I had someone else read it for me." She then handed the envelope to Rudyus, who was closest to her.
Rudius nodded knowingly, took the envelope, opened the letter, and read aloud: "Dear Rudius and Roja, since you are reading this letter, I'm afraid I'm no longer in this world."
"What?" Kyrie Irvine exclaimed and stood up.
Roya glanced at the 1.8-meter-tall orc warrior and, to be honest, hadn't expected the carriage roof to be so high...
"Please sit down, Girenau. There are more to come." Rudius gestured for Girenau to sit down.
"Hmm, I see." Kyrie Irvine sat down.
Luo Ya's lips twitched. The scene was too bizarre, and he didn't know what to say.
Rudius continued reading: "--That last sentence was a joke. I've just been wanting to write it down. I think you all must be confused about what happened. You can ask that muscle doll in front of you... Although I'd like to say that, that guy's brain is made of muscles, so he probably can't explain it in detail."
"What!" Kyrie Irvine roared as he stood up.
Roya curiously leaned over to look at the contents of the envelope, then said to the orc warrior, "Sit down, Kyrie Irvine, the next paragraph is praising you."
"Hmm, I see." After saying that, Gilead sat down obediently.
Luo Ya clicked his tongue in amazement, finding this person exceptionally interesting.
Rudius glanced at the blond, expressionless man standing next to him; judging from his micro-expressions, he knew this guy was thinking of something bad.
Rudius continued reading the letter in his hand: "That woman is the Sword Queen. If you want to learn swordsmanship, you shouldn't find anyone more suitable than her unless you go to the holy land of swordsmen. Father can guarantee her strength, because I have never beaten her... except in bed."
Roya curled his lip, lamenting Paul's lack of memory. Ludius's face twitched, and he roared inwardly, "Stop writing unnecessary things, you idiot Paul!"
However, Gilead didn't seem that unhappy.
This relieved Rudius slightly, since the woman in front of him looked quite formidable.
"So, regarding Ludius's job, he will be going to the largest city in the Fituia territory to serve as a tutor for a certain young lady. She wants you to teach her arithmetic, reading and writing, and some simple magic. She is an extremely willful and rude young lady, to the point that you have to beg her not to go to school. So far, several tutors have been driven away by her instead... However, I believe you should be able to figure out a way to deal with it."
"What kind of solution could they come up with? They just pushed everything onto me to solve..." Rudius muttered a few complaints, feeling a little strange, without mentioning Roya's name.
After glancing at the following text, Rudius continued reading: "As for Roya, with his strength, he should be able to learn the sword techniques that Kyrie Irvine knows very soon. Let Roya go to the Holy Land of Swords after he can defeat her. With such strength, even if you go there, your master will take good care of you."
Kyrie Illusion looked at Roya with considerable surprise.
Upon closer inspection, her long, smooth, golden hair was tied behind her back, and sunlight shone through the curtains onto Roya's youthful and handsome face.
His crimson-gold pupils always gave off a faint sense of majesty, and his dazzling long hair added to the boy's charm.
"Interesting. Paul said you'll soon learn all my sword techniques," Kyrie Irvine said casually.
She had no complaints, but was surprised that Paul would praise his son so highly.
Rudius continued reading the letter in his hand: "For the next five years, you must live with the young lady and teach her. Five years. During this period, you are forbidden from returning home and from writing letters. Because as long as you are there, Sylphie cannot be independent. And not only Sylphie, I feel that you are also showing a tendency to be overly dependent on her, so I have decided to force you to separate. However, with your older brother there, even if something bad happens, you can try to ask him for help. As for whether Roya agrees or not, that is his business."
Rudius exclaimed, "Five years!!"
The premature interruption of his development plan left Rudius somewhat disheartened and discouraged.
Roya glanced at Rudius and said irritably, "What's with that expression? We're supposed to be learning swordsmanship from Kyrie Irvine. You should tone down your personality a bit. You're always thinking about such inappropriate things."
Rudius sighed, forced to accept the bleak reality, but then, as if he had thought of something, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Roya with expectant eyes. He slowly said, "Big brother, you've been the best to me, you'll help me, right?"
I'll review my work next time and correct the typos.
I apologize to all my readers.