Fairy Tail’s Passive Invincibility

When Pasfeld opened the door, dozens of figures in the villa immediately turned their attention. When they saw Pasfeld's face, everyone's expressions were stunned for a while, but their emotions soon changed. different.

The hall of the villa is very wide, and because of this, it can accommodate so many people without appearing crowded...

"Homeowner!"

"master!"

"Master Passfield!"

Everyone stepped forward to say hello to Pasfil, no matter what the people in the villa thought, but Pasfil has indeed been confirmed as the family heir. Even though there are a few people who are unwilling, the vast majority Get ready to be a "licking dog".

Ur glanced at the villa a little.

Then he suddenly found that there were not as many members of the Daoli family in the villa as he had imagined, because in this party that was full of aristocratic temperament at first glance, nearly half of the people were not wearing formal dresses, but magic robes.

Obviously, as expected by Pasfiel, there are not many people who want to "take advantage of the fire" and plan the shares of the "magic wine" industry in Pasfiel's hands.

Pasiel's expression was indifferent, as if he had just changed to the appearance he had just met with Ur... No, maybe I wasn't ready to say that, but to be precise, it was probably not as good as that time.

At least when Passiel and Ur first met and wanted to use Ur, although more than 90% of them were for profit, at least a few percent of the affection was left.

However, now, in the face of these so-called "brothers and sisters", Passiel doesn't even bother to show a formal smile, and he has no emotion at all.

"Pasfield, come with me!"

Just as Pasfil had just finished dealing with his "brothers and sisters", suddenly, a middle-aged blond man who was somewhat similar to Pasfil walked up to the stairs in the center of the villa and opened his mouth to Pasfil. road.

Pasfer looked up at the blond middle-aged man on the stairs, his face was still indifferent, he didn't respond, he just nodded towards Ur and said, "I want to go up, Jengerson, you take Ur Take a rest."

"Okay, young master!"

Jengerson bowed slightly to show his understanding.

Seeing this, Pasiel nodded towards Ur again, and then walked towards the second floor. As the two walked into a room on the second floor, the people in the hall soon recovered after a brief silence. became what it was at the beginning.

Like the one Ur just came in, it was full of laughter and laughter, but there was no emotion at all.

"Please come with me, Your Excellency Ur!"

Jengerson placed his right hand on his chest and bent slightly, as if he had become accustomed to the mechanical scene in front of him.

"Um!"

Ur nodded lightly and followed Jengersen into the villa.

When Ur walked in, dozens of pairs of eyes suddenly came over at the same time, and they took a closer look at Ur's body.

Ur didn't care.

When he was just outside the door, Ur had already roughly figured out the situation inside.

There are not a lot of magicians here, and their strength is almost not far away. Almost every one of them has a level of magic power that is not lower than that of an "S-level magician", and even the strongest among them has magic power almost equal to A level higher than that of Andrew and Gloria.

Not only that.

Among these wizards, Ur even sensed the breath of the "Dragon Slayer", which was the power of the fifth-generation dragon slayer "Dragon Eater". At that time, Ur had also seen it.

Obviously, these sorcerers were specially invited by the "brothers and sisters" of Pasfiel to help deal with the blood dragon. Of course, if Pasfiel is willing to give them some shares in the "magic wine" industry, then These sorcerers will obviously work harder.

"Your Excellency Ur, you can rest here for a while, and tomorrow morning, we will go to crusade the dragon."

Jangerson obviously understood Ur's temper, and found a quiet room on the first floor for Ur to rest.

"It's work!"

Just after Ur was given a break by Jengersen.

Villa on the second floor.

After Passiel and the blond middle-aged man entered the room, they sat opposite each other and were silent for nearly three minutes, neither of them said a word first.

"If nothing else, I'll go to rest first!"

Finally, Passefe was the first to speak to break the silence.

"Is that...is that the helper you found?" The middle-aged blond man said slowly when he saw that Pasfil really got up and wanted to leave.

"Any questions?"

Hearing Pasiel's indifferent tone, the middle-aged blond man was silent for a while, and said, "The strength of a giant dragon that has survived from ancient times is no trivial matter, far from being able to be dealt with by one or two people, even "Alonso" After I went in, I never came out again..."

"Heh! So you mean that you want me to throw away some of the shares in the "Magic Wine" industry?" Pasiel looked at the middle-aged blond man in front of him, and a sneer slowly emerged from the corner of his mouth.

"Anyway, they are your relatives after all, and asking them to help is not necessarily a bad thing." The middle-aged blond man said slowly with his expression unchanged.

"My dear? Don't you think it's ridiculous to tell me this at this time? When you were fighting for the family's property, you married the mistress and drove my mother out of the house, causing him to die in an accident on the road. Why didn't you think about it? Ever heard the word "family"? When I was abused and bullied by that vicious woman when I was young, you knew it but ignored it. At that time, did you ever think about the word family?"

Pasfil's eyes were slightly red, and he said with a bit of heartbreak.

The middle-aged blond man heard the words, frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Aurora is your stepmother after all? And no matter what I say, I am your father after all. Are you just talking to me like this?"

Pasfil looked at the middle-aged blond man in front of him, his eyes full of irony, and said, "I'm sorry, now I'm the head of the Daoli family, I can say whatever I want."

"What? It's ironic, doesn't it feel like I've been fighting for what I have all my life, but in the end I got it by the son I didn't want the most."

"I am the only one in the whole family who can help you solve the "Blood Dragon" problem. Are you not afraid of losing my help when you talk to me like this?" It seemed that he had hit the sore spot of the middle-aged blond man. His eyes darkened slightly, he said.

"Sorry, I really don't need it!"

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