League of Legends Millennium Warlord

Under the explanation of Misha and Hina, the misunderstanding between the two men was finally solved, and the great lord also avoided the tragic ending of being cut into tetanus by his furious old father with a rusty sword.

Although there is still some grudge in his heart, but knowing that his daughter is actively pestering the other party, Zilam still feels a little sour in his heart.

Can't blame anyone.

My daughter is only six years old, and she already knows that she likes men.

The precocious one is exactly the same as his own wife, and he also deceived the eight-year-old Mihira early on...

As soon as he remembered the face that often appeared in dreams, Chilam tore it apart and suppressed his thoughts instantly.

Family-style dinners are finally on track.

Lester was in the main seat, Chiram was in the guest seat, and two little girls sat on both sides.

A mage with a black rose appeared, using magic to heat up the slightly cold dishes, and a strong fragrance lingered in the room.

"Sorry, Lord Leicester, I was too impulsive just now."

After hesitating for a while, Chilam still expressed his apology to Lester.

After all, if the other party didn't intend to take advantage of his daughter, it would be considered kind to mediate her daughter's dispute. I also need to express it, because the two girls are really difficult to quarrel, and I have experienced it before.

Lester shook his head, but his face was full of guilt.

"I should apologize, Mr. Zilam, you trusted me, but I let you see a bad scene, this is my mistake,

You are willing to forgive me for being rude and give me a chance to explain, I am very grateful. "

Standing up, walking around the long table, he personally filled the small silver cup for Zilam with the red wine that Rose had collected for many years. Lester expressed his apology with his actions.

"Mr. Chiram, you are a great father, and you are a role model for me to learn from. Please allow me to toast you with a glass of wine, Mr. Zilam!"

Flattered to accept the silver wine cup held by Lester with both hands, watching Lester drink it up, the grudge in Zilam's heart completely disappeared, and he became a little closer to the young lord who was only in his 20s. The already handsome face looks even more eye-catching at this moment, the more I look at it, the more I like it.

How could such a polite, courageous, and capable young lord want to take advantage of two six-year-old girls in such a wretched way? Obviously, as long as they are raised normally, they can take their time, so why are they so anxious?

It seems that I misunderstood myself.

"Haha, Lord Lord, what you said is too much. I'm just an ordinary father who is worried about his daughter."

Standing up as well, Zilam drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and his face became three points more drunk.

"Sit down, I am a junior, you are an elder, please don't be too restrained, please treat this as your home."

Helping Zilam to sit down, leaving behind the silver bottle of red wine, Leicester returned to the main seat and clapped his hands.

Four middle-aged female waitresses who had already prepared came down from upstairs, separated behind the four, and began to serve the four.

The waitress refilled Zilam's wine.

In Chiram's view, he and the lord don't need to be waited on, it's just to take care of his two shorter daughters.

Thinking of Leicester's thoughtful consideration, Zilam felt like a spring breeze, and then turned to look at his two daughters with happy smiles, and had more thoughts in his heart that he had resisted before.

"Perhaps this Leicester is still reliable, and it is not impossible to entrust my daughter to him, but we need to observe again..."

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere became lively. At some point, Lester moved a chair and sat next to Chilam, with his arms around Chilam's shoulders.

Two yelling little girls commanded the middle-aged waitress behind them to compete for delicious food, as if they were engaged in a war, while the two men collided with wine glasses, discussing the development of the emerald collar warmly and enthusiastically matters.

While the two little girls were fighting for food, seeing their father and Leicester getting along in harmony, they couldn't help but frown, and felt a lot more at ease, but after looking at each other with their sisters, the smell of gunpowder became stronger again .

"My lord..."

"Mr. Zilam, the lord is too out of touch, just call me Lester."

Hooking Zilam's shoulder, Lester's cheeks were slightly drunk, and he filled Zilam with wine.

"Haha, then I'll call you Lester."

"That's right, Mr. Zilam."

After drinking it in one sip, Zilam's head was already a little groggy, but his consciousness was still clear, and it didn't affect his thinking.

Taking advantage of his drunkenness, he still asked the question that he had been trying to figure out.

"Lester, a lot of people have asked me what happened in the mine in the Silver Mountain Range recently, but I didn't tell them anything, so I kept my mouth very strict."

Hearing Chilam's implication, Lester lowered his voice a bit.

"You are not an outsider, so I will tell you directly. The reason why I blocked the news is because there is something evil under the Shimmering Silver Mountains. If it spreads out, I am afraid that it will cause panic to others."

"Evil? Are there ghosts?"

Subconsciously, he thought of the terrible demons and ghosts, and Zilam's alcoholism also dissipated a lot.

"It's a mouse."

Heaving a sigh of relief, Chiram felt relieved.

"What, what's so scary about mice...haha..."

"Rats with red skin are cruel and bloodthirsty, and like to eat people. The tallest mouse is as big as Misha, and can also use swords and bows. Although the number is unknown, there are definitely hundreds of them."

Glancing at the eldest daughter, who was already more than one meter tall, she turned into a big mouse according to the proportion. With the words bloodthirsty and evil, a strange picture was drawn in his mind, and Zilam's smile gradually froze.

"Then...then what shall we do?"

"Don't be afraid, I can handle it."

Putting a piece of braised wild boar into his mouth, Lester spoke calmly as he stared at the somewhat uneasy Zilam.

"The soldiers of the Emerald Collar are good enough. We have good equipment, rich combat experience, and black rose mages. Those mice can only hide in the cave and dare not come out, but I will lead the soldiers to kill them."

"That's good, I believe Lester you can do it."

Patting the man on the shoulder, Zilam encouraged Lester in his own way, and Lester smiled slightly.

Expressing intimacy with yourself is a good thing.

"Actually, I called you here this time. Apart from meeting and having a meal, I actually need to ask for your opinion on something."

Following Lester's gaze and looking at the two daughters with bulging bellies, Zilam was a little worried and whispered.

"Is it about Misha and Hina?"

Nodding, Lester said.

"Yes, two days later, I will go to the Immortal Fortress in the east of the Valoran Plain to participate in the Noxus legion celebration as the independent kingdom of Noxus, the Lord of the Emerald Lord. I want to take the two little guys out for a walk Go, see more of the world, it will be good for Misha and Hina,

I can't make a decision, so I thought I'd ask for your opinion. "

Lester's voice was not deliberately lowered, so the two little girls heard it clearly. Although they kept their faces calm, they secretly pricked up their ears.

Hearing that she could go to see the outside world, Misha's heart was full of anticipation and excitement, while Hina blushed a little, and began to imagine the scene of Brother Lester hugging her and shopping.

Looking away from his two daughters, Zilam sighed and took a sip of red wine for himself sullenly.

Before he grew up, his elbows began to turn outward.

"They're not young anymore, it's good to go out and see the world..."

Thanks to the editor, there will be two tweets next week, but it’s a pity that the number of words is up, so I fell off the new book list. I could have climbed for a few more days...

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