Meet the principal

After handling all the matters, it was already late at night when Reiner returned to the Windermere Hotel. They were originally scheduled to leave today, but due to delays in various matters, Reiner decided to stay for one more day. \u00261t;/p\u003e

Macon's body and the things he carried were taken away by Mr. Field. After just inspecting it, he left a magic item to Reiner. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

That is a brooch. As long as you wear it, your sense of existence will be significantly reduced and others will ignore you. However, wearing it for a long time can easily lead to losing yourself. Macon must have escaped capture many times by relying on this brooch. Ability. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Both Reiner and Mrs. Freya are extremely tired. Today's battle with Macon was very intense. If it weren't for the intervention of Phyllis and Helleson, Reiner might have to spend more energy waiting for Mr. Field. Only with the arrival of Macon can it be possible to subdue Macon. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Reiner fell into a deep sleep, almost falling asleep while lying down. When he woke up, it was already half past nine in the morning the next day. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Mrs. Freya huddled up in a ball, lying on the other end of the bed, sleeping soundly. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Without waking up the snoozing kitten, Reiner changed his clothes and walked out of the room. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Good morning, Reiner, uh uh..."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Claire was sleepy and was rubbing her eyes as she walked out of the room. She waited until Lena came back last night and then nuzzled in Lena's arms like a kitten for a long time before leaving. Although she didn't know what happened, Claire probably had a premonition of Lena's arrival. What happened yesterday was thrilling, but she didn't ask any more questions. She believed that Reiner would tell her. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

The two seemed to have some kind of tacit understanding, and they came to the lobby on the first floor without saying much. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

The place was still half-decorated. It seemed that after learning about the death of his son West, Uncle Mason was no longer in the mood to celebrate his sixtieth birthday. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Behind the counter, Uncle Mason was wiping the table with a rag. When he saw Reiner and Claire, he smiled reluctantly. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Today is my birthday. I should have celebrated it well, but I let you down."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Ah, happy birthday to you."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Reiner said hurriedly. He was not prepared before and could only find a crystal from the storage bag on the spot. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"This is a crystal that can calm the mind. Keeping it with you can calm your emotions. I'm sorry I only have this gift."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

This crystal is a magic prop used by Reiner himself to practice. The magic in it is mainly to calm people down, and it is a gadget of little use. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

After taking the crystal, Uncle Mason quickly thanked him. Perhaps on this supposedly lively birthday, he only received a gift from an outsider, Reiner. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Just when Reiner was about to check out, a head poked his head in from the door. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Is this the Windermere Hotel?"\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

The man was bald and headless, but there was a scar on the top of his head. He had triangular eyes and looked very vicious. However, unlike his slightly scary appearance, his questioning tone was quite calm.

Showing a huge contrast. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Yes, are you staying here?"\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Uncle Mason collected the gift that Reiner gave him and walked out from behind the counter. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

No matter what, life must go on. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"No, uh, what should I say?"\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

The bald man started to hesitate. He touched his bald head and continued. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"I'm here to see West Windermere."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"What?"\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Uncle Mason was stunned. Hearing the name of his dead son from a stranger made the old man feel a little dazed. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Well, I am Cohen Bright from the Anaheim Chamber of Commerce. I have been helped by Mr. West in the past. He refused the reward I wanted to give him. He only hopes that I can come to Olmsted today to help me." His father offered birthday wishes. Mr. West said that his father likes to display photos of famous people at home. If people like me can go, his father will be very happy."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Cohen Bright said, you can hear the sincerity in his tone. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"This..."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Uncle Mason was stunned. He glanced at the restaurant. There was a wall there. On the wall were photos of various celebrities with the Windermere Hotel. Being somewhat vain, his favorite was this wall. He had boasted to others more than once. . \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"This is the Windermere Hotel? Where is that boy West?"\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Before Uncle Mason could react, a rough shout came from behind Cohen, a strong man with a beard and an unconventional head like a knotted tree root. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Behind the strong man, there was a noise. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Uncle Mason came to the hotel door. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

What he saw was a group of strangers. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

There are gentlemen in elegant formal attire, single-sided spectacles and top hats, young men dressed casually with unshaven beards, social butterflies dressed up as if they are ready to go to the ball in the next moment, and some with limited mobility but still. The old man is still standing on crutches. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

They obviously didn't know each other, the styles of their clothes were from different countries, and even the languages ​​they spoke were hugely different. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

But everyone is chanting the same name. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

West. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Who are these people?"\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Uncle Mason felt it was difficult to breathe, and there were countless words in his throat, and he looked at Cohen, wanting to seek answers. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"I chatted with them for a while. These people were all people who had dealt with West and received help from him. Like me, West did not ask for their thanks. He only hoped that they could pay tribute to him today. Birthday wishes from West’s father.”\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Cohen explained, his voice filled with mixed emotions. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"I have been in contact with West for a long time. He told me that he had made irreparable mistakes and did not want to drag his parents down, so he has been traveling around the continent these years and wanted to pass Help others to atone for their sins, he said. After he has helped a hundred people, he will return to his hometown to celebrate his father's sixtieth birthday. In the Midland Federation, this is the most important day for a person. He hopes His own father can forgive him."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Hearing Cohen's words, Uncle Mason held on to the door frame and was dazzled. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"To be honest, I have been away from home for many years. In the past, I always wanted to stay away from my hometown and venture into a larger world. But when I became successful, my parents were no longer alive. From then on, I never had any I can understand West’s mood.”\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Cohen said with deep emotion that this time he came to Olmsted not only to fulfill his agreement with West, but also to fill the vacancy in his heart. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Perhaps these people present also have their own nostalgia. West's actions awakened their feelings that had been dormant for many years, and that's why they traveled thousands of miles to come here. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

What cannot be reached is the distant place, and what cannot be returned is the hometown. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"This stupid son, if you want to come back, just come back!"\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Uncle Mason finally couldn't hold back his emotions. This was the first time since he heard the news of West's death that he burst into tears. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

After witnessing all this, Claire gently held Reiner's hand. She felt her eyes were a little sore, and some indescribable emotion overflowed in her chest, seeming to burst out. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

Reiner, on the other hand, held Claire's soft palm and said softly. \u00261t;/p\u0026gt;

"Let's go, it's time for us to go home."\u00261t;/p\u0026gt;