"Excuse me ... ah ..." The young girl thought Johnsan was a guest and asked politely, screaming as soon as the words came out of her mouth, and was dumbfounded.
"Tina." The old butler coughed and said with some authority, "What's all the yelling about, don't you recognize the young master?"
"Young master?" The young girl named Tina mumbled in disbelief, suddenly letting out a scream that was even sharper than the previous one, and turning around, she ran towards the courtyard, her vegetable basket flying into mid-air.
"Young master is alive, young master is back."
Hearing the young girl's yell, Johnsan helplessly took down a vegetable leaf that had fallen on his head and lifted his step towards the yard.
Tina's voice was very penetrating, instantly resounded through the entire courtyard, followed by three or four people pouring out, the leader was a middle-aged man wearing a green coat, not very handsome appearance, but from the bones of the elegant temperament, at this time the pale face was full of excitement.
"Nicholas." The middle-aged man exclaimed excitedly before he could run over.
"Father." Johnsan cried out in a chirpy voice and took a few steps to meet him.
The middle-aged man was none other than Nicholas' father, and he held Johnsan in his arms. Unexpectedly, the seemingly skinny Clare was extremely strong, holding himself tightly in his arms, Johnsan only felt a little breathless.
"It's good to be back, it's good to be back." Clare wrapped her son in her arms and couldn't stop talking, unable to hold back the tears in her eyes.
"Master." Raymond wiped the tears from his eyes and choked, "Let's go inside and talk about what we have to say."
Clare responded then, taking Johnsan's hand and heading inside the house.
Only then did the servants and maids disperse, each face overflowing with heartfelt joy. Although Crowell no longer has the status of Viscount, but from the bottom of their hearts they all respect this thin middle-aged man very much.Folo City, the only nobles have not been rumored to bully maids, in addition to Crowell's mansion, there is no more.
The old housekeeper greeted a few servants and helped Fate drive the carriage in, then wanted to invite him in to rest. Fate where willing to leave the dragon egg half a step, shook his head and refused.
Johnsan squirms and follows Crowell around, and just as he enters the house, he sees a thud coming from the hall suite, as if someone has fallen to the ground, and Crowell's face changes as he lets go of Johnsan and runs towards the house.
"Nicholas." A woman's voice came out, "Clare, is that Nicholas? Is he really back?"
Johnsan heard that it was the voice of Nicholas' mother, Linda, and with a tightening of his heart rushed inside.
In the room Crowell is helping a woman up from the ground, she is wearing a simple white dress, her face is not powdered, unique a graceful and noble temperament, at this time is a face of nervousness stretching out his hands in front of him groping.
"Nicholas, where are you?" Linda's eyes were straight and not blinking.
"Blind?" Johnsan's heart ached and he was busy rushing up a few steps, letting her stroke his face.
"Nicholas, it's really you, Nicholas! My son ..." Linda cried out with a wow, hearing Johnsan's back.
How much pain and aggravation would one have to endure to cry so bitterly?
Since he came to this world, Johnsan has never dared to think about his parents, although there are still a few brothers in the family, his parents love him the most as the oldest and youngest, and he can't imagine what his parents would be like in pain after losing him.
With a cry of pain from Linda, Johnsan couldn't take it anymore.
"Mother, mother, mom ..." Johnsan screamed with his mouth full, unable to stop himself from letting out a cry.
Clare reached out and hugged the mother and father between them, also in tears.
After crying for a long time, the family calmed down, but Linda still grabbed Johnsan's arm and wouldn't let go.
"Nicholas, what the hell is going on?" Clare asked, "What happened that day?"
Johnsan helped Linda sit down, letting her caress his hand, and gave them a brief rundown of what had happened, crossing over naturally couldn't be said, and he hid the alien and black dragon.
"That's it." Johnsan said, "Then I ran into a Mr. Wizard in THE Locomotive town, the same guy I came with, and we came back to Folo City together as a group."
"Nicholas, it's been hard on you." Linda touched Johnsan's somewhat rough palm and tears poured down her face again.
"It's fine." Johnsan smiled slightly and said, "Think of it as exercise."
"Father." Johnsan looks to Crawl and asks, "How did you move here?"
With a grim look on his face, Clare half-told the story of what had happened after Nicholas' disappearance.
After that incident, Krauer and the others thought that Nicholas was the body that someone else had intentionally left behind at the scene, even to the point that one of the wounds on the back was exactly the same. Crowell's cousin, York, the owner of the largest chamber of commerce in Folo City, used Crowell's lack of an heir as a reason to ask Count Ross#Harriman, the most prestigious member of the Harriman family in Folo City, to let Crowell give up his viscount title to him.
York's son Brandon was eighteen years old, yet he was already an intermediate level wizard, perhaps out of his regard for Brandon, Earl Ross agreed to the request and pressured Clare in his capacity as the patriarch of the family in Folo City.
Clare and Linda had been drunk on art all their lives and had not made any achievements at all in other fields, and after losing Nicholas, the two of them were even more disheartened. Knowing that it was useless to argue, they signed the paperwork and gave up their viscountship to York after the Imperial Court had reviewed and approved it.
Yorke who got the title didn't stop there, originally with the strength of his chamber of commerce, he couldn't look at Crowell's mansion, but he used the reason that Crowell was no longer a viscount and naturally couldn't live in the viscount's mansion, and drove Crowell's family out of the house on the third day after he got the title.
Clare's manor and fields have always been taken care of by the family's internal specialists, and they can only receive a hundred gold coins from Ross every month to maintain the large Viscount's House, plus many servants' expenses, basically not much left. Fortunately, Linda has always been a good housekeeper, saved up some money, so she used this money to buy a house in Hatton District, and moved over with a dozen loyal servants who were unwilling to leave.
As early as half a month ago, Linda because of all day longing for Nicholas, all day long with tears, daytime crying, sleep at night dreaming of Nicholas woke up also cry, eyes suddenly blind. In fact, this is not a big disease, if there is a senior priest to cast holy light magic to cure, together with some potions, completely can recover, but the problem is that Crowell what is now penniless, namely no money and no power, simply can not invite others.
Straight Crowell, who has never begged anyone in his life, pulls his face down and runs to York to beg hard for Linda's condition, and gets a flat-out humiliation.
...
Johnsan listened silently, only to feel a surge of anger in his heart, mostly from the lingering spirit of Nicholas, and said through gritted teeth, "Father, heal mother's illness first, and I'll get back all that those people owe us."
Clare froze, only to realize that her son looked very different from before, but she couldn't tell exactly.
"Maybe it's because this period of time has made Nicholas grow up, both physically and mentally." Clare thought in her heart and said, "Nicholas, don't mess around, now that you're back and we're reunited as a family, this is more important than anything else."
Linda was also afraid that her son would be impulsive and cause some kind of trouble, and smiled gently, "Nicholas, mother is happy that you are back. What does it matter if your eyes are blind, as long as I can touch your face and smell your body every day, it means more to mother than anything else."
Hearing Mrs. Linda's tender words, Johnsan's eyes reddened and he only felt a pang in his nose.
"Mother." Johnsan took Linda's hand and said, "Why don't you rest for a while, this is just the right time for me to take a shower, I haven't had one in days and I smell."
Linda hadn't slept peacefully once at night all this time, and now that her son was back, she finally let go of her heart. Hearing Johnsan's words, Linda smiled faintly and let Johnsan help her lie down, but still holding his hand and not letting go.
Johnsan didn't move either, sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, and within a few moments Linda was breathing long and sleepy, a gentle smile on her serene face.
Withdrawing his hand gently, Johnsan and Clare walked out into the outer hall, where a maid was already waiting outside, none other than Tina, whom they had just bumped into at the door.
"Young Master, the hot water is ready, you can take a bath first." Tina spoke softly with a face of excitement and thrill.
Farewell Clare, Johnsan is still a little uneasy, go to the courtyard to see Fate and a few soldiers of the House guarding the carriage, and do not know what Fate is talking about with a showy face, just look at the soldiers from time to time small exclamation of astonishment, listening to it with great interest.
"It seems that after spending a few months in THE Locomotive town, Fate's noble wizard frame has really been smoothed out and disappeared." Johnsan smiled slightly and followed Tina towards the side room.
A huge wooden barrel in the side room, a few fire pits in the corners of the room, the charcoal fire was going strong, the room was warm as spring.
"That ... Tina ...," Johnsan mumbled with some embarrassment, "you go out for a moment. "
Tina puffed and said, "Young master is still so shy." Saying that, she urged a wink to Johnsan and turned to go out.
Stripping naked, Johnsan jumped in with his shorts on the wooden stool by the barrel, and as soon as he was in the water, he nearly yelped with pleasure. The water was extremely hot, yet tolerable, scalding his skin to an instant red flush, and Johnsan reclined comfortably.
"Young master, is it ready?" Tina's voice came from outside, and Johnsan subconsciously shouted, "Ready."
With a creak, Tina pushed open the door, holding a towel in her hand and smiled as she walked in.Johnsan didn't make any pretense, naturally it was a bit embarrassing to strip naked in front of her just now, but letting her help with a bath and a back rub or something was nothing, and it would be a bit unreasonable to go on excusing herself.