My cousin is becoming a legend.

Chapter 70 A loving father and a filial daughter

"That death was rather frightening."

Archbishop Doug stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

What was his reason for going out?

"Reporting to you, sir, the record states that it was to take away a talented individual."

The clerk beside him replied.

"Talent..."

Doug repeated the sentence with a strange expression.

Judging from experience, it seems to be a powerful spiritual force that came crashing down from above.

However, someone with this level of mental strength is at least a sixth-order alchemist.

Could it be that Ryder kidnapped some old man's junior?

If that's the case, then it makes sense.

But does he really intend to continue searching?

The authority of the church is indeed inviolable.

But he himself is the one responsible for carrying it out.

He, a fifth-tier transcendent being, went head-to-head with an alchemist who was at least a sixth-tier...

How about hitting me with your head?

This doesn't even include the terrifying network of connections a high-level alchemist possesses.

Most importantly, there are only a handful of sixth-tier alchemists in this area; you can count them on one hand.

Most of them are elderly guys who stay at home, and the church has been keeping an eye on them.

They couldn't possibly come here.

Therefore, this sixth-tier alchemist is very likely one of Areca's people...

And the people of Areca are absolutely not to be trifled with.

In short, this is a hot potato.

You can't even touch it.

Having figured out the pros and cons, Doug beckoned to the clerk beside him.

The clerk bowed his head and came closer.

Doug whispered, "In a bit, go find any fourth-tier beast, transfer the spell mark onto it, and this case will be closed."

The clerk was somewhat taken aback and subconsciously asked, "Sir, what about Lord Ryder?"

Doug waved his hand impatiently.

"What do you care what he does? He deserves to die. Get back to work."

The clerk nodded and hurriedly left the scene.

Archbishop Doug breathed a sigh of relief.

This hot potato can finally be gotten rid of.

Let's just put all the blame on Ryder and the Restoration Society.

Although a bishop and a baron died this time, it can still be classified as a minor friction incident.

After all, the bishop died in the wild, devoured by wild animals.

The death of a baron from another race is nothing; it is actually an achievement.

All he needs to do now is erase all the evidence and then he can give an account to those mad dogs in the courtroom.

......

Lodossa.

Lynn and his group arrived in the city safely.

Without much rest, they prepared to head to the next city immediately.

After all, they'd better get as far away as possible before seeing Violet's father.

Just as she was thinking this, Violet suddenly perked up in the carriage.

She quickly stopped Lynn, who was driving.

"No need to run anymore, my father has arrived!"

Lynn was somewhat confused.

He's here?

Where is the person?

As Lynn was thinking this, he heard a faint eagle cry from the sky gradually grow louder.

He looked in the direction of the sound.

A huge golden griffin was seen swooping down.

A knight dressed in exquisite plate armor was sitting on it.

A gust of wind swept through the area.

The horses suddenly neighed in terror and tried to run away.

Lynn dismounted and forcibly pinned him down.

He looked up at the sky with curiosity.

That was Violet's father, the Earl of the Kingdom of Sinus.

Its imposing presence was indeed remarkable.

He looked just like General Tullius, whom he had followed back then.

Lynn seemed lost in thought.

He recalled things from a long time ago.

He was still young back then and not yet old enough to join the army.

But he was lucky enough to slip through the cracks and infiltrate the army.

However, he was quickly spotted and dragged out by General Tullius, who came down to inspect the area.

General Tullius intended to kick him out of the army and send him back to his hometown.

But after being persuaded by himself, he decided to keep him by his side.

Lynn thus became a civilian official in the army and was able to frequently come into contact with General Tullius.

General Tullius was from Iportu and was a very kind person who did not have any aristocratic airs.

He would occasionally give me a few pointers.

Lynn was able to unlock the Heavy Knight attribute thanks to the general's guidance.

However, this period of good fortune was short-lived, and General Tullius, for reasons unknown, chose to betray the Kingdom of Uma.

He launched a rebellion that shocked the entire kingdom.

The Battle of Wittburgh.

He planned to directly attack Wittburgh, the formidable fortress of the kingdom's capital.

Lynn also joined him in the war.

In the end, General Tullius was killed in battle, and his army was almost completely wiped out.

He survived by sheer luck because he was not allowed to participate in the main battle.

Then he gathered the surviving soldiers to form an adventure group, and spent several meaningless years there.

What happened next was as I mentioned before.

"You're Lynn?"

Before anyone knew it, the griffin had landed on the ground.

The middle-aged man on the griffin frowned and stared at him.

Lynn regained his composure and immediately bowed in greeting.

"It is an honor to meet you, Your Excellency. I am Lynn Wilson."

The middle-aged man scrutinized him.

Lynn was so nervous that cold sweat broke out on her back.

It felt like being watched by an extremely dangerous wild beast.

Just how powerful is Violet's father?

The atmosphere was a bit heavy.

Blake looked at him for a while, then shifted his gaze to Violet beside him.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his daughter was alright.

Violet laughed awkwardly, her body shifting slightly unnaturally.

"Dad~ It happened so suddenly, please forgive me this time~"

Blake's face changed instantly, and he coughed loudly twice.

"Violet, mind your image!"

Violet stopped what she was doing and giggled, "So, Dad, you forgive me?"

Blake's face was tense as he said coldly, "Who said I forgave you? Do you know what will happen if I leave the front lines!"

"If Areka really attacks, even if ten of you blocked it, it wouldn't make a difference. We'd still need Her Majesty the Queen to hold them off..."

Violet lowered her head and muttered softly.

Blake's forehead veins bulged, but he pretended not to hear anything.

He roared, "As punishment, you're forbidden from being a bard for the next ten years!"

Violet's expression changed instantly, and her previous kitten-like submissiveness vanished.

"You old geezer! That's my business in the Restoration Society! How am I supposed to explain this to Her Majesty the Queen?!"

Blake sneered, "With your half-baked skills, what use would ten of you be? Don't worry, Her Majesty the Queen will definitely hold back her laughter and then give you a ten-year vacation."

"you!"

Violet glared at him fiercely.

The father and daughter began a battle of wits.

Lynn was sweating profusely and dared not look up.

He suddenly felt very envious of Tina.

Sleeping can be really nice sometimes.

"Six months! Otherwise, I'm not going back!"

Violet closed her eyes, stubbornly refusing to look at her father.

"No way! I can only reduce it by two years at most! Eight years then!"

"Three months!"

"Five years!"

"One month!"

"Three years! Three years is enough!"

"Hmph, I'm not going back."

"Fine, fine, one year it is!"

"That's more like it."

As the ultimate winner, Violet stood with her hands on her hips, beaming with joy.

She will definitely be confined in the capital for a period of time.

The year-long stay-at-home order was practically no punishment at all.

Blake rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on.

He looked down at Lynn, who was pretending to be dead, with a hint of apology.

"I'm sorry you had to see this. My daughter is just too unruly, and it's all my fault for not disciplining her properly. I've been too lenient with her all along."