Breeding Dragons From Today Chapter 282
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At this moment, in everyone's eyes, his back view was even higher than the sky.
Harriet Terrence and the others had mixed feelings.
The shadow that had hung over the heads of Alcott and the Yheng Empire for more than six hundred years had disappeared completely because of the appearance of Joelson alone.
In less than a day, he had used powerful methods to suppress the light and destroy the darkness.
It was as if the sun was hanging high in the sky. Under his light, all the haze had disappeared.
...
The Capital of Alcott.
Everyone gathered outside Marquis Edward's mansion.
Countless carriages filled with gifts lined up from the street to the end of the street. The few carriages at the front were even engraved with the family emblems of the royal family and the duke's mansion.
The door of the marquis's mansion was closed for three days, but there was not a trace of impatience on these people's faces. They were all waiting quietly.
Everyone knew.
The Edward family's super genius, Joelson, had returned.
Furthermore, he was no longer the so-called number one genius of the Alcott Empire.
He was the number one expert in the entire southern region. Even the Church of Light and the Dark Church were under his feet.
The news of the Dark Church's destruction had already spread. The Blazing Sun Empire's diplomatic mission had arrived a few days ago. Their words were filled with respect and admiration for Joelson.
Joelson had personally promoted Alcott to the position of the number one empire in the Southern Region.
Alcott was proud of him!
"Joelson."
Old Morgan sat in the hall with a face full of joy. Because he had consumed the water of the spring of life, his appearance was even younger than six years ago.
"You have brought unprecedented glory to the Edward family."
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Joelson smiled faintly and did not speak.
He was in a good mood when he saw his father, Old Morgan.
The lying bearded mage had also changed a lot.
The old man was wearing a beautiful mage robe, which made him look like an upper-class noble.
Old Morgan and Joelson talked for a while and, soon, a tall figure walked out of the room.
Darlene placed the freshly brewed black tea on the table and stood behind Joelson with a gentle gaze.
This powerful female dark elf archer was now the little woman behind Joelson.
Old Morgan smiled at Darlene with a strange look in his eyes.
"Joelson, have you met Catherine and her sister?"
Joelson was stunned and shook his head.
"The people from the Lucca Chamber of Commerce said that they're not in the capital but they're on their way here."
With the care of Harriet Terrence and the royal family, the Lucca Chamber of Commerce had become the first chamber of Commerce in Alcott in six years.
Catherine was very busy and had been on the road all year round.
This time, she brought Juliana along as well. She happened to miss the first meeting with Joelson but she also avoided the battle when the Dark Church attacked the city.
Old Morgan seemed to want to say something to Joelson but he changed the topic and said, "What are you going to do with Princess Dayshannon? Are you going to marry her?"
Joelson nodded. "I'll ask Dayshannon later and pick a time."
Old Morgan looked at the calm Darlene and whispered, "You're much stronger than me."
Joelson shook his head with a smile.
Counting carefully, if he counted the two women that Nicholas forced on him, he did have quite a lot of women.
Suddenly, hurried footsteps came from the door.
Joelson's expression changed and his powerful spiritual power told him.
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It was Catherine and Juliana who were running towards him.
However, something did not seem right.
Two slender figures appeared in front of Joelson.
They had the same blue hair. One of them was tall and beautiful. It was Catherine.
The other was very gentle. She had the shyness of a young girl and the maturity of a woman. It was Juliana.
The two pairs of eyes were fixed on Joelson. There was a strong love and longing in their eyes.
Joelson smiled at them and opened his arms. The two figures almost jumped into his arms at the same time.
Smelling the strange but familiar fragrance of his hair, Joelson said softly, "I'm back."
The two of them hugged Joelson even tighter.
Juliana even started sobbing on his chest, her tears wetting his robe.
Catherine's eyes were also red. She looked up at him carefully and smiled happily again.
After a while, he let go of them and slowly walked forward.
His expression was curious, serious, strange, and excited.
A small head came out from behind the maid and quietly looked at him.
Her beautiful eyes were as bright as black gemstones. There was curiosity and a hint of fear in them.
Catherine took two steps forward, took Joelson's arm, and gently waved at the little one.
"Funina, come here quickly."
The little guy walked up carefully.
She was wearing a brown jacket with a white shirt, and beautiful riding boots. She looked very cute.
"Who is she?"
Joelson asked in a low voice as if he could not believe it.
If anyone else saw the cold and overbearing Platinum Throne, their jaws would drop.
"She is your child, Joelson."
Catherine said softly.
Joelson had already noticed it.
The little one had a blood connection with him. She was just six years old this year, so she should have been born not long after Joelson left.
In the mainland language, Funina meant "missing," so there was no need to explain the meaning.
Joelson gently hugged the little one in his arms and picked her up.
The little one was still a little scared at first but the closeness of her blood allowed her to quickly get close to Joelson.
She opened her mouth and called out softly, "Father."
The corners of Joelson's mouth unconsciously curled up, and he only felt an indescribable joy in his heart.
"Hahaha!"
The little one had short hair.
Joelson held her in his arms. In a short while, Funina had completely removed the sense of strangeness from him and was amused by him.
Joelson's spiritual power went into Funina's body and he raised his eyebrows slightly.
Metal and fire dual-element magic talent.
Her physique was also very good and she had very outstanding knight talent.
Joelson asked Catherine, "Have you taught her to practice magic or combat aura?"
Catherine nodded and said, "We have already tested her talent. I have taught her the meditation method but she has never been willing to learn it properly. Until now, she has not even meditated once."
Catherine's beautiful face revealed a helpless smile and she gently stroked Funina's hair.
"I'll make my own arrangements," Joelson said calmly
Catherine's eyes were filled with joy.
After playing with the little one for a while, Joelson secretly implanted a bit of metal and fire magic inheritances into her mind. Of course, there were also two high-level combat aura inheritances.
Joelson did not have much time to personally teach this god-given surprise to him.
But he could pave the way for the child's future.
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