Chapter 2 [If the text is not completed, the martial arts are not done] (Part I)

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triumph.

Contrary to the boiling atmosphere in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital, the count's palace was silent.

There were no grand banquets, no celebrations, not even a simple cocktail party.

After leaving the dock, even the ceremony, which had been prepared for a thousand soldiers drawn from the expeditionary fleet, marched into the city to greet the citizens for the parade, leaving only the deputy to sit, and the Lord Count, after hurrying back to the palace, declined some visitors. The excuse to the outside world is that Lord Count, who has been in the army for several years, needs a little personal time to soothe the lonely heart of his beloved wife at home.

Although it disappointed many people who had painstakingly prepared to shoot the new hero of the empire, this high-sounding excuse was immediately supported by everyone.

At this moment, in the mansion of the Earl's Mansion, the triumphal hero of the Imperial Navy is looking at his own son.

His gaze was deep, melancholy, and complex.

If it weren't for the conviction in my heart about my wife's integrity... The first time Count Raymond saw the child in front of him, his first reaction was: Is this really his own seed?

Because this child's appearance is really very different from himself!

The men of the Rollin family have always been known for their macho image! For the standard image of the man of the Rollin family, it should be a tall and burly figure, a broad chest, thick arms, a square face, a straight nose, and a heroic man!

At least Lord Raymond himself is like that. He was a burly man, and his appearance was extremely outstanding in the imperial aristocratic circles, and he was a famous great man in the imperial aristocratic circles when he was young.

But this little dot in front of you...

Although he is only three years old, for the Luolin family, which has always been known for producing strong men, he is too white and thin... Not... I heard that this child fell seriously ill a month ago, perhaps because of this point that his body was weaker.

And the future heir to the count, who is only three years old, Duvey ; Luo Lin, on the other hand, looked at his father indifferently. He did not cry as loudly and forcefully as a child of his age, which made Lord Count very dissatisfied. Traditionally, the louder a child cries, the more robust it is!

The child in front of him was inevitably too quiet, he sat on the bed, put his hands on his knees, and stared at himself with his head raised, as if with curiosity, as if with scrutiny.

Lord Count thought he must have been mistaken.

How can a three-year-old child's eyes have such complex emotions?!

While Lord Count was depressed, Duvey; Rollin's mood was undoubtedly more complicated than his.

The beautiful and mature countess, with her motherly heart and those actions a month ago, has successfully softened Du Wei's heart.

But this "father" who suddenly jumped out ...

Hmph, where did he come out!

"He... Really can't speak yet? Lord Count's expression was very serious, he glanced at his wife beside him, but when he saw the tears in his wife's eyes, his heart couldn't help but soften, remembering that he went to sea, and he left for three years, snubbing his wife at home, even when a woman was in labor and needed her husband's comfort the most, he couldn't be by her side, and the only son became like this, and we can't blame this poor woman, and the tone couldn't help but soften a little: "Okay, my dear, the child can't speak, let's ask the most knowledgeable teacher in the empire to teach." , will always speak. It's just that his body is too weak, our Luolin family has always been based on the empire with martial arts, and my son will naturally inherit my path in the future and become an imperial general, so weak is not okay... Well, he is already three years old, I think it's time to think about finding him an enlightenment teacher, a weak body, after a few years of training, will naturally become stronger ... How do you see alpha? He is my most loyal chief guard, with strong martial arts skills and loyalty to the family, and I think that starting next month, I can let Alpha start teaching Du Wei some basic exercise methods. Hearing

that her desperate son was going to be trained at such a young age, the countess's beautiful eyes couldn't help but burst into tears: "But... He was still so young.

"It's because his body is too weak, so it is even more important to exercise his physique early!" Otherwise, how to inherit the martial arts of our Luolin family! "Lord Count, who has been in the horse for many years, is very resolute on this point, and he made a decision with a wave of his hand.

The next day, after meeting His Majesty the Emperor in the palace and accepting the third Imperial First Class Medal of Heroic Martial Arts personally awarded by His Majesty the Emperor in public at the celebration ceremony, His Majesty the Emperor announced in public that Count Raymond, who had distinguished himself with great merit, was promoted to vice president of the Imperial High Command, which was already the number two figure of the imperial military minister.

After talking with His Majesty the Emperor in a separate room for a while, Count Raymond took the initiative to remove the title of first-class general of his Imperial Navy, handed over military power, and then came out of the palace, he once again refused the congratulations of his colleagues and countless banquet invitations, and even politely declined the invitations of several great priests of the Goddess of Light Temple, before hurrying home.

The son of Count Raymond of the Rollin family is an idiot, this is no secret in the imperial capital, Looking at the melancholy on the count's face even at the award ceremony, he couldn't help but make many colleagues who were friendly with the Rollin family feel a little sympathy for him, of course, some political enemies secretly gloated,

it was inevitable.

At home, Lord Count faced his son again, the difference was that this time there was no beautiful Countess by his side, and beside him, stood the loyal chief guard who had followed him for nearly twenty years, Alpha, a first-class swordsman of the empire, with a "flowing flame sword", who was recognized as one of the top kendo masters in the imperial capital.

I don't know why, Count Raymond always felt that he didn't like his son very much, he felt that the kind of look in this child's eyes towards himself was not simply Mu Ran, but faintly seemed to have a trace of resistance. However, he also felt that he might have overthought it: What can a three-year-old child understand? Moreover, he is on an expedition, and since the child was born, he has not held him once, and it is natural that he is strange to himself.

The chief guard first knelt in front of Du Wei's bed on one knee with a standard courtesy of a family courtier, and then picked Du Wei up with both hands, took off his full body clothes, and meticulously pinched Du Wei's whole body from head to toe with one hand. In this process, Du Wei struggled, he seemed to be very uncomfortable with being touched by a man like this, but the power of the first-class swordsman of the empire was not something he could resist.

"Whew..." Alpha's expression was serious, he sighed, put down the heir of the count, and then bowed his head to the count before standing up and saying in a deep voice: "Lord count, I..."

"Alpha, you are the most trusted person around me, don't worry too much, just say anything." The count sighed.

"Young Master Du Wei's body is very weak, and he seems to have some... Congenital deficiencies, his bones are slender, his heartbeat is mixed, such a physique, a little worse than ordinary people. If you want to learn martial arts in the future, I'm afraid..." Alpha gritted his teeth: "I'm afraid I won't achieve much."

"So what do you think?"

"I think that learning martial arts is not a very good choice for the young master, let's see if he has any talent in other fields."

After the chief alpha guard finished speaking, Lord Count's face had already sank.