I am the descendant of a dark wizard, and I will inherit the family fortune.

"use this."

Although Goya's movements were gentle, they still made Rachel feel goosebumps all over.

Rachel quickly took two steps back, "You...what are you doing..."

"Do you understand?" Goya turned his head and asked Leon.

Leon nodded, then shook his head.

"Only because of this?"

"Of course not, my people are very experienced in this area.

No matter how strong the spirit of this witch is…” Goya stopped talking halfway.

Leon: ...

"and then?"

"When you're in a strange place and have a child who's truly connected to you and with whom you spend every day, most witches won't be able to let go.

Of course, this is not absolute, there are always exceptions.

The method of treating them is also very simple, those who are still useful will continue to be used, and those who are no longer useful... will be directly disposed of."

Goya said this, then walked back to Rachel.

"Over the years, our clan has had quite a few mixed-race newborns. It's precisely because of these growing children and their parents...

The peace faction is only growing stronger, am I right, Miss Rachel?"

Rachel didn't dare to look into Goya's eyes; she could only lower her head and look at her toes.

"So, she's yours, just like this ring. I'll keep it for you."

As Goya spoke, he raised the white jade ring on his hand.

Leon frowned and was about to say something when Goya interrupted him, "Believe me, she will come in handy later."

Rachel: ...

Leon wasn't sure what it was for, but he suspected it had something to do with Hilda...

"It's decided." Goya took a deep breath, "It's time for us to go back... Uncle Wenkulang?"

Wen Kulang responded and came to Goya's side. This ability to appear and disappear at will completely extinguished the three captives' thoughts of escape...

"Goya, I helped with that, but...are we just going back like this?"

Goya looked at the Burbank clan with red eyes, "I believe that this time, everyone who should come out has come out... Her Royal Highness will make the decision."

Wen Kulang shook his head. "After all, I have taught Her Royal Highness the Princess. What she is thinking right now... is hard to say..."

Goya was silent for a few seconds and said, "Let's go, it's time to leave."

Vinculan was about to retreat when he saw Goya extending his hand towards him.

"Ah? What's wrong?"

"ring."

Bunkuran was confused, "Ring? What ring?"

"Leon should also have a share of the spoils."

Wen Kulang: ???

Wen Kulang suddenly looked at Leon with a vicious look, as if Leon had done something wrong to him...

"Boy, you..."

Leon: ...

"Well... I don't want it anymore, let's just keep it to ourselves."

Hearing Leon's words, Wen Kulang immediately changed his tone with satisfaction. "Boy, you are not bad."

Leon: ...

What followed was a brief farewell. No one was pretentious. After saying goodbye simply, everyone drove in different directions.

……

Leon once again improved his awareness of his healing ability, and the previous "One-Day Tour to Dragon Scale Pond"... the value is still increasing.

At this moment, his thighs were already feeling tingling, and combined with the potion he had just drunk, his injuries were healing rapidly.

In particular, all the wounds, big and small, on his body had already healed.

I returned to the place where I had just fought with Beatrice. Although the place was still in a mess, the fallen tree had stood up again.

But many of them only had half of their bodies left, which looked really weird.

If Leon had not buried Beatrice with his own hands, he would never have been able to find Beatrice's burial place.

I saw a big tree transplanted by Wen Kulang in that place...

I don't know how Bunkuran managed to do all this in such a short time...

The Burbank family might just be natural gardeners.

After silently thanking Goya and Vinculan in his heart, Leon continued to move forward. He was ready to go and take a look at the camp.

As of now, the Duel Club cannot be said to be completely wiped out, but it is probably almost there. Once the extra ones are screened out, the top 20... is already set in stone.

……

On the other side, the three captives were following Goya with depressed looks on their faces.

With Goya and Wen Kulang around, and their space rings taken away, they behaved well along the way.

They went around in circles, and even though the three of them had excellent memories, they were still confused...

It was not until Goya and his men stopped that the three captives discovered that there was a wooden door in front of them.

The wooden door is an arch, covered with unknown vines, some of which are fresh and some of which are withered.

In the center of the arch, there is an unknown symbol, which looks a bit like three stacked trees. Rachel knows that this is the original symbol of the Burbank clan, and it refers to the Burbank clan.

Goya sniffed and indeed smelled a bloody smell.

Without Goyado saying anything, Wen Kulang took the initiative to stand in front.

"Lindemann, come out."

A teasing voice filled the air, "See, I told you you'd be discovered."

Suddenly, a small tree grew out from under the wooden door in front, and then the small tree continued to grow... and turned into Lindeman.

After Lindemann appeared, he smiled at Wenkulang first, then waved enthusiastically to Goya, "Little Goya, are you okay?"

With the appearance of Lindemann, an expressionless Fico soon appeared next to him.

Wen Kulang took a deep breath and said, "Tell me, what's the situation now?"

Lindemann spread his hands helplessly, "What else could it be? Let's fight. Both the pro-war and pro-peace factions have suffered casualties.

By the way, little Goya, I saved some of your people for you, but not many."

Goya nodded calmly, "As long as the body is still there, that's enough."

Lindemann chuckled. "It's just internal strife, it won't lead to a complete collapse. At least it's much more complete than our time."

When Rachel heard these words, she was deeply shocked.

coming……

The immortal Burbank, the resurrected Burbank...

"Are these three your prey?"

Goya glanced back at the trio and nodded. "Two are mine, and the other one belongs to a... friend of mine."

Not only Lindemann was a little surprised, but even Fico, who had been silent, was also a little surprised.

"Friends? Incredible! I never thought little Goya could become friends with a wizard!"

Lindemann touched his chin with his right hand, pretending to be thoughtful. "Let me guess... I guess your friend is a male wizard!"

Goya: ...

"What does Your Highness say?"

……