Tyrant Parenting Guide

The next morning, the sun rose, and after a night of storms, the weather today was exceptionally nice.

But in winter, no matter how good the weather is, it is still very cold.

Arnos put his hand into the basin and shivered, it was so cold.

He dipped in water, washed his hands, face and brushed his teeth carefully.

To take good care of my teeth, my teeth will be used for many, many years!

Although teeth will be replaced around the age of 7, it is necessary to develop a good habit of caring for teeth from now on.

In the morning, Arnos had breakfast at this family.

I still saw it last night, black bread and mush.

Arnos choked so hard that his face flushed, and while drinking the unpalatable mush, he swallowed the black bread that rubbed his throat.

During the period, Iris also ate the same food with a calm face.

This made Arnos a little suspicious, are we eating the same thing?

However, Arnos still finished the meal seriously. Looking at the three girls at the same table, Arnos suddenly felt ashamed.

I have lived a life of rich clothes and fine food since I was a child, and seeing that the people in the royal city live well, I subconsciously think that other people in the Holy Empire are also like this.

Today's scene really shocked Arnos's heart.

After eating, Iris took Arnos and left the fishing village, and the two went to the frontier city.

Arnos lay on Iris' shoulder, looked back at the yard of that family, saw the three girls, suddenly raised his head and said to Iris: "Dad, I want to do something for them."

Iris turned his head, looked at Arnos with dark eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Do you know what kind of life they lived more than ten years ago?"

"Ten years ago, even the current life was out of reach for them."

"You have been to the Eastern Continent, and you should have seen the common people there. These people lived that kind of life more than ten years ago."

"It took me more than ten years to change this country and violate the interests of countless nobles. Now, they want to regain those interests again."

"I won't let them succeed."

Arnos stared blankly at Iris, recalling his past life.

Suddenly, I realized what I wanted to do for the world.

I thought, change the world.

I think, let everyone have enough to eat and let everyone live with dignity.

Everyone doesn't have to kowtow to anyone, they live for themselves.

In this world, there are too many things I can do, and too many things worth changing.

And I have wisdom and civilization from another world.

Arnos suddenly raised his head and said seriously: "Iris, let's create a beautiful world together!"

Iris pressed his head, "It's too early for you to think about it now, look at mine."

In the evening, Iris took Arnos to the frontier city.

It is surrounded by a tall city wall, which is 20 meters high. The wall is covered with traces of potholes and traces of subsequent repairs.

Iris stood under the city wall, looking at the city wall, his eyes full of nostalgia, "I and...they fought side by side here."

Arnos glimpsed a trace of the past from his expression.

Arnos said: "In the future, I will accompany Iris."

We will create more good memories without having to dwell on the past.

Taking advantage of the twilight, Iris took Arnos into the city.

The streets after entering the city are very lively. There are vendors setting up stalls on both sides of the street. It seems that it is not yet time to close the stalls.

Arnos saw all kinds of flowers planted outside the king's city at a small stall, but all the flowers were dried and still had a fragrance of flowers.

Iris also saw it, "After going back, there are flowers in the greenhouse in the garden."

Arnos nodded, "Shouldn't we go back sooner?"

Iris said: "I want to see the sincerity of those people, bear with Al."

Arnos laughed, "As long as you are with Iris, you are home."

Now it's just that the family is not together.

One day, we will meet again.

Iris froze for a moment, his expression blank for a moment.

Memories are flowing backwards.

On the wall of the frontier city, Andre put his arms around the shoulders of the young Iris, "As long as our brothers are there, it is home."

Christina smiled behind the two, "I will always be by your side."

However, with the passage of time, those promises have become lies that cannot be fulfilled.

Those two people finally left only this child for themselves.

Is this compensation?

Either way, this kid, Al, is already an important family member to me.

This will be the best gift I've ever received in my life.

Arnos' voice brought back Iris' thoughts, "Iris, I want to eat that."

Arnos pointed to a purple fruit on the fruit stand in front of him.

The fruit tastes like a plum, sweet and juicy.

Laura had juiced him when he had only two baby teeth.

Very nostalgic taste.

Iris sighed, walked to the fruit stand, bought two fruits, father and son, each took one and gnawed.

The movements were surprisingly consistent, attracting the attention of many people.

Arnos took a bite, leaving two rows of teeth marks on the fruit.

The pulp has been around in the mouth, and the sweet and sour taste is satisfying.

Iris stopped in front of a hotel and said to Arnos, "How about staying here tonight?"

Arnos had no objection, and the father and son registered for accommodation.

The hotel is quite shabby, but the room is actually not bad, very clean and tidy.

Arnos sat on the bed, took off his clothes and got into the bed, sighing comfortably, "Iris, are we doing nothing?"

Iris cast his eyes on the noble mansions in the city, "If they still have brains, the circle around the city today is enough for them to make a choice."

Arnos yawned, wondering if he understood what Iris said, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

Iris moved him to a place against the wall, and lay down too. Hearing the child's gentle breathing, he also closed his eyes.

This night, unexpectedly, I slept peacefully.

While the father and son were sleeping.

The aristocratic mansion in the frontier city, the Garcia family, was still brightly lit.

In the study on the third floor, an old man with gray hair and a cane was standing in front of the window. The candlelight reflected on his face, making his face extraordinarily hideous and terrifying.

The three young men were standing at the desk awkwardly, looking at the old man, their father.

—McCarthy Garcia.

These three young men are his sons.

The eldest son had cold sweat on his forehead, "Father, that man... the tyrant, he is back."

McCarthy Garcia said slowly but forcefully: "Don't panic, he is our monarch and the master of this country, we don't need to be afraid of him."

The second son stammered: "Those people are still in the mansion, if His Majesty finds out..."

The third son was particularly decisive: "Catch them all, or kill them all. Since His Majesty has returned, these people have no hope of success."

McCarthy Garcia said after a moment of silence: "As you said, just do it."

"Tomorrow morning, Your Majesty is invited to come."