Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 194 The Foundation of Continuation

Time will not stop because of someone or something.

At first, Luke hung a calendar in his room and turned a new page every day, but he stopped doing it after he and Trela ​​went out to play one day and never touched it again.

The calendar became a decoration in their room, blending in naturally with the other unchanged furniture, until one day Lu Ke discovered that it had been there for ten years and finally threw it away.

Today, Trela ​​chose a brown classical long dress, a top hat and a black veil that half covered her face. This is a very universal outfit.

As she got older, Trela, who used to like dressing up, gradually lost interest in dressing herself up. Instead, she began to care about Luke's image. She chose a decent and complicated aristocratic costume for Luke and helped him dress up bit by bit.

"Actually, I want to dress simply."

"You have watched An Rui grow up, so as an elder, his wedding should be grand."

Trela ​​tried out various men's hats, but in the end she couldn't bear to cover her elf's hair, so she pulled a red string and tied her hair into a ponytail.

"And it's my pleasure to dress you up...spread your arms wide."

Luke followed Trela's movements and spoke softly, "But it's not good to steal the show on the wedding day, and Anrui doesn't like me very much."

"How could he not like you? He has been sticking to you since he was a child. But the girl he liked dumped him after seeing you." Trela ​​couldn't help laughing.

The expression on Amir's face when he heard his son's complaints was so wonderful. He didn't expect that his son would encounter the same thing he had encountered. The almost sixty-year-old man almost shed tears.

"Is it true that the immortal race are all born particularly well? It is said that the appearance of the demon race is also very outstanding."

"Appearance is a very subjective thing, and dwarves are not very popular among humans." Luke answered bluntly and glanced at Trela. "You don't seem angry?"

"It's a little difficult to make me jealous of those twenty-something girls now."

Trela ​​buttoned the last button and looked at Luke with smiling eyes.

"It's amazing how human emotions change. When I was in my thirties and forties, I would get angry if other women looked at me for even a second, but now I just feel proud. Perhaps you could study this topic."

Hearing this, Luke turned his head and looked at Trela ​​with a strange expression: "You are not raising me as your son, are you?"

"When I went out with you recently, someone did mistake us for mother and son. Should I call you mom?"

Trela ​​said calmly.

At first, when the two of them went out, they would be regarded as a normal couple. Gradually, it transitioned to a relationship between an older woman and a younger man. Soon after, some people regarded Lu Ke as her adopted lover. In recent years, they are more often regarded as mother and son.

Luke shook his head, eliciting a sigh from Trela.

"It's not fair. I call you daddy."

"I told you a long time ago not to scream."

The two men walked out hand in hand, got on the carriage that had been prepared in advance, and staggered back to the Campbell Mansion that was gradually becoming unfamiliar.

At the door, Amir and Sally were waiting for them.

"You guys are really slow."

Amir still had a bit of the moisture of the late autumn morning on his body. He seemed to have been standing for quite a while, and there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his aged voice.

"Aren't we the first ones to arrive?"

Lu Ke raised his eyebrows. There was not even a single carriage parked near the mansion.

"I've been waiting for you since early morning. We haven't seen each other for five or six years. Can't you be a little more enthusiastic?" Amir complained as he led the two of them to the inner room to sit down.

Twenty years have passed since they moved out of the mansion. Amir is now fifty-eight years old. His once strong body has slowly shrunk, and his golden hair has turned lighter and whiter. In this world where the average human life expectancy is less than seventy years, he is already an old man.

Sally and Trela ​​are better off. Both of them have taken good care of themselves and have not aged prematurely like Ms. Royne did. Although they have gradually developed wrinkles and their looks have faded, they are in good health.

"We won't disturb you men from reminiscing about the past."

Sally and Trela ​​walked over, chatting and laughing, discussing some details of the wedding.

After they left, Luke touched Amir's head and felt that his frog son had changed a lot and looked much older than before.

"I'll come earlier next time."

"You better be!"

Amir glared at him and complained to him, "Why are you dressing up so beautifully? It's not enough to show off to me, you also want to show off to my son?"

"Treila had to put it on me. If you're not satisfied, go complain to her."

"I don't dare to do that. If I make her angry, I will make you angry, and then you will beat me up again."

"I won't dare touch you easily in your current state. I won't beat you."

"Who are you looking down on? I can still fight!"

Amir was a little annoyed by this and pretended to stand up and gesture a few times. Seeing that Lu Ke did not stop him, he quickly gave up and barely argued a few words.

"Forget it, today..."

Lu Ke interrupted him, showing a rare interest in teasing him: "Today's weather is not suitable for competition. The grass is too slippery, and you are not in good condition..."

The familiar words made Amir stunned for a moment. He did not laugh or awkwardly change the subject as Lu Ke expected. Instead, he stared at Lu Ke for a long time before speaking.

"The mansion has aged badly in recent years. It was renovated a while ago, and many places were demolished. The lawn where we competed when we were little is gone, but there are still some things left in the utility room. After the wedding, let's go take a look together?" Luke nodded, a little confused by his reaction, "Okay."

After sitting for a while, the noise outside gradually became louder. The guests had all arrived, and seeing that it was almost time, the two of them walked out of the house and came to the wedding scene.

Trela ​​and Sally were working together to give careful instructions to a young man in a groom's suit. The young man had dazzling blond hair and fairly handsome features. He looked 50% like the young Amir. This was the grown-up Anrui.

An Rui's face showed a hint of impatience, but he still suppressed his temper and listened. When he saw Lu Ke, he showed a hint of joy, then seemed to have thought of something and turned his head away with a sour face.

Amir was unhappy at the time. He walked up to the young man and slapped him on the head without caring that his child was getting married today.

"Your uncle specially came back to attend your wedding. Who is he showing his disdain to? Call someone for me!"

An Rui looked at Amir with fear and called out "Uncle Luke" reluctantly.

Lu Ke didn't mind the child's rudeness and smiled as he took out a receipt and handed it over.

"This is a gift for you, happy wedding."

An Rui took the voucher and glanced at it, then slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Patent share of basic attack improvement magic?"

"As long as I am alive, the Magic Association still exists, and the basic attack improved magic is not replaced by a new one, you can continue to receive money. It should not be a problem to cover the daily expenses of the Campbell family."

Without the threat of demons, the Magic Association probably won't change easily. The Corrupted Sage, like other big demons, is hiding in Erde, and the next magic improvement is nowhere in sight. This patent will become the Campbell family's most solid foundation.

"No, this is too expensive."

Amir just shook his head and wanted to return it, but Anrui was unwilling to accept it and apologized sincerely.

"Uncle, I'm glad you came. You don't have to give me such an expensive gift." An Rui glanced at Lu Ke's outfit and his face fell. "It would be better if you could dress more simply. You're stealing all my limelight."

"He's certainly right about that."

Amir, who had the same experience, nodded in approval.

With Lu Ke's insistence, the patent was finally given out.

This wedding was very formal and meticulous, and the process was so normal that it made people feel sleepy.

Watching An Rui and his shy new wife exchange wedding rings and kiss each other, the master of ceremonies announced that the ceremony was over and the two were officially married, Trela ​​sighed.

"I suddenly feel like a normal wedding is not bad."

"Most people would agree that a half-century of meteor showers and flower field magic is more romantic than this."

Trela ​​smiled and lowered her eyes. "That's right."

After the wedding, Amir took Luke to an empty room.

There were some sundries stored inside, but it wasn't messy. Someone must have carefully cleaned it up. In the most conspicuous place were two small-looking wooden swords that seemed to be for children.

He picked up one and handed the other to Luke, chattering like the older Luo Yin back then.

"This is what I left behind. One for you and one for me. Remember to take them with you when you leave tomorrow."

"Ah."

"I wanted to keep the steel sword I used later, but it broke and was disposed of by Uncle Arnold. Do you remember Uncle Arnold? He was our family's butler, the one who was always serious."

"I remember."

"You used to be uncomfortable with the food at home, so you taught Chef Bal some strange dishes. Later, it should be Trela ​​who cooked for you. Are you used to it?"

"After thirty years, you'll get used to the food no matter how unaccustomed you are to it."

"A while ago, a painter told me that my mother had booked a maintenance shop for your painting. Now it looks as good as new. I'll take you to see it later."

"Okay, I'll go check it out later."

"The armor and sword that my mother prepared for me are already damaged. Is your rosewood staff still intact?"

"always there."

As he spoke, Amir sighed and touched a peculiarly shaped pendant on his chest.

This was the graduation certificate that Lanis gave him when he left home to join the army.

"I kind of miss Teacher Lanis, but I sent a lot of people to look for her but she's nowhere to be found. She hasn't come back to see me in 30 years. Even if she doesn't come back to see me, she should at least come to see you."

Luke calmly replied, "Thirty years is nothing to her."

"I know, but I feel like I will probably never see my teacher again in this life."

Amir looked at this playmate who grew up with him. He recalled how he looked like a baby when they first met, how he looked like a teenager when he dueled with swords, and then looked at his appearance as a young man forgotten by time. His eyes felt a little sore.

He turned around, raised his hand to wipe his face, then quickly put it down, his back facing Luke and his voice trembling a little.

"Luke."

"Come back and see me often. I won't live much longer."

(End of this chapter)