Cultivators at the Wizarding Academy

Chapter 152 Family Arrangements

"Yes! There have been quite a few changes recently."

Atayal's tone was quite wistful, and his answer was irrelevant.

Despite being the daughter of a high-ranking noble family, Greenfield never realized the true power of her clan. She limited her perspective by using her own treatment as a benchmark.

The Red Maple family's assets in the capital are all controlled by the heir, Iska, and the specific amount and scale have never been revealed to Greenfield.

The daughter was raised like an outsider, receiving almost the same treatment as her followers…

What may seem like a harsh approach actually involves certain considerations.

Numerous cases have shown that the more a child is spoiled by their family of origin, the harder it is for them to integrate into a new family.

People who are unable to understand their own position and always think about having a way out often end up suffering more.

She may never gain the trust of her husband's family and spend her life with suspicion and exclusion.

Only by fully siding with the new family can one truly qualify as the matriarch. Anyone who betrays their family will never gain respect or recognition; the ultimate result will be losing more than they gain, becoming a marginalized reproductive tool.

After drinking three bottles of perfect-quality life potion, Tai'an's face regained an unusual rosy glow. His blood and qi threshold recovered to over 95%, and his weakness disappeared.

"Xiao An! Come here quickly, come here quickly!"

Taiya smiled and stepped aside from the center of the sofa, walking around behind Tai'an and affectionately cupping her younger brother's chin: "You've secretly saved up so much money, why didn't you save any for your sister to buy a car?"

Tai'an had forgotten about the incident. After pondering for a few seconds, he couldn't offer an answer. So he simply tilted his head back, offering no explanation whatsoever. "What can you do about it?" he thought.

Taiya frowned, choosing to temporarily set aside her displeasure, and took out a stack of receipts issued by the Noble Council from her spatial ring. The property seizure would only be lifted after the payment was completed.

"Talk to Mussofi, don't come to me!"

"No, you are the heir to the family business and you must take responsibility."

"I'm so busy..."

Taiya had no choice but to wait and report to her parents, as Taian was stubbornly refusing to cooperate.

At exactly 7 p.m., the live stream suddenly started, and the projection flickered violently. Tyron and Dallen appeared on the screen simultaneously.

"Xiaoya! How many people do you need?"

"The more the better."

Inside the soundproof barrier, Taiya lowered her head, picked up the prepared report, and read out in detail the acquired properties and personnel arrangements.

The Splendid Years Club requires at least ten people to operate normally. The Night Inn, basically open 24 hours a day, even with three people working in two shifts, still needs six people per establishment, totaling thirty people for five establishments. The nine chain adventurer taverns each require at least one elite-level tavern manager, ideally with two assistants, totaling twenty-seven people. And if we keep going, we could easily reach a hundred…

Tyron's smile gradually turned serious as he told his daughter firmly, "We don't have that many talented people! We can only accommodate twenty at most in the first batch! You'll have to find a way to recruit the rest. Where's Xiao An?"

While Tai'an was having dinner with his guests, he received a telepathic call from Taiya. He put down his cutlery, got up, and walked to the living room, lazily greeting the live stream viewer: "Dad!"

"You created such a huge mess and then left it all to your sister to clean up?"

"I didn't ask her to take so much! She's insatiable! She's too greedy; she even tried to steal my money to buy the Magic Car..."

"Taiya is doing all this for Blue Rose's benefit! What do you plan to do with the profits from these shops?"

"After deducting daily resource expenses, the funds will be returned to the territory on a monthly or quarterly basis. Taiya is the primary person in charge, while Mussofi is responsible for supervision and assistance."

Tyron nodded in satisfaction: "Good, I will try my best to organize manpower from all over the territory! Don't worry about it, just focus on individual strength."

The live stream abruptly cut off after only seven minutes. Seven gleaming gold coins fell into the pocket of the Spellcaster's Association, so valuable that no one dared to utter a single word.

"Xiao An, you're so generous." Tai Ya hooked her arm around Tai An's neck and whispered in his ear.

Tai'an walked along, expressionless, dragging the bandage on his back. Only when they were back in public, facing the strange looks from the crowd, did Taiya reluctantly let go.

On the list of troublesome women, Taeya consistently ranks first. Beneath her gentle and elegant exterior lies a heart rife with rage and bullying. Perhaps because she doesn't have a boyfriend, her target for venting her frustrations naturally becomes her vulnerable younger brother.

Her parents spoiled her too much, probably because they didn't want Tae-ya to get married.

After all, the Blue Rose Territory is already extremely short of talent and cannot afford the losses caused by the loss of spellcasters. Especially not a spellcaster to whom one could entrust their complete trust!

The sumptuous dinner came to an end, and the noble ladies took their leave.

Aglaia helped tidy up the place. Although she wasn't a maid, she always took on extra responsibilities. The butler appreciated this.

Liadrin, being the daughter of a nobleman, was quite spoiled. Since she began practicing alchemy and demonstrating her value, she naturally stopped doing housework and now doesn't even wash clothes.

Xiaoyu, the maid who was originally scheduled to start work, is still at the Eisenhower Apartments. Her main responsibility is to take care of Elaine, teach her to read and write every day, and help her read magic books.

Tai'an couldn't maintain the patience of a teacher forever, so he came up with a good way for the two of them to learn together. The content was limited to level 0 magic tricks; higher-level spells had a chance of posing a danger to themselves and others, so it was impossible to try them in a confined room.

Time will prove its effectiveness.

Under the night sky, a rare meteor shower occurred, with stars symbolizing disaster flickering brightly and dimly.

In the central area of ​​the three mage towers belonging to the Spellcaster Association, amidst the green gardens, lies a strangely shaped instrument called the Spatial Barrier Tester.

The number, which was originally over a thousand, suddenly dropped significantly.

Nine hundred and ninety-seven…

After thousands of years, we have once again reached a dangerous number.

A lower spatial barrier value means a weaker barrier. This reduces the difficulty of other dimensions appearing in reality. Furthermore, it symbolizes bloodshed and chaos.

"This is bad!" The old mage in charge of guarding the equipment hurriedly reported to his superiors.

Porto, a coastal city.

The underground altar of the Nan Shi family palace.

From the mud, the faces of two powerful figures from the Holy Domain slowly emerged.

Dark Sword Saint Lucas, Mad Blade Salman.

The Grand Duke of Nan Shi stood on the high altar, looking down at the two men with a gloomy expression. The enormous loss felt as if someone had punched him in the heart.

Two top-tier inscription sets, plus the silt from the Netherworld volcano, are extremely valuable strategic resources, beyond measure in monetary terms.

"Tell me what happened. With your combined strength, you shouldn't have been unable to escape. Were you caught off guard and ambushed?"

"No, there's only one opponent."

Lucas made no attempt to conceal the fact that he had lost his life in a single move.

They suspect that their opponent is a god-like being who has evolved in the physical realm or a powerful humanoid being from another dimension.

(End of this chapter)