There is a lord who just wants to draw cards, what's wrong with that?

It happened to be a turbulent period when the tribes of the western countries were merging. The local society was so chaotic that he was a little overwhelmed. Seeing that the time was almost up, he could not wait to escape.

The eldest brother, Argyle, chose to gain experience in various countries in the Central Plains.

Located in the Central Plains, which is rich in resources and has vast and fertile land, there are many countries here, but they are generally well developed and conflicts are inevitable between them.

Amid years of conflict and mediation, the technology, culture and policies developed by these countries are very worthy of learning and reference.

After all, this is something that the Lionheart Empire, which unified the entire East, has never encountered.

A year later, when the three brothers had grown to the age of 12 and were old enough to go to school, the trial that every Blofeld member had to go through would come to an end.

Chapter 164 The Feeling of Home

Chapter 164-163- Feeling of Home

The Holy Ephamul Theocracy is located between the Northern Republic and the Lionheart Empire, just above and slightly west of the Empire. It is closer to the Empire than the North.

With this distance, you can ride back to the birth point comfortably.

It was at this moment that his long-forgotten masterful riding skills came in handy.

With this level of riding skills, hula hooping on horseback is no problem, and daily riding is even a piece of cake.

In fact, it's not just horses, because this feat doesn't specify which mounts, so as long as it's a rideable creature, it will work.

In other words, even if there was a dragon, he could still control it, provided the dragon didn't spray him...

Before leaving, Domi prepared two very strong horses, one for himself and one for Afu since she couldn't ride a horse, and one for Forty-Seven. In this way, the three of them and their two horses headed towards the Lionheart Empire.

Passing through the "funeral plain" sandwiched between the six kingdoms of the Central Plains and the empire, the overture played by the dead echoed in my ears.

After passing through the obstacles of natural barriers, they arrived at the fortress on the border of the empire and headed south, because their hometowns were all in the south, the warm place by the sea.

The road conditions in the empire were much better than those outside. The horses ran very fast on them, and within a few days, they saw a small village on the border of Blofeld Territory.

In this pastoral countryside, one cannot help but slow down one's pace and let the scenery before one's eyes disappear.

The horse's mane fluttered in the wind, looking extremely heroic. Domi sat on the horse with his back straight, and the two girls followed beside him.

Looking around, although the crops and farmhouses were covered with a thin layer of snow, every farmer's face was still filled with a happy smile.

"This year, there have been no natural disasters. It would be great if it were like this every year."

"Young Master, there was actually a drought in the summer." Forty-Seven mentioned it.

Fomalhaut's outposts are spread all over the main continent. She can get intelligence from the country in the Church, and then screen the intelligence, select the important ones and give them to Duomi, otherwise Duomi will be overwhelmed by the information of all sizes...

She changed the subject and said, "However, when Madam Grace learned about the situation here, she immediately sent people to create artificial rainfall, which ensured a good harvest in the fall."

Carlos is not the only one who manages all family affairs. Matters related to people's livelihood are under the control of Domi's old mother.

Duomi smiled slightly: "This is why I like this home. Let's go. It's not far from the main city. Maybe we can have dinner before dark."

"Can I come too?" Afu asked a little nervously.

It's good that she can ask. If it's another girl, she probably won't have the courage to ask. Being careless can be a fatal blow to a girl, and she will always win over all the boys she pursues.

"Of course, our family entertains all guests!"

The Blofeld Collar is not very large.

Just as Domi said, they arrived at the main city of Blofield before dark, which was probably the time when white-collar workers got off work and households started cooking.

The magnificent mountain castle still stood atop the high and lonely peak, ablaze with lights.

Duomi and Forty-Seven, who had lived there for more than ten years, didn't feel anything at all. But Afu opened her mouth in shock, looked at it for a long time, and finally uttered - "It's so big!"

"Do all the nobles live in houses like this...castles?! Isn't that too luxurious?"

"That's not the case. Our family is the only one that is special."

Just then, a passerby who was about to close his stall and go home seemed to recognize Duomi.

Blue eyes, gray hair, tall and thin, not very old, exclude the three young masters...

"Huh? Isn't this Master Dominic!"

In this territory, the names of the Blofeld family seemed to have a unique magic that made the people inexplicably feel a sense of goodwill towards them, even though they had never even spoken to them.

As soon as he said this, other passers-by turned around and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Master, do you want to eat apples? They are a special kind that only ripens in winter."

"How was your time out there, young master?"

"Master Dominic is the first one to come back. I thought you would be the fastest one!"

Domi was a little flattered by this sudden enthusiasm. He could only smile and nod, and occasionally reply a few words. If everyone replied, he would be late for dinner.

After breaking out of the crowd, Ah Fu's eyes were still filled with confusion. She asked Forty-Seven:

"Is the captain so popular here? I don't think he is the kind of person who likes to mingle with others..."

"Afu, you don't know this. Blofeld is more than just a ruler to the people of Blofeld Territory."

"what is that?"

“You can’t describe it in words, you have to feel it yourself.”

"Forty-Seven, you've changed... You never kept me in suspense before..."

Forty-Seven, who usually has no hobbies except matcha cake, seems to have found a new hobby. Amusing Afu seems to make him happy.

The young master once said that anything that makes you happy is a hobby.

At the foot of the mountain, the light of the short-distance teleportation array was faintly visible, and the next second they and their horses appeared in the "parking lot" of the castle on the top of the mountain. They could enter the castle by turning left.

The maid who was cleaning snow in the nearby garden thought she was dazzled. Domi, who had been away for more than a year, actually came back?

"Ah... it hurts..."

He pinched his slightly cold face and realized that this was not an illusion, so he immediately put down his broom, ran into the castle and started shouting.

Soon, everyone knew that Domi was back, and he brought with him a strange but heroic little girl with a golden bun.

Kelsey, who was nearby, was the first to rush to the door. When she saw Domi, she went to greet him without hesitation.

Although she is a wet nurse, everyone is here now, so it depends on the occasion.

Just as he was about to speak, Duomi hugged him. He didn't care what others thought. He just wanted to give a long-lost and warm hug to everyone who was looking forward to his return.

Kelsey was stunned for a moment, then she also hugged Domi and said softly and gently: "Domi, welcome home."

Before we knew it, Kelsey, who is already 27 years old, has become a mature young woman. Her every frown and smile reveals a charm that surpasses that of a young girl, which is extremely fascinating.

"Well, I'm back."

Welcome is so simple and profound.

Kelsey took the initiative to separate. She knew that Domi's arms belonged to more people, not just her.

But before leaving, Domi whispered something in Kelsey's ear:

"Tonight... I have a wish, I hope you can help me realize it~"

Just when I was about to ask what the wish was, I found that Domi had already walked away, laughing with a bunch of maids.

Her cheeks turned slightly red with anger. He had just made a pinky promise with her, but the next second he was chatting and laughing with other women. What a scumbag!

At the same time, Catherine, who had just finished her routine work for the day, was about to go back to her room to take a shower when she heard the voices of several maids. The name that she had always been thinking about echoed in her ears again after a year.

She didn't care about anything else and walked towards a certain direction in a daze.

Unexpectedly, Domi was walking towards her, and soon, they ran into each other.

Looking at the stunned Catherine, Domi gave her a bear hug without saying a word.

"Don't... I haven't taken a shower yet..."

"It's okay, Catherine always smells good~"

Then there is old mother Gresa.

"Just come back safely, I'm glad you didn't cause any trouble to the 47-year-old girl, right?"

"I'm protecting her..."

"Then you must tell us about your experiences this year after dinner. Your father and I have been looking forward to it for a long time. Oh, by the way, go meet your father. He should be waiting for you in the study."

He was not surprised that Carlos had known about his return for a long time. Maybe he had known about it when he arrived in the village.

After settling Forty-Seven and Afu, Domi went all the way to Carlos' study.

"Father, I'm back."

"Well, sit down."

There was the chair again, facing Carlos and his desk.

Carlos's majesty was not diminished at all, and sitting in front of him was like facing a lion.

"No matter what, I'm glad you came back safely, but the trouble you caused outside was a bit big..."

Carlos knew his identity as the Death Omen, so he also knew clearly that he was flaunting himself outside under the Death Omen vest.

The only survivor of the magical ruins, the mortal enemy of the Feather Tribe, and the one who teases the Church in women's clothing...

"But as long as I don't reveal my identity, there will be no problem."

"That's right..."

"Besides, I will be going to school soon, so I don't think I will have time to use the identity of Death Omen."

"Hey... just keep an eye on it."

Carlos actually went to Domi for this matter. Children are always naive and willful. Who knows if Domi will go crazy and reveal his true identity one day, so he still has to remind him.

"Oh, yes,"

Just as Domi was about to get up and leave, he suddenly remembered something and sat down again:

"Father, have you ever heard of the name 'Octavia'?"

Carlos's expression immediately changed, becoming very concerned: "Where did you hear that?"

Domi then repeated to Carlos what the Sun King had told him to say, and Carlos heaved a sigh of relief after hearing it:

"Senior Octavia was the most powerful person in our family a long time ago, but she loved freedom and didn't want to be bound by the family, so she chose to leave and never came back."

"After that, every generation has been thinking about how to find this ancestor and have her return to the ancestral temple. Even if you don't tell me, I plan to tell you four siblings about this after you graduate."

All in all, retrieving Octavia's remains or relics has become a side quest for every member of the Blofeld family.

But Duomi didn't really care and expressed his own understanding:

"Perhaps, being enshrined in the ancestral temple after death is no different from losing your freedom for Senior Octavia?"

"I don't know... Anyway, we have to find her first before we can make the next plan. This task is left to you, Domi. If you can't do it, pass it on to your children."

"You can choose not to return to the ancestral hall, but the Blofeld people cannot be bullied outside. You have to make sure of this."

“But how can I be bullied when I’m already dead…” Halfway through his speech, Domi suddenly thought of the many souls he had encountered.

In this magical world, life and death do not seem as clear as the black and white words.

Perhaps the concept of triple death can be applied here.

That is, physical death, spiritual death, and social death. Social death can also be called conceptual death.

All kinds of abstract and outrageous forms can be classified here, and it is also an area that Domi cannot understand with his current knowledge.

So he could only understand the first two.

Obviously, after these countless years, Octavia's body is definitely dead, but whether the soul of such a strong person will be erased by time is still unknown.

A character like the Bronze King was able to survive by relying on his soul until Domi blew up his house, so there is no reason why Octavia couldn't survive until now.

Think about it this way, if someone hijacked her soul through some means or a more powerful force, wouldn't that be "bullying"?

Carlos has a point!

Domi immediately became serious: "I will do my best to find Senior Octavier!"

After that, dinner time was delayed by one hour than usual, and chef Michelson specially prepared a few more dishes.

At the dinner table, Domi told his family about everything he had experienced outside. Of course, he would never talk about some things that were unspeakable.