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Chapter 45 The Barrett Family!

Magnolia Continent.

Liuyun City.

What was originally a small third-tier city was transformed into a giant fortress.

The streets are wide and clean, and even paved with expensive granite.

Caravans came and went in an endless stream.

The carriage traveled on it without you feeling a single bump.

Even those magicians who usually look down on others have to obediently line up for inspection at the city gate.

That's all.

This city of Flowing Clouds is named Bartley.

The towering black castle in the center of the city exudes a chilling aura of power.

The owners there are two Saint-level powerhouses.

One of them is Raven Bartley, the youngest Saint Realm genius in the history of the continent.

The other is Duke Doug Barrett O, who broke through the ninth-level barrier and stepped into the threshold of the Saint Realm two years ago.

One sect with two sacred domains.

This level of respect is so great that even the royal family of the Yulan Empire would have to politely present their visiting cards at the door.

The castle's back garden.

The sun was shining brightly, and the fragrance of the flowers was intoxicating.

Duchess Jenny, an eighth-level water magician.

Time seems to have left few traces on her face.

On the contrary, her comfortable life and improved abilities have given her a more graceful demeanor than when she was younger.

Just at this moment.

The noble duchess, however, appeared somewhat anxious.

Avril Lavigne.

"Are you even listening to your mother?"

"This is the eldest son of the Rolin family. He is twenty-six years old this year, already a level seven warrior, and very handsome—"

Jenny shook the parchment in her hand, making a rustling sound.

Across from Jenny.

The girl was playing with a ball of water between her fingers.

Avril Barrett.

Her blonde hair shone brightly in the sunlight, and her features were as delicate as a porcelain doll.

"A level seven warrior?"

"Too weak!"

Avril didn't even lift her eyelids when she heard her mother's words.

"weak?"

"A level seven warrior at twenty-six years old—that's a genius even in the entire empire!"

"Your brother back then—"

Jenny choked, feeling a bit disappointed in him.

But she stopped speaking before she could finish.

Comparing him to that prodigal son is indeed inappropriate.

After all, her son, Raven Bartley, was already a Saint-level powerhouse at the age of twenty.

"What about this one?"

"The heir to the Ryan family, a level six mage!"

"Since we're both from the water element, we must have something in common."

soon.

Jenny shook her head and pulled out another portrait.

"I know that guy."

"I met you at the last magic exchange meeting."

"Relying on a few magical artifacts given to him by his family, his spellcasting speed is as slow as a snail."

"If we really fight, I can turn him into an ice sculpture before he can even finish his incantation."

Avril finally looked up and glanced at the portrait.

Her tone was dismissive, showing complete disdain for the so-called heir of the Ryan family.

"This won't work, that won't work!"

"Avril, you're twenty-four years old now!"

"The governor's daughter from the neighboring province is engaged at eighteen!"

"Are you trying to drive me crazy?"

Jenny's chest heaved with anger.

"Mother."

What's the point of getting married?

"Those so-called young talents, they look glamorous, but what are they really like?"

"Lifespan is only a few hundred years."

"When I become a Saint, possessing infinite life, am I supposed to be sweeping their graves hundreds of years from now?"

Avril sighed helplessly.

She stood up, walked to the flower bed, and casually picked a blooming blue rose.

Jenny was stunned.

This girl thinks quite far ahead.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

"Good! Well said!"

"As expected of my son, Doug! He's got guts!"

Before Jenny could even organize her thoughts to refute him...

The middle-aged man who had been lying in the rocking chair next to him, pretending to be asleep, suddenly let out a hearty laugh.

Doug Bartley!

He sat up with a jolt, a satisfied expression on his face.

As the Bartley family's status rose.

They can obtain a large amount of cultivation resources every year.

It is precisely because of this.

Only then can Jenny become an eighth-level water mage.

In just a few years, Avril became a level seven water mage.

In Doug's view

Since we have such good conditions for cultivation.

Their most important task is to become Saint-level experts.

In this way...

Only then can their family stay together forever.

Wait until that time.

Does it matter whether your children get married or not?

"Doug."

"Don't cause trouble here."

"What do you take the Sanctuary for?"

"How many years have you been stuck at the peak of level nine?"

"If it weren't for your son's guidance, would you be where you are today?"

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Jenny glared at Doug.

Of course she could understand Avril's thoughts.

But who can guarantee that Avril will definitely become a Sanctuary?

She didn't want her daughter to have any regrets in her life.

"That's because I have good genes!"

"Otherwise, how could that kid Raven be so freakish?"

"Anyway, I support Avril Lavigne."

"My daughter, Doug Bartley's daughter, will surely become a Sanctuary!"

Doug straightened his back, a hint of arrogance in his voice.

Avril is only in her early twenties, yet she is already a level seven mage.

Although this is largely due to Avril's abundance of cultivation resources.

However, this is enough to prove that Avril Lavigne has good talent.

As long as Avril is willing to work hard in her training, she will definitely be qualified to enter the Holy Realm.

not to mention.

Avril also has an older brother, Raven.

Based on Doug's understanding of Raven.

Whether it's Avril Lavigne or Jenny.

Raven would do everything he could to help them reach the Saint Realm and have eternal life.

Under such circumstances.

Should Avril marry someone who isn't from the Sanctuary?

Doug was the first to disagree.

"you----"

Hearing what Doug said.

Jenny took a deep breath, ready to argue with Doug.

Sudden.

A very faint ripple spread through the garden.

There was no strong wind.

There was no earth-shattering pressure.

Like the morning mist, it silently surged in from all directions, instantly enveloping the entire garden.

Doug's expression changed drastically.

He was already a Saint-level expert, and his senses were incredibly sharp.

But this force appeared too strangely!

He didn't realize something was wrong until the fog enveloped him.

If it's an enemy—

Doug's fighting spirit suddenly erupted, and a crimson light was about to shoot into the sky.

Just then.

A long, slender, fair hand suddenly landed on Doug's shoulder.

In an instant.

Doug felt as if his fighting spirit had encountered a vast and boundless ocean.

All his power was instantly dissolved into nothingness.

"Father!"

"Haven't seen him for years, and you're welcoming your son this much?"

next moment.

A slightly mocking voice rang in Doug's ear.

Doug's body stiffened abruptly.

That sound—

He turned around abruptly.

The parchment in Jenny's hand scattered to the ground with a clatter.

Avril's eyes widened, and her mouth formed an "O" shape.

It was less than two meters behind them.

A young man with black hair was standing there with a smile.

This young man was none other than Lei Wen, who had been away from home for several years.

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