Chapter 890 Celtic

Weilin sat aside, watching the scene quietly without saying a word.

If you put yourself in his shoes, I'm afraid he would be the same.

A few minutes later, Celtic suppressed the emotions on his face, sat up, walked down, and wanted to pay his respects to Weilin.

Seeing this, Weilin quickly helped Celtic up.

"You don't have to do this when you are entrusted by someone."

"Lord Weilin, you saved me twice."

"One time, he brought my wife and I back to Qixing Territory, giving us a stable living environment."

"Once was to heal my injuries and give me a new life."

"Anyway, please accept my greeting."

After persuasion failed, Weilin had no choice but to let go of Celtic and accept his gift.

Celtic knelt on the ground with a solemn expression and kowtowed.

After a while, Weilin helped Celtic up and said with a smile: "Your wife has been waiting outside for a long time, go quickly!"

Upon hearing this, Celtic thanked him politely, walked to the door and opened it.

"squeak--"

Hearing the noise, Eleanor, who was pacing back and forth, turned her head to look at the room. When she saw her husband's face, she couldn't help but shed tears. The next moment, she rushed up and threw herself into her husband's arms.

The young man standing next to Lavia looked at the young couple with a smile on his face, and whispered to himself: "My mother didn't lie to me. My father was really handsome when he was young. I thought she was lying to me."

When Lavia heard what his disciple said, he raised his hand, touched his head, and asked with a smile: "Don't say that again in the future."

The boy nodded and answered seriously: "Okay, Master."

Weilin leaned against the door, looked at the affectionate couple, and coughed lightly.

Realizing his surroundings, Celt came to his senses, let go of his wife, and said, "Eleanor, let's eat."

"kindness."

Eleanor blushed slightly and nodded in response.

"Lord Weilin, I will go and set up the venue first. You, Lord Kyle, and Pastor Lavia can wait for a while." Celt turned to look at Weilin, bowed, and said

"Go."

Weilin waved his hand and spoke gently.

After the Celtic family left, Kyle came to Weilin and asked with concern: "Master, are you okay?"

"What can I do?" Weilin spread his hands and replied with a smile, "It's just that I'm a little worried when I see that you haven't got a family yet. I have to find you a wife as soon as possible."

"There's no rush for this." Kyle refused without hesitation.

Pastor Lavia was standing not far away, looking at the two people. He was about to go up and give them some advice, but when he remembered that he was not married either, he stopped.

If you calculate it all, he is almost ninety years old. Although he has become a golden priest and has a lifespan of three hundred years, he still looks like a young man now.

"Forget it. I don't want to."

Lavia shook his head and touched his big bald head. He had a group of lovely disciples, so there seemed no need to be trapped in marriage.

Ten minutes later, the three of them went to the front hall.

At Celtic's cordial invitation, Weilin sat in the main seat, Kyle sat on his left, Lavia sat on the right, and Celtic's family sat in the lower seats.

Looking at the food on the wooden table, although it was just home-cooked dishes, it aroused Weilin's appetite.

"Lord Weilin, do you need any wine?"

Weilin pointed at the thirteen dishes on the table and said with a smile, "Compared to the wine, I want to try these dishes more."

"please!"

Seeing this, Celtic smiled and made a gesture of clearing up.

Seeing this, Weilin did not hesitate and started to enjoy the food.

Kyle and Lavia, who were standing by, looked at Weilin who had turned into a foodie, and stopped waiting and started to enjoy the food.

Looking at the appearance of the three people, Celtic and Eleanor smiled at each other, feeling happy from the bottom of their hearts.

As the sun sets and night falls, Weilin and his two companions bid farewell to the Celtic family and leave Blue Veil City.

At the city gate, looking at the setting sun, Weilin said, "Reverend Lavia, let's say goodbye now."

"My lord, take care on your journey." Pastor Lavia bowed and saluted, responding with a smile.

"The same goes for you. If the Priests College needs anything, go to Andrew. If he can't solve it, come to me." Weilin patted Lavia's shoulder and began to advise.

"My Lord, I will."

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

Kyle put Xiaohong and his mount into the demiplane, then followed his master's pace and flew towards Xingyue Castle.

Looking at the backs of the two people leaving, Pastor Lavia touched his bald head, hummed a ballad, and walked towards the Pastor's College.

After returning to Star-Moon Castle, Weilin greeted Kyle and walked towards the room.

When I opened the door, I saw Xuemia sitting on the bed reading magic books as usual. She is such a diligent arcanist.

"came back."

"kindness."

Weilin slowly came to the bed, lay down gently, then carefully moved to the left and gently placed his head on her legs.

Seeing her husband, Xuemiya temporarily closed the book, gently moved Weilin's body, and carefully placed his head under her chest.

"It's still soft here."

"Don't move, I want to read for a while."

Xuemiya pressed on Weilin's forehead, then opened the magic book and continued reading.

Weilin closed his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a satisfied smile, enjoying the soft touch, and said slowly: "In two days, I plan to go to the Dukedom of Moravia to see my grandfather."

"Have you any more news?"

She knew very well that her husband would only go to his grandfather when he encountered unsolvable problems, otherwise he would have to hide away.

Weilin opened his eyes, looked at Xuemiya, and said with a sly smile, "You are still smart."

Xuemiya shook her head helplessly and said, "Isn't this obvious?"

"I'm praising you, but you don't like to hear it."

"Okay, okay, it's not enough for me to thank you, dear Weilin, so tell me what it is."

Weilin smirked and said, "I won't tell you."

"Forget it. I don't really want to know."

After saying this, Xuemiya turned her attention to the magic secretary and no longer paid attention to Weilin's little actions.

A few minutes later, Weilin stopped what he was doing and said, "We can't talk about this right now. The fewer people who know about it, the better. But I will take you with me to deal with this matter."

"You are the boss, so you decide."

Half an hour later, Xuemiya closed the book, put it on the bedside, looked at her sleeping husband with a doting look on her face, then turned off the magic lamp and began to rest.