After I became a real young master, I became famous for my bad behavior

Sheen's underground sanatorium.

(The reader did make such a place: this is called realism)

"Wow, this place is really hidden..."

Scott followed the map Sheen drew in the letter, and after arriving in the underground world, he still groped for a long time before reaching Sheen's convalescent area.

The environment here is beautiful. In addition to a small bungalow, there is also a hot spring and outdoor activity area.

Scott went up the steps to the door of the bungalow, knocked a few times and went in.

"Ah, it's Scott here!"

Sean, who had already switched identities (he was Ivan not long ago), was sitting on the sofa, enjoying his rose-scented tea with relish.

However, he muttered in his heart:

"How come it took you over an hour to get here? If there wasn't a teleporter, it wouldn't take so long, right?"

Scott stood at the door, looking at Sheen's leisurely appearance and said:

"Oh, so you've almost recovered. You said your appearance was ruined before - I guess you were just being lazy?"

Sean sat on the sofa and watched Scott close the door and walk in. He directly retorted:

"You can understand it that way. I'm just watching the show, so what?"

Xien picked up the chocolate chip cookie from the plate beside him and stuffed it into his mouth, then continued:

"In fact, my senior brother did pull me out of the fire during the accident. I only injured my leg, and it will heal after some rest."

Then, Sheen changed the subject:

"But the place where I got into trouble was Haines' territory, and they didn't react at all. Don't they just want me to die?"

Scott stood there, he stopped talking:

"It seems... at that time, your death would be beneficial to them."

"Alas!" Sheen sighed helplessly.

"Just think of me as following my uncle's lead and retiring. Anyway, I want to see what Haynes will become without me."

"I can understand."

Scott placed the cardboard box in front of the cabinet, then stood in front of the floor stand, took off his coat, and hung it on the floor stand skillfully:

"This prosperous age is just as you wish. Since you disappeared from people's sight, the cursed disease has been prevalent on the surface. Of course, we in the north have nothing to worry about...

"So, I guess it's because the true orthodox bloodline 'fell' that the south lost the protection of the gods."

(Those who understand will understand. This is what the author said. Delete "I guess" and you will get the correct answer.)

Xien put down the plate and snorted coldly:

"They chose the wrong person. What does it have to do with me?"

Scott sneered.

"This guy is still like usual, he likes to say these "unlucky" words."

"Okay, okay, it's none of your business. Just enjoy your retirement life for the time being! You'll be busy enough in the future anyway!"

As Scott spoke, he took the paper bag and placed it on the coffee table.

"Are there any large plates? Give me one."

"It's under that cupboard. You can reach it if you bend down. What did you bring me?"

Scott smiled, then bent down and took out the large plate.

Then take out the contents of the paper bag:

Ten egg tarts, fruit skewers, red bean buns, and some BBQ meat skewers.

"So many delicious foods!"

Sheen looked at these things and couldn't help swallowing.

(I really didn’t eat much breakfast on purpose, or maybe the breakfast was not enough for Sean)

"Considering the limited variety of food available for underground transportation, I brought you some snacks."

Scott pointed at these things and said,

"I asked the boss lady to bake the egg tarts carefully yesterday when I was doing some personal business. I cast a heat preservation magic on these foods, and they are still hot now. You can eat them directly."

"Sheen muttered to himself: 'That private matter was handled really well...'"

Gudong!

Although he had been to the egg tart shop yesterday using Ivan's identity, Sean saw even more perfect egg tarts on the table.

It’s hard for Sheen not to be moved!

"Wow~" Sheen's eyes lit up.

“Although I watched the boss lady prepare the tarts, they look better than the ones sold in the store!”

He deliberately ate less at breakfast just to put on a show in front of Scott.

He couldn't wait to pick up a piece of egg tart with his right hand, holding the tray for the crumbs in his left hand, and sat in front of the sofa to bite the egg tart:

"Ah~"

It's so satisfying after one bite!

Sean was so happy in his heart - "Apart from the cruelty of the plot, Scott is indeed the one who understands Sean's taste the best!"

(Scott on the side: 'Oops, the teapot is out of water. I'll go boil some water for you to make tea...')

After Sheen ate some food, he put some things in a storage box for the afternoon.

"Crash..."

He filled both cups with fresh, fragrant tea and held one out to Scott.

Scott sat opposite Sheen and talked to her with great interest:

"You should remember, right? I wrote you a letter saying that I became a Knight of the Twelve Stars!"

Sheen answered symbolically:

"Congratulations! It's a pity that I'm 'dead' now, otherwise I would have loved to be there in person to witness your ceremony to become a Knight of the Twelve Stars."

Scott smiled innocently:

"Oh, it's okay. Ivan promised me that he can go. If it doesn't work, you can ask Ivan to record it for you with the video ball~"

Sean thought: "I went there anyway...?"

"well,"

Scott lowered his head and stirred the tea, sighing helplessly.

"Actually, I came here for a personal matter. You know I have something to ask of Ivan."

Sheen stared at Scott with an expression of watching a show:

"Yeah. Otherwise, why would you want to come here? It's definitely not to see me."

...

Sheen said this, leaving Scott at a loss for words.

After a moment's silence, Scott muttered:

"Of course what I mean is... I'll have a chance to come and see you during the week I'm adjusting here, but when I start working officially, it won't be convenient for me to come."

"Oh. It's okay. I support your work." Sheen nodded.

"It's good that I don't have to switch identities back and forth. It's really troublesome."

Scott was overwhelmed by Sheen's generosity:

“No, he is so calm...? This is weird!”

the next day.

The Magic Tower's carriage team set out from the Magic Tower and headed straight to the royal family.

However, some people with ulterior motives had already set up an ambush on the route the team had to take.

Xi Lun stood at the front of the team and asked the guards behind him:

"Hmm? It's a carriage like this, right?"

The guard who secretly monitored Scott yesterday nodded:

"That's absolutely right. I saw that man returning to the Magic Tower. When he went back, he told the coachman that he wanted to use a carriage tomorrow and he was going to the palace.

"This is the only way to the palace. He must be inside."

"OK,"

Xi Lun felt unlucky when he thought about how Scott had embarrassed him a few days ago.

"Isn't it just that you know a little bit of swordsmanship? How dare you humiliate me?"

"Push that carriage down here!"