[HP] Bad Impulse

When the New Year's bell rang, Feite finally set foot on the land of the Aslean family as he wished.

The place is cold because the owners are gradually leaving, and the harsh sound when the door is opened seems to inform the visitors that it is dissatisfied with being neglected.

But the yard and house are clean, which means they are well taken care of.

"Welcome back, Miss, Master Malfoy." The butler bowed respectfully to Fett, with a gleam of light in his cloudy eyes. "The old man has been waiting for you in the old house, and has failed to let those who don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth take a step forward."

"Thank you, butler. But from today onwards, I will be the patriarch of Asrean." Feite took off his coat and handed it to the old butler, looking sternly at the dark street behind him with his purple eyes. "Let someone notify the representatives of the various branches now. I know they all want to see me, and I want to see them too."

"But, at this moment..." The old housekeeper hesitated. "Patriarch, today is the first day of the new year."

"Is there anything special about the first day of the new year? It's a special festival every year! The five elders of Asrean disappeared, and the previous patriarch personally handed over the family to me. If they don't agree, I won't be so gentle." Feite walked quickly to the hall where the clan entertained guests, and stopped at the frontmost position, where there was only a high chair for the clan leader. "Steward, please bring another chair here. I have already been engaged to the young patriarch of Malfoy, and his rights in the Asleyan family will be equal to mine from now on."

Even though he had already received the news, the old butler still looked up in shock: "God... Patriarch, are you serious? I don't mean anything else, but to give a foreigner the right to rule Asrean..."

Feite turned back and looked coldly: "Don't question any of my decisions. Butler, please do this in person, I want them to come to me as quickly as possible!"

The old butler hurriedly said yes, and went to send the letter to someone in person.

Lucius watched the old butler staggered here, worried about whether he would slip and fall, but what he felt more distressed was Feite: "You just flew back to Italy from the United States, don't you want to take a break? Your birthday...I wish we had a romantic setting where I could say happy birthday to you."

"My birthday is not important, and I don't care about it. Now, Asreel is the top priority." Fate looked at the huge oil painting hanging behind the high chair. It is said that the man in the painting is the original Asreel Patriarch Ann.

Feite sat firmly on the high chair. The slightly elevated seat allowed her to easily have a panoramic view of everything in the living room. She seemed to be able to imagine that when Asriel was at its peak, that person came to People go to the scene.

Fate quickly stood up again, waved his hand to turn the high chair into a wide chair, and extended his left hand to invite: "Let's sit down and talk, Lucius, who do you think will come first?"

"That's not necessarily the case." Lucius smiled and sat on the side of the wide chair, "I'm afraid there are only those three people who start to tremble with fear when you come back, and only their power and authority can challenge you."

Feite nodded: "Those three idiot brothers... It's a pity, if they are willing to temporarily form an alliance against me, maybe there is still a chance. But the youngest one has sought the help of Grody Bellos, which is too great Well, I'll save the silliest ones for last."

"Don't be too careless, their roots have been in Italy for a long time."

"It's okay." Feite said in a gloomy and gloomy tone, sitting on the wide chair with his legs crossed, staring straight at the only entrance of the hall. "This is a place where strength speaks. Those interesting rules are made for idiots—and the smart people here never believe in any shit rules."

Lucius sighed lightly: "It really doesn't look like a gentleman or a lady."

Fate turned his head and showed a smug smile, and suddenly heard with his fingers lightly touching the armrest of the wide chair: "Oh? You're here so soon? Lucius, are you ready to receive our first guest?"

"Of course, just let him come here." Lucius suppressed his smile, and sat there with a stiff face and Fate coldly.

The hurried and chaotic footsteps were getting closer and closer to them, and a young man with a similar profile and age to Fate walked in with a smile, and sat on the first chair on Fate's left: "Fate, you should Notify me in advance to meet you."

"Pay attention to your words and deeds. The former patriarch Corianna Antie Aslean retired and gave me the family. I let you come here today as the patriarch—did the people who went there not tell you clearly? Call me patriarch instead of my Christian name." Fett was totally against the youth.

This young man is the third son of the collateral line, about three years older than Fei Te.He brought more than four bodyguards with him wherever he went, but today he came to meet Fei Te with twelve people.

Thinking of this, Feite couldn't help sneering: "Are you afraid of me? Don't, your two elder brothers will be here soon."

The third son of the collateral line was slightly startled, and his tone was slightly cold: "Patriarch? What do you mean by that?"

"It's nothing special. I didn't say hello to the three brothers when I came back. It's just because I was in a hurry to fly to the United States, so today is officially home. I can't wait to meet the three brothers. People from Asrelian Now there is only me, the only direct descendant, and I just got engaged to Malfoy, and the focus in the future is England instead of Sicily." Fate held Lucius' hand and smiled at him.

The third son seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and smiled again: "Oh, I just wanted to say. The news of the marriage between the patriarch and the Malfoy family came back, which made us very happy that the patriarch has a good home. I just missed your order Wedding banquet, you can't miss us at the next official wedding banquet, right?"

Lucius smiled and said, "Of course, Malfoy will send out a formal invitation card to invite you. I have always felt guilty for being too anxious and wronged Fate before."

"Don't say that, we brothers are all aware of what Mr. Malfoy did for the patriarch. Oh...look at me, I thought I needed my help if something happened today, and I have a lot of people with me. Pol, You take seven people out and leave four alone." The third son had a happy expression, and took the time to deal with his own people. "Patriarch, I have been particularly insecure since I was a child, can you understand me?"

"Of course." Feite nodded, "If I were in the same situation as you, there would only be more people around me."

"..." Sanzi's right eyelid twitched, he didn't know whether he agreed with or hurt others.

Lucius coughed twice: "I will too, because Sicily is a very 'enthusiastic' place, and someone must help to dissipate these fiery 'feelings', are you right, Mr. Asleyan?"

"This word is used quite well. The residents on this island are indeed 'enthusiastic'." The third son quickly walked down the steps given by Lucius, "I think the eldest brother and the second brother are coming soon. , their house is farther away from the old house than mine, but if there is no traffic jam on the road, it should be almost here."

Feite smiled and said, "It's indeed here. I feel that two pinches of magic power, which are not very strong, are approaching here together."

"Two groups..." The third son couldn't help but look sideways at Fei Te, "Patriarch, please forgive my recklessness. In fact, I want to tell you that our brothers and the previous generation of patriarchs have fought each other, and the result of the discussion is that we The strength between them is about the same."

"No, you are weaker than your two elder brothers. You know how sensitive the feelings of the direct descendants of Asriel are. If the opponent is Corianna Antie, the three of you will not be able to touch her hair together, for sure She let you go." Feite slowly took out his wand, and suddenly slammed it at the entrance of the living room——

The two men who were about to step in suddenly stopped in their tracks. They seemed to have seen something extremely terrifying, and their faces were cold.

Khan froze in place, motionless.

"Big Brother, Second Brother!" The third son recognized the two men and shouted loudly.

The two people who were suddenly awakened by the shouts trembled, their two pairs of identical light purple eyes were filled with deep fear.The eldest son frowned, took a few steps forward, and stopped at a position ten steps away from Feite: "You came here anxiously on this special day to show us the superb skills you have learned in England. Prank magic? Although you are now the patriarch of Asreen, if you continue to misbehave, it will only make us worry about the future of Asreen!"

"Brother is right. Patriarch, you are still young. We heard from the housekeeper. I am very sorry for the departure of the previous patriarch, but you should act more than the previous patriarch. She is the five former elders." The best patriarch who has been carefully educated." The second son agreed, and then quietly looked at Feite and Lucius who were sitting side by side, and gradually frowned. "Patriarch, you have been wandering outside for many years, but I want to remind you. No foreigner in Asriel can sit with the patriarch. Although Mr. Malfoy is related by marriage, you have exceeded the norm."

Fate was silent, and suddenly laughed abruptly: "Exceeding the rules? Hey, Lucius, listen to what this man said-can you say the word "exceeding the rules" to me? How about the hallucination just now? , I heard from the third brother that you claim to be about the same strength as Corianne Antie, Corinna Antie can solve the silent spell just now without blinking an eye."

The eldest son and son stared at the third son who sat obediently on the chair with livid faces: "What's going on?"

"I don't care what's going on." Feite stood up slowly, and walked towards the three brothers step by step. "I don't know if you guys know my origin, I'm an out-and-out person, I grew up in the most 'lively' street in Sicily, and I only look for one standard - the most capable person has the highest status! "

Holding a gun in his left hand and a stick in his right, both weapons were aimed at the tip of the eldest son's nose, Fate said softly: "I am the new patriarch, I know you don't accept me - give you a chance, the three of you can join hands , The person who defeats me is the next patriarch of Asrean! Half of the magic power of Asrean's blood comes from the name, and if you win against me, I can allow you to become the true direct descendant through naming."

The author has something to say: This article will be over in about a month, please ask in advance if you want to customize printing?Because a singer wants to add his own illustrations and the like, the price of the book will be relatively high. If there is a relative who wants it, I will open two kinds of customization.A more expensive one has four to eight illustrations, and an ordinary one has no illustrations.Again, I love JJ’s custom printing at this time, and I love both magic and martial arts → → Change Weibo or something, this time it must be successful, I have always been messed with these things... In the future, the dynamics of pictures and texts will be posted here!

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