I let the protagonist of the abuse article change his life [Quick Transmigration]

"He doesn't know." Later, when talking with the family, Jacob Jr. said, "I tried it, and he seems to have a guess about his identity, but it's just another direction-the elf."

His father said something on the other side of the scroll.Little Jacob nodded after listening, "Yes, I didn't tell him. Letting him know about that matter will not do us any good."

Whatever happened to Adrian Langton, the status quo is clear.The Langton family's territory and people were divided up early, and Langton himself served as a lord in another place for two years.And now, he seems to have accepted this fact, and is only discussing the next situation with the Gripen Alliance as the person in charge of the Severn Land.

This is a good thing.Only Langton, who recognized himself as a "Viscount"—at most a "Duke" would patiently bargain with them.Little Jacob even thought, "We can give him back the original Langton. Yes, after all, that place was taken away by slave traders."

He even made clear arrangements for dividing up the spoils after the war.That was enough, and Langdon didn't need to know that he might be the nephew of the old king and the oldest grandson of the previous king.

Old Jacob was obviously very satisfied with his son's performance.Laughter came through the scroll and fell into Wystein's ears.The young man also evoked a smile, with a smug look on his face.

until the end of this call.

Whitestein's smile narrowed a little bit.This does not mean that his previous performance in front of his father was just a disguise, on the contrary, the young man really felt that he had completed the task at hand quite well.The only problem is that-

Little Jacob muttered to himself: "By restoring his identity, he told the Jonah Lin family that the Savien Territory couldn't cooperate with them. Well, I understand. But if he restores his identity, will the people here buy it? Don't they? Don't feel like someone has replaced their lord?"

This question, in the next few days, has a clear answer.

will not.

In the entire Savien Territory, not to mention the entire population, at least [-]% of them have signed various contracts with Adrian.

Indeed, a good portion of those deeds have been released.But even if the remaining part is calculated, it is an astronomical figure that ordinary people can hardly imagine.

In the past, the function of these contracts was only to constrain the words and deeds of both parties in the "transaction".But now, people have discovered its new role.

"Hiss, I feel it, it's really the lord!"

"Does the lord look like this? Then why did he hide his appearance before?"

"Ahem, maybe this is the lord's disguise."

"..." The last person to speak received indescribable stares from the people around him.He shook his head in dissatisfaction, but before he could express his opinion, other people's topics had already turned to "Speaking of which, if the lord is like this, what would the real Lord Fez look like?"

The lord is young and beautiful, and people have great fantasies about the appearance of the knight commander.

Feit returned to the main city in such a fantasy.Along the way, he and the soldiers he took away were baptized by people's eyes.At first they thought it was inexplicable, but when they heard from the people around them what had happened during their absence, the soldiers quietly closed their mouths and looked at the Grand Master Knight one after another.As for the Knight Commander himself, his brows furrowed deeply.According to the statistics of the soldiers, there has been no tendency to loosen for two full days.

The sound of "da da" horseshoes fell on the streets of the city.After a while, Feit and others came to the castle.

He pulled the reins, and the horse's hooves were raised high.In the sound of "Silulu", Feit got off his horse.

He moved swiftly and fluttered, and with his flying cloak, his whole figure was like a big bird with wings spread.

Behind him, the warriors looked at each other.They knew that Lord Knight must be looking for the lord right now, so they themselves...

The soldiers decided: "Go and fix the horse first."

Someone speaks, and the next thing is very logical.

"Yes! After going out for so long, you should take a break."

"Hahaha, the people who stay are probably envious of us." While talking and laughing, he left.When they arrived at the soldiers' residence, they asked about the situation of the main city in the voices of other people, either welcoming or joking.

"What's the matter with the lord?"

"Mr. Firth? . . . well, he hasn't changed in any other way."

"What happened? Ah! Just three days ago, we met the killer."

"The lord became what he is now after that day?...Speaking of which, what has become of the lord?"

While the soldiers were discussing, Feit walked in the corridor of the castle.

The light shines in from the window, dividing grids one after another on the stone slabs.

After a while, Feit arrived at his destination.

Adrian's office.When he pushed the door open, besides Adrian, an elderly clerical officer was also there.

Feit raised his chin slightly at the other party as a compliment.The old clerk returned a slight bow while curling the corners of his lips.

After that, he stood up straight again and assisted the lord to handle the work.

Although surprised by the change of the lord, the clerical officials were more concerned about the fact that Miss Penelope turned out to be a spy.

This makes the old clerical officials who thought their work was shared very regrettably.After relaxing for a few days, I returned to the original rhythm of life.

The only good news is that the knight commander is back.This roughly shows that I can relax for a moment again.

The old clerk was right.The moment he saw Feit, Adrian's eyes changed, and he said to the people beside him, "Ozzy, you go out first."

The old clerical officer left with a pile of scrolls, and only Adrian and Feit were left in the room.

The sunlight was cut by the flower window and cast colorful shadows, shining on Adrian.

Adrian originally prepared countless things to say.But at this moment, he and Feit looked at each other from a distance, and all those words froze in his throat.

At the end, he smiled and said, "You're back."

Feit gave a soft "hmm" and walked towards his lover.

Every step, a little change will happen to him.The lines at the corners of his eyes faded, and the color of his hair deepened... When he came to Adrian, Feit was the knight who grew up with him again.

The eyes of the two collided.As soon as Adrian moved his mouth, Fait kissed him.

His body tensed for a moment, followed by infinite relaxation.

After a while, the lord sat on his table again, with his knight commander in front of him.

"I'm very happy." Faith kissed his lips, cheeks, and even his eyes.

Under the gentle touch on the eyelids, Adrian couldn't help laughing out loud, and said, "Yes."

How did he forget?Obviously, before this, Feit took the initiative to propose to him, it is better to restore the identities of the two.

However, he was the one who listed the reasons at the time and felt that this was not appropriate.

Just as he was thinking, Feit spoke again.

"That killer is nothing to worry about," he said. "They always seem to underestimate me."

Adrian smiled and said, "Isn't this a bad thing?" At least it can reduce the danger encountered by the knight.

Faith shrugged and said, "Unfortunately not in the future."

Adrian sighed with him and said, "That's right—Fayt."

Faith looked at him tenderly and said, "Huh?"

Adrian just felt emotions welling up in his throat.The moment the words came out, I felt that I didn't really want to say anything.

He quietly looked at the knight in front of him.Thousands of words are in the eyes.

……

……

After this day.

People's curiosity was satisfied.What is Mr. Faith like? —Haven’t you seen that brown-haired knight accompanying the lord!

Furthermore, another question they had, "Why did the lord and Mr. Faith hide their identities", was also answered in the newspaper interview.

The whole thing is like this: After the lord was assassinated by the Jonalin family, the knight commander spent nearly two years, and finally found the drugged and unconscious lord in another remote town.The two experienced many difficulties and setbacks, but fortunately they met kind people to help them.The lord who finally recovered his sanity did not dare to show his figure, so he had to use a false name and identity to act with Mr. Knight Commander.

In the process, they encountered the nasty Jonalin's family again.With the cunning and bravery of the lord, they obtained the contract from the slave trader and rescued tens of thousands of people...

Looking at the silver-haired and golden-eyed lord in the newspaper, the people of Severn Territory were full of thoughts.They couldn't be more aware of what such a lord would encounter at the hands of those bastards of the Jonalin family.Fortunately, the knight leader rescued him in time, and the lord was still able to stand up tenaciously after going through that kind of thing, and fight against the Jonalin family!

After the textile factory bombing, the public opinion in Severn's collar boiled to a new height.Little Jacob felt deeply about this when he took the ally contract and left from Severn's collar.

When he got home, he explained the situation at a Gripen meeting and raised deep concerns.

"I'm very worried." Wisetan Jacob said frankly, "Any ordinary villager there can be compared to warriors who have undergone hard training. The warriors there are as powerful as our knights. Not to mention, There is Feit Aaron who is a high-ranking fighter, Adrian Langton who is a mage himself, and the mage who has always been hiding behind them, and it took me a long time to not notice the trace..."

Hearing his last words, some of the people present laughed dismissively.They thought it was Little Jacob's incompetence. How well did the mage hide it so that no trace was left?And what kind of mage can choose not to exaggerate his reputation after having such an astonishing pioneering feat of weaving magic directly into cloth.

"Maybe Mr. Wystein is not ignorant, but just has other ideas." For a while, even such voices that doubted the connection between Wystein and Adrian appeared.

Little Jacob turned blue at this, and looked angrily at the speaker.

He said: "Ellen, even if you were to go, you would only get the same result."

The other party didn't take it seriously: "You might as well say that the method of making cloth was invented by Langton!"

"Impossible." Wystein was very resolute and decisive in this regard, "Langton himself is a dual-system mage of fire and wood." After a pause, he inexplicably remembered Adrian's guess about elves.

But that's not the point, the point is, "He doesn't have such ability... There must be someone."

Just who is that person?

Wystein's voice dropped.He knew that in this matter, he really screwed up.

It's just that his father didn't care about him.He has withdrawn the topic and started discussing with everyone how to deal with the situation on Savien's collar.

As for Wystein, he naturally did not expect that the "mage" who can easily put down the magic cloth and bring fame and fortune is indeed not a stranger to him.

When he was in the main city of Severn, there was a magic shop next to the hotel where he stayed.In that magic shop, the aroma of various desserts wafts out every day.The owner of the store is a man with a handsome appearance and a luxurious temperament. He has the same black hair and eyes as his partner.

The two run the store together.When Wystein went to buy magic materials, the boss' eyes fell on him, and after a while, he showed a meaningful smile.

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