Chapter 539
Chapter 539
Arirang smiled wryly in his heart, then nodded, and followed the guards forward.
Arirang stopped outside a room, knocked on the door, and a gentle voice came from the room: "Who, come in.
After pushing open the door, Arirang saw a beautiful woman in a long black dress sitting behind a table covered with documents.
This beautiful woman is Aliya Bellman, the mayor of Essinger, Ali's mother.
Seeing her son coming, Aliya looked up and smiled, "I'm back. I have worked hard for you during this time."
Arirang shook his head, walked forward slowly, stood in front of 10 Alia, and said in a low voice: "Mom, I heard that many things happened to Isinger recently... Dad..."
Aliya sighed and said: "There is a price to pay, Ali...my child. I know, you love your parents...but you have to remember, it's not just ali
It's also a British thing. What you have to do now is to improve your strength as much as possible...Ali, this time I invited a professor from Northern Europe...he is an authority in this regard. I hope you take his advice well.
Aliya pointed to a painting hanging on the wall on her left, with a man on it.
He is wearing armor and holding a huge sword, as if he is going to charge on the battlefield... That is the picture of a hero.
Arirang took a deep breath and saluted solemnly... This is the first time Arirang visited with such a formal attitude. He even knelt down on the ground, kowtowed three times to the hero figure, and finally stood up.
"Ali, today I will have some servants with you. They are responsible for your safety."
"Thank you, mom!" Alilang said excitedly.
Aliya nodded and waved her hand: "You should rest for a while."
Arirang left the room...he went to the next room and closed the door. The room is decorated classically and luxuriously, with fuchsia curtains and some flowers in the room
It seems that this room has not been lived in for a long time, but the bed is covered with soft bedding, and there is even a laptop next to it.
"I'm going to start training."
Arirang took off his clothes and walked to the corner of the room, where there was a pile of books. Some of them are books purchased by Arilang in the bookstore.
Arirang opened his laptop, entered his password, and logged in to his account.
When Alilang looked at the 50 million pounds in his account, he couldn't help but frowned, how come you only have such a small amount of money?"
"These are the leftovers from buying potions for you...we have enough rare potions you need. You don't need to worry about it for now." Aliya walked in at this time and looked at the potions. After looking at the screen, he looked at his son again, "Are you going to start practicing?"
Arirang nodded, "Yes, Mom. I want to strengthen myself as soon as possible, and I can't delay it any longer."
Aliya thought for a while and said, "Okay, let me prepare some things for you first. I have already contacted the mercenary union... In the past two days, you will be like your father and go to participate in daily tasks Well, I believe you will get familiar with it soon.
Alilang was sitting cross-legged on the floor.
The facilities here are very complete, even the bathroom is equipped... The difference is that there is no bathtub here, only a few barrels of hot water.
Arirang took off his 910 clothes and jumped into the wooden barrel. The cool spring water instantly soaked his body and stretched it... His muscles were as hard as stones, as hard as steel, and a drop of sweat nothing.
His body is the strongest body.
Arirang closed his eyes, feeling the magic in his body and slowly integrating it into his own spiritual will.
After a long time, he opened his eyes, "My physical fitness is too poor...I can't let this magical power go to waste...I must increase my strength as quickly as possible.
Arirang climbed out of the bathtub at this time, wiped his body clean, put on a new set of clothes, and then walked out of the room——At this time, he looked like a gentleman.
The streets of Essinger are still busy, and the vendors on the streets are shouting about the goods they sell. .
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