A three-story building in the large courtyard looks a little familiar. On the first floor, there are familiar counters, familiar lounge chairs, and familiar layouts; on the third floor, there are different rooms, unified models, and even the door signs of some rooms look familiar, but only the second floor has slightly changed, and the restaurant has become bigger.

The warehouse in the basement was empty. On the training ground, a little guy waved his swords with his hands, which was not airtight. His little face was covered in sweat, but he was stubborn and refused to end. Not far away next to him was a second-level cat-man female warrior and a second-level fox priest looked at him with pampering face.

"I'm really lazy. I actually copied the layout of the House of All Things in Delake City. It's not that there is no place or money. Isn't it better to expand and improve it slightly?" Little Weir's voice was not very loud, but it was enough to alarm the two second-level maids.

The Catwoman Sky Warrior and the Fox Saint suddenly turned around, and then gave a deep bow to Little Vile. As soon as they were about to speak, they were interrupted by Little Vile and asked them to stand aside. They took the towel and water cup from the Catwoman's hand, and slowly walked towards Xiao Zhengtai, the dance sword.

Apart from a pair of cat ears, Xiao Zhengta does not have many orc characteristics. Compared to Little Weir, she is more inclined to Nicole, and she looks a little cute, but the feeling of bloodlines tells him that this is his son and it is absolutely impossible to be wrong.

The little boy's face was slightly rosy because of the intense exercise just now, and his sweat soaked his leather armor. This was just an ordinary training equipment, and it couldn't even be rated as a level, and it was not magic equipment at all.

Are our families so poor?

Even if the equipment given to my son is not a semi-artifact, the grandmaster-level equipment should be easy, right? When did my son, Virde Declan, become so poor and embarrassed?

"Little guy, take a break and see how hot you are. There is obviously a better training room outside, so why do you have to train in this small and poor environment?" Little Weir brought the child over and wiped the towel gently. The sweat on his face disappeared, and he easily took a trace of strength to restore his consumption.

The magic of light was as good as you want, which made the little guy feel comfortable and almost hummed. His beautiful big eyes narrowed, and his face was full of enjoyment, which made Little Weil feel familiar with petting a cat. This little guy is really a bit similar to his mother.

I just wiped my face and rubbed his little head. It was exactly the same as his mother's expression when she was rubbed by a cat girl back then. She really deserves to be a mother and son, but this is not like myself, and her concentration is still very deep.

"Mom said that this is the place she and dad had stayed at that time, and it was also the place that I remembered the most and once loved the most. She also hoped that I could be happy in this place and have a happy childhood." Xiaoshoutai's words stunned Little Weir for a moment. He did not expect that Nicole would have such a deep affection for the Wanshi House.

"Do you like this place?" Little Weil looked at the little supreme lady in his arms. He snuggled in his arms, looking at his enjoyment.

The little guy nodded and shook his head again, "I like the restaurant very much, but I don't like other places. I like the bigger world outside. But my mother said that as long as I can enter the ranks, I will give me the right to go out casually. I am now an intermediate warrior and will soon become a great warrior and can go out casually like other brothers and sisters."

Little Weir felt a little sad. It would be fine if Nicole was raised by her grandfather back then, but why did she still have to keep her son in captivity? Xuemu World is all his own, and her son should not be subject to such restrictions.

Maybe, I can compensate him for an activity center or an amusement park!

I decided to leave the house for Nicole, and I would build an activity center around my children, and then build a big amusement park for all my children. I would take the children to play in the amusement park and let them call me dad around me.

"Are you my dad?" Suddenly, Xiao Zhengtai asked.

"Yes, I am your dad." Little Weil's answer was very straightforward, without any hesitation, but a little bit ashamed. This was the first time he had seen him after the child was born so long.

"I like you and I like to stay by your side." Xiaoshoutai's words made Little Weir warm all over, "Okay, Dad doesn't go anywhere today, can you always be with you?"

Xiao Zhengtai grabbed his clothes and nodded repeatedly, and then shook his head, "Mom said that Dad is very busy and has no time to see us. I have seen Dad's photos. I know Dad's story. Dad is a big hero. We kids cannot bother Dad too much, as this will distract Dad and cannot do big things."

Little Weil's heart aches slightly. This child is too sensible, but these words should be taught by others. He gently rubbed Xiao Zhengtai's hair and pinched his cat's ears. Little Weil said softly: "There is endless things in the world. Saving the world is important, but it is also essential to accompany his children. Dad has time today and can accompany you well."

While talking, Little Weir held him in his arms and asked softly: "Is there any place I want to go?"

"My Mitchell lives in Alesia's mama's sea park. My mom took me there once, and it was beautiful and interesting. Mitchell likes water very much, and he swims so fast. By the way, does dad know who Mitchell is?"

Little Weil nodded and said, "Of course I know that Mitchell is Little Tic's younger brother and Alessia's son."

At the same time, it is my son. Little Vir added in his heart, compared to Yami's carefreeness and Nicole's sillyness, it seems that Alessia is smarter, and the environment she gives her son is more comfortable and warm.

Blue sky, white clouds, beaches and sea water, a sea paradise covering an area of ​​1,000 acres, all small islands are artificially built, warm, comfortable, clean and tidy. The little prince Mitchell has a maid guard, ten Thunder Nagas, ten clam girls, ten storm mermaids, ten conch girls, and ten marine monsters as pets and mounts.

On the marina outside a small sea palace, two little guys were lying on a lounge chair in beach pants drinking drinks from the maids, chatting without a word.

"Maloy, I have figured out the Rubik's cube you brought. Next time I change it to something more difficult. If it is too simple, it will make me lack IQ."

"Mitchell, if I don't blush when I lie, I almost believe you. My Rubik's Cube is not an ordinary Rubik's Cube. As long as one side is placed correctly, you need to inject magic power next time you turn it. What are you playing with this?" The silver-haired little boy named Maloy, and his mother is Julian, the witch incorporating it.

The little boy Mitchell with six arms smiled and said, "I really can't play the Rubik's Cube with a mechanism trap and a magical cube, but is it difficult to do a magical imitation without magic? Now, Maloy, you said I want to be a great wizard of construction, will Julian Mom teach me?"

"You are a Thunder Naga, and you don't have a good bloodline. What kind of wizard do you want to be a wizard? That thing requires a high IQ."

"Hey, my IQ is also very high, okay? I can disassemble the toys you bring to me and assemble them back. Except for the magic part, it is not a problem to copy it by yourself. I think I am quite suitable to be a wizard."

"No, don't think you think, I think you should be your Thunder Naga honestly. I don't want to be complained by Alessia's mother. You know, a lot of my things are from her. Lei Ya's mother is too stingy, even if she is very stingy."

"Haha, is Leya's mother stingy? You open your mouth and just have a box of magic materials, most of which are very dangerous. Only if Leya's mother can agree to it will be a ghost. You are a little brat, only the strength of a second-level wizard apprentice. Who can rest assured to use such dangerous things?"

"Oh, the world of genius is indeed a genius. If it were a father, he would definitely understand and support me."

"Sorry, kid, I think kids should look like kids. How did your unreliable mother teach you?" Little Wel's voice sounded behind them, looking at a small trigger goblin bomb in his hand, with black lines on his forehead.
Chapter completed!