His Sub 1

CHAPTER NINETEEN

A/N: Guys, I have made some signs to show for different languages, not to worry. I'll translate below just in case.
Goblin Language:
Ãã Ɓɓ Čč Ðð Ĕĕ Ff Ģģ Ĥĥ Īī Ĵĵ Ƙƙ Łł
A. B. C. D. E. F. G. H. I. J. K. L.
Mm Ññ Õõ Pp Qq Řř ßŝ Ṭþ Űű Vv
M. N. O. P. Q. R. S. T. U. V.
Ẅẅ Xx Ÿÿ Żż
W. X. Y. Z
Parsletongue:
Represented by §
Dracospeech:
Represented by ß
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nimal speech:
Ää ßÞ ĈĈ Ɗɗ Əə Ff Ğğ Ĥĥ Įį Ĵĵ Ķķ Ļľ
A. B. C. D. E. F. G. H. I. J. K. L.
Mm Ŋŋ Øø Pp Qq Ŕŕ Ṣṣ Ťť Ūū Vv Ŵŵ
M. N. O. P. Q. R. S. T. U. V. W.
Xx Ƴƴ Žž
X. Y. Z
That's all for now. Please continue
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Tom walked hand in hand with his father as they went to the front desk. Many people whispered and made way, seeing that the features of the other man were that of the Morningstar family if the powerful aura didn't say anything about it.
{ A/N: Warning change of language to Goblin}
{Ãã Ɓɓ Čč Ðð Ĕĕ Ff Ģģ Ĥĥ Īī Ĵĵ Ƙƙ Łł }
{A. B. C. D. E. F. G. H. I. J. K. L. }
{Mm Ññ Õõ Pp Qq Řř ßŝ Ṭþ Űű Vv }
{ M. N. O. P. Q. R. S. T. U. V. }
{Ẅẅ Xx Ÿÿ Żż }
{ W. X. Y. Z. }
As father and son reached the front desk, the father spoke in a language everyone knew was Gooblebrook (I don't know to spell it), the goblin language.
"Ī ẅãñþ þõ řĕõpĕñ þĥĕ vãűłþŝ õf þĥê Morningstar Family ãñð ãðõpþ þĥīŝ ɓõÿ ĥĕřĕ ãŝ mÿ ŝõñ ãñð mãƙĕ ĥīm mÿ ĥĕīř," The father said as he squeezed his son's hand to him resurance ("I want to reopen the vaults of the Morningstar Family and adopt this boy here as my son and make him my heir,").
The goblin froze after he heard him, the man before was the famous Adrian Simon Morningstar. Although wizards thought of him the descendant, the goblins knew the truth. The goblin soon recovered and answered him.
"Vĕřÿ ẅĕłł, ŝīř, mÿ ñãmĕ īŝ Hawthorne płĕãŝĕ fõłłõẅ mĕ," The goblin said ("Very well, sir, my name is Hawthorne please follow me,")
The goblin, now known as Hawthorne, led the duo through the heavy double doors at the end of the hall.
Behind the doors was a hallway lit up with beautiful colourful lanterns.
"It's beautiful," Tom mumbled.
"Thank you, Young Master for your insight," Hawthorne said, making Tom turn red and Adrian softly chuckling.
They took many turnings before they soon stopped in another set of heavy doors. Hawthorne raised his hand, taking in a deep breath before he knocked.
"Čõmĕ īñ," a voice said from the other side ("Come in,").
"ßīř, ĥĕ īŝ ĥĕřĕ," Hawthorne said, bowing to the goblin at the desk
("Sir, he is here, ").
"Griphook ẅĥãþ ã płĕãŝűřĕ īþ īŝ þõ ŝĕĕ ÿõű ãģãīñ," Adrian said. ("Gripgook what a pleasure it is to see you again,").
The goblin, now known as Griphook, chuckled as Hawthorne left. Adrian moved himself to the chair in front of Griphook while Tom stood beside him.
"Ṭĥĕ płĕãŝűřĕ īŝ ãłł mīñĕ, ɓűþ mãÿ Ī ãŝƙ ẅĥÿ īŝ īþ þĥãþ ãñÿþīmĕ ÿõű čõmĕ ÿõű fłãþþĕř mĕ Łõřð Morningstar?" Griphook asked."The pleasure is all mine, may I ask why is it that anytime you come, you flatter me, Lord Morningstar?").
"Řĕŝpĕčþ īŝ ģīvĕñ þõ þĥõŝĕ ẅĥõ ģīvĕ īþ fīřŝþ," Adrian said. ("Respect is given to those who give it first.")
"Ĥõẅ ãřĕ ÿõűř ɓřõþĥĕřŝ mÿ Łõřð?" Griphook asked. (How are your brothers, my Lord, ")
"Ṭĥĕÿ ãřĕ fīñĕ, ɓűþ mãÿ ẅĕ ðīŝčűŝŝ þĥīŝ łãþĕř Ī ẅõűłð łīƙĕ þõ þãłƙ īñ Ĕñģłīŝĥ?" Adrian asked, and Griphook nodded in understanding.
(They are fine, but may we discuss this later? I would like to talk in English?)
Tom watched his father smile and joke in their language, and he knew that based on his father's smile, he was only teasing them.
"Now let's move to the important matters at hand," Tom heard his father say, his joking demeanour was gone, replaced with a serious tone.
"Ah yes, this is the boy you talked about in your letter the day before, Lord Morningstar?" Griphook asked, pushing his glasses up in a serious demeanour.
"Before anything, I would like for him to take a blood test in case of potion, spells, and blocks," Adrian said.
Griphook snapped his fingers, and another goblin entered into the room.
"Your majesty you called. Ah~ Master Adrian, you have come today after a decade, and I see you've brought a young boy," the goblin said.
"Teller Blackthorn, prepare a parchment for a blood and inheritance test," Griphook said.
"Yes sir," the goblin, now known as Blackthorn, said as he left.