Chapter 31 Isha's Decision

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"Grandpa ......," a sweet voice stretched out in a pouting manner, "You must know where to find the Vatican Sacred Fruit right? Will you just tell me, please?"

If a student of the Imperial Academy saw this scene, their jaws would definitely drop, it was actually that Isabella who blushed and stuttered whenever she spoke, who was now pulling on the hand of a kind-looking old man, pampering and begging in a cute and innocent manner!

"Haha, my little Isabella will also beg? You say, why do you want to Vatican holy fruit, this thing who all want, but even if our family know the specific growth place, but so many years, but no one can successfully pick back a, alas, for this is the loss of a lot of good hands, according to live back to the person said, when you four great-grandfather collection of the holy fruit of the place, there is a may have been more than the fifth level of the Snow Mountain Lightning Falcon! Fifth-order flying magical beast ah! I'm afraid that even a Magical Sword Master wouldn't want to fight against it!"

"Ah, so dangerous!" Isha's face turned pale, worrying about Ling Zhan's trip, thinking that Ling Zhan's brother's strength was so poor, not to mention fifth-ranked magical beasts, I'm afraid that even if he met a second-ranked flying magical beast, he would be a match for it.

What should we do? We must find a way to save Ling Zun's brother!

Isha's heart was filled with anxiety, and she couldn't help but lightly bite her lower lip in contemplation.

The old man gently sighed, his long white eyebrows raised, his eyes full of wisdom, lovingly looking at the family in front of him, a genius girl who could only appear in this family for hundreds of years, the ideal future heir of the family in his mind, suddenly changed the topic.

"Three days ago, on the way of the empire to the great snowy mountains of Vatican, a mercenary corps team of low-level mercenaries on the road to set up a barrier to intercept, the highest level has a fourth-order Swordmaster cultivation, the lowest level is the sixth-order Sword Servant, a total of more than a dozen people, all were killed by a person with a sword, and out of the killing, actually is a young man who even the cultivation of the Swordmaster is less than ... ... ..."

When the old man finished speaking, he looked at Isha, a warm smile spreading at the corner of his mouth, "What a master with a sword!"

Isha blinked her long and dense eyelashes and looked at the old man with some confusion, "Grandpa, what does that have to do with me?"

The smile on the old man's face increased, and those wrinkles looked more and deeper, living like a blooming chrysanthemum: "The name of that young man who killed someone is Ling Zun!"

"Ah ......?" The originally soft and innocent and cute Isha stood up in a hugh manner, her pink and tender little face got serious with anger in her eyes, "Grandpa, you sent someone to follow me?"

"Don't be in a hurry first, little Isha," the old man ignored his precious granddaughter's anger, waved his hand, and said with a smile, "Grandpa always needs to know how good the person our little princess, who has fallen in love with our family, really is, doesn't he?"

"Ah ......" Isha's pink face suddenly covered with a layer of redness, pouting and stomping her feet, "Grandpa, what are you talking nonsense, Isha which likes him, just think that his knowledge of medicinal herbs is even richer than Isha's, just want to help him, grandpa. He's really talented, yet he's treated like a waste, it's not fair!"

"Ooohhh, little Isha is angry!" The old man smiled and didn't get angry, until he laughed so much that Isha was a bit ashamed, then he slowly put away his smile and said somewhat seriously, "Isha, you should understand that your future needs to take on the responsibility of leading the family to continue on. In these recent years, the family seems to be a little too high-profile, and His Majesty, the King, has always been scornful of big families like us, so your burden is very heavy, that is, you need to lead the family to continue to be brilliant, but also need to cover over this too prevalent sharpness. Therefore, in terms of your feelings, grandpa can't leave you to your own devices, ahem ...... Isha, you... won't blame grandpa, right?"

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