“God’s Blood?”
“What’s that?”
As soon as this question popped into Renn’s mind, a slight stinging sensation came from where Anderia’s fingertip had been.
Immediately following, a cool power seemed to course through his body, as if searching for something.
Unfortunately, it returned empty-handed.
A moment later, Anderia withdrew his finger, the expression on his face visibly cooling, the gentleness in his eyes completely gone.
He turned his head and said to Mr. and Mrs. Lyon, “It seems I’ve made a wasted trip this time.”
Upon hearing this, Lyon couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, but he also knew the extraordinary efficacy of God’s Blood and couldn’t resist asking,
“Renn’s bloodline concentration… is it very low?”
“Extremely low.”
Anderia stated frankly, “It’s even lower than that of a bastard from a branch family, already on the same level as the servants in the Alexander Family.”
“After I return, I will give a fifth-grade evaluation and record it in the Alexander Family archives.”
Lyon was silent for a few seconds, finally nodding, “I understand.”
“There’s one more thing, regarding the East Rhein Company I mentioned in my previous letter…”
Bringing up serious matters, the two quickly entered a room in the manor for a detailed discussion.
During this process, Anderia never looked at Renn again.
“Your face-changing speed is too fast, isn’t it?”
Renn leaned against his mother’s embrace, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.
Anderia’s attitude at this moment was not one of disgust, but simply indifference.
It was like facing a completely unrelated infant—a stark contrast to the gentleness he had shown just moments ago.
Renn could tell that Anderia had seemed to place high hopes on him earlier, but after testing his bloodline concentration, he was thoroughly disappointed.
However, fifth-grade?
Very low bloodline concentration?
To be honest, when Renn heard these words, it would certainly be a lie to say he wasn’t disappointed, after all, God’s Blood sounded very powerful.
But if he didn’t have it, then it was nothing.
This kind of thing was not something he could decide anyway.
Renn didn’t believe that with his mother’s elven bloodline, Perfect Life Notes, and his own efforts, his achievements would be worse than those with high bloodline concentration.
It was Anderia’s attitude that made Renn not have much good impression of him or the Alexander Family.
“Little Renn.”
Just then, Franka lowered her head, playfully winked at Renn, and whispered, “So what if it’s God’s Blood? We don’t care for it.”
“I’ll tell you a secret, my mother’s background is also very impressive~”
“When you’re a bit older, I’ll take you back to complete the Elven Enlightenment ritual, and then that old geezer will be greatly surprised.”
“Hmph, how dare he look down on my son…”
Franka grumbled with considerable resentment.
Her age was not considered old among elves, and her personality naturally retained a maidenly side.
Listening to Franka’s words, Renn felt warm inside; this feeling of being loved and cared for was truly wonderful.
—This feeling, even in his previous life, he had rarely experienced.
The memories his parents left him in his previous life were more of neglect, suspicion, scolding, and occasional beatings.
Because of this, Renn had long regarded Franka as his true mother.
He silently resolved that when he grew up, he would definitely protect Franka and not let her suffer any harm.
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Time flew by quickly.
In the blink of an eye, Renn was three years old.
The hot summer had passed, and the sea breeze blowing from the ocean carried a hint of autumn’s coolness.
Renn stood on the third-floor balcony, gazing at the vast expanse of blue waves not far away, looking every bit like a little adult.
Two years was enough to change many things.
Renn had grown a bit taller, his strength had increased, and he had mastered the skills of walking and speaking.
Not only that, the Secret Path on the notes had also subtly increased to 1.3.
Now, Renn could basically confirm that this was the effect of “attracting the secret power of the sea” described in Deep Sea Gaze.
Through his parents’ teachings, Renn also gained a deeper understanding of Secret Path.
Normally, ordinary people cannot store Secret Path within their bodies.
Only after embarking on the Secret Path can one complete the awakening of Secret Path, causing an invisible, magical organ to appear in the body.
This “organ” is not a physical object, but a mystical concept.
It can both contain Secret Path and is a prerequisite for extraordinary individuals to use Secret Path, and it is the foundation of all Secret Path professions!
Renn’s situation was like having completed the awakening of Secret Path in advance, but without having mastered the corresponding methods of use.
It was like certain characters in wuxia novels who possess immense internal power but simply don’t know how to use it!
Thinking of this, Renn sighed softly.
“But at least my Secret Path is increasing every day; I can get stronger even while lying down.”
“Compared to those who can only cultivate after awakening, I’ve already won at the starting line!”
Besides Renn’s own changes, the changes on Black Flag Island were also considerable.
The most intuitive point was that…
More and more ships were docked in the island’s port!
Compared to two years ago, the Black Flag Pirate Group seemed to have doubled in size.
Various facilities on Black Flag Island were becoming increasingly complete, vaguely showing a trend of becoming a maritime commercial trade hub.
Renn also heard that his father Lyon’s business was growing larger and larger, and he was gradually transitioning to legitimate operations.
East Rhein Company
Its full name—Lanster Empire East Rhein Trading Company—was the new name of the Black Flag Pirate Group.
However, every time Renn heard this name, he felt a bit strange.
…Why does this sound so much like the name of some colonial company?
Regardless, Renn watched his father’s booming career with joy in his heart.
The bigger Lyon’s business grew, the more comfortable his own future life would be. Wouldn’t it be great to be an ordinary rich second-generation?
If it’s reasonable to hope for a son to become a dragon, then isn’t it also reasonable to hope for a father to become a dragon?
Just then.
The voice of a maid behind him interrupted Renn’s thoughts.
“Young Master, it’s time for class.”
As soon as he heard “class,” Renn’s small face immediately crumpled, but he still obediently said, “I know.”
After realizing Renn was very “precocious,” Franka gradually arranged some courses for him, including reading and writing, as well as the geography and history of this world.
Soon after.
Renn entered a room where Franka, wearing obsidian glasses and holding a pointer, was already waiting for him.
In reality, Franka was not nearsighted, and the pointer in her hand was merely a prop, but she still liked to dress that way.
In her own words, it was to satisfy her urge to be a teacher, and it made her look very intellectual!
Perhaps it was a kind of primitive cosplay?
What could Renn do about his own mother’s hobby?
Of course, he could only accept it.
However, Franka was indeed qualified to be a teacher.
Because she herself was an extraordinary individual of the Secret Path of a Scholar!
