Suddely Became A Child's
The eps 36

Joy's expression turned cold. His eyes darkened.

Curran stared calmly at the sharp sword pointed at him.

"A pretty friendly welcome, Mr. Morgan."

Morgan smiled.

"really?"

"I'm honored by your praise, young Mr. Curran."

Morgan walked past the Curran group. He was standing not far from Curran.

"I look forward to the exciting show you will be giving, young Mr. Curran."

Curran's emerald green net was staring at Morgan's arrogant face.

"What if I refuse?"

Curran asked in a calm voice.

Morgan smirked small. Then his gaze fell on a small child who was carried, but turned his back on him.

"You should do it, because I feel attracted to your adopted son."

After saying those words, Morgan turned his back to them, then walked towards the door of his residence.

Curran's expression turned flat. He wanted to take out his sword, but it stopped when his ears heard Rein mutter.

"Joi."

Sretti.

Sretti.

Sretti.

Joy held up her right hand, which made all the weapons held by the group of people dressed in black slip from the hand.

Joy's expression was flat, her eyes cold.

He did not like humans at all who intended to hurt his first friend Curran, and Rein was the friend he needed to protect.

Morgan turned back to hear the sound of weapons, he saw various swords hovering above Curran's head.

"Continue."

Morgan dropped the order to continue attacking Curran. He wanted to know the strength of Curran who had managed to kill one of the members of the Bloody Moon organization.

Hearing the order, a group of people dressed in black took out daggers from his clothes and floated the weapon towards them.

Bang out!

Bruukkkc.

Bruukkkc.

Bruukkkc.

Joy stretched her left hand to the side, making the black-clothed people bounce far away until they fell down in a loud voice.

Jhon stood in front of Morgan, then put up a shield to protect her.

Moku walked gracefully, he stood in front of Curran. Then knocking on his front legs, before long a circle of fire surrounded the place where the foundation of Curran and Mark.

Joy lowered her right hand. Swords belonging to people dressed in black floated up, then darted around Morgan. With a sharp section leading to Morgan.

Morgan chuckled small. He felt surprised by Curran's growing strength.

"Young Mr. Curran, you're really amazing."

Jamb.

Morgan frowned. He glanced down, and saw a red dagger stuck in his thigh.

"Mr-"

Morgan raised his palm, to keep Jhon calm.

Morgan pulled out the dagger calmly, blood flowing after the dagger came out of his body.

Then, he noticed the red dagger he had in his hand. Then, his eyes were fixed forward. More precisely, looking at the small grin engraved on the face of the pink hair boy.

Rein felt his hands itch to throw a dagger at Morgan. So, he did it when he found an opportunity.

He didn't care if Morgan's face was similar or not. To be sure, that guy really sucks.

The corner of Morgan's mouth twitched. Then form a thin smile.

"You can stop doing it, young master Curran."

"Stop."

Moku looked up to see Curran's face. Then it knocked its front legs back, which made the fire circle disappear in an instant.

[ That's enough. ]

Croft patted Joy's head.

[Drop the gun. ]

Joy put on a pouting face.

~ "What if that human intends to hurt the red man and Cutie pie back?"

[It won't happen. ]

Joy looked at Croft's confident face.

~ "All right."

Joy pulled back her wind power. Making the hovering sword that surrounded Morgan fall down hard.

Buk. Buk. Buk.

Morgan took another small bottle, then poured the blue liquid into the dagger stab wound.

"Jh."

"Serve them well."

Morgan put the small bottle back in, and turned to enter his house with the red dagger he was still holding.

Sretti.

A stream of wind enveloped Morgan's hand, and forcefully snatched the red dagger from his hand. Morgan again stopped his way, glued to the red dagger that floated into Rein's small hand.

"I have to wash it seven times."

Rein muttered little. And then put Rosaly's red dagger back in the inventory room.

Morgan smiled slightly.

"Let's go inside."

Curran nodded. He stepped forward towards the Lester family residence, with Mark walking behind him. Moku gracefully walked parallel to Curran's feet.

Croft and Joy drifted around the right and left of Rein's shoulders.

* * *

Tak.

Morgan put the tea cup on the table.

"Isn't that good."

"By opening up Volker territory, you will get protection, information networks, and power."

"In that way, you will have both internal and external powers."

Curran stared at the blurry reflection of his shadow inside the tea. He had a typical noble smile that looked charming.

"Mr Morgan, diamonds will remain diamonds wherever they are."

Curran drank the tea gracefully, then put it back on the table.

"My decision is final, the Volker region will not be open to the public."

Opening Volker territory to the public is too risky, moreover it is still a new territory.

It would be quite complicated if the counterattack actually happened.

Not to mention, Curran needs to find out about the truth of the existence of a gold mine there.

"You look very confident."

Morgan commented with lips that formed a thin line.

"Of course."

Curran replied calmly, and still maintained his noble smile.

"What if your son asks him to open Volker's territory becomes public?"

The noble smile that Curran maintained, instantly faded and turned into a serious expression.

The corner of Morgan's mouth twitched, seeing the change in facial expression that had happened to Curran when he mentioned about his adopted son, Rein.

"Mr Morgan, have you now turned into a beggar?"

Curran asked by raising one of his eyebrows.

Morgan's gaze turned cold.

"Young Mr. Curran, keep your boundaries."

"That goes for you too, Mr. Morgan."

Curran's low voice sounded unfriendly. The atmosphere in the room started to get a little hot.

Morgan took a long breath.

"Young Mr Curran, my question which part of it crossed the line?"

"Mr Morgan, do you intend to persuade my son to open the Volker region to the public?"

Curran answered Morgan's question with another one.

"What do you think?"

Curran mouth twitching angle. He closed his lips so as not to laugh at Morgan's funny-sounding words to him.

"Mr Morgan, you seem to have forgotten what happened in the morning. Should I remind you of the incident?"

"Young Curran, my question only needs your answer between yes or no."

Morgan felt increasingly unhappy, with the direction of their conversation if continued.

"Maybe."

Curran again put on his noble smile.

"I'll consider it."

Morgan had an expression of relief hearing the sentence.

[Curran, you can go straight back to the Crimson residence. We're going somewhere. ]

Curran frowned hearing Croft's voice sounding in his mind.

'Where?'

[ .... ]

There's no answer.

Curran closed his eyes for a moment, then reopened them.

'Protect my son.'

[ Sure. ]

"Young Mr. Curran, allow my second son to stay with you."

"Hm?"