Children of the Celestial Dragons!

While Imu was leading a group of people on the moon in search of an underground city, a rather special day was also approaching in the Holy Land of Mary Geoise.

The Celestial Dragons of the Celestial Holy Palace are on their first day off at home!

According to the school rules of the Celestial Holy Palace, each student has the opportunity to go home once every three months, for a period of seven days.

Needless to say, all the children chose to go home.

This caused the parents of the Celestial Dragons from the Land of the Gods to gather in front of the large iron gate, peering through the gaps in the iron bars, eagerly awaiting the arrival of the school bus.

At this moment, these World Noble, who were seen as either unapproachable or like demons by outsiders, appeared perfectly normal.

They're just a group of parents eager to see their children.

Honestly.

When it comes to spoiling their children, no group in the world can compare with these Celestial Dragons. Of course, there are also some Celestial Dragons are psychologically abnormal and don't care about their children at all.

However, that kind of person naturally wouldn't appear here.

Half an hour later, five luxury buses with the words "Soaring Dragon Hoof" printed on their fronts stopped outside the gates of the Land of the Gods, immediately eliciting excited shouts from those inside.

"It's finally here!"

"I wonder how my little Eileen is doing. I hope those people aren't bullying her anymore."

"Look, they're getting off the bus! They're getting off the bus!"

At the same time, the great iron gate that sealed off the Land of the Gods slowly rose under the control of the Holy Land Garrison, prompting some impatient Celestial Dragons to rush out and retrieve their children.

What are you doing?

An old man grabbed his son's arm tightly, but the latter cried out, "Father, I see my son! Let go of me!"

"Fool! Have you forgotten the Five Elders' ban? Once you run away, you'll never be able to get back in!" Lambert Saint roared.

"Ah"

Saint Hilbert was stunned, then a look of lingering fear crossed his face. He had really forgotten about that. What a close call!

Lambert Saint's angry roar also alerted the other Celestial Dragons who wanted to escape, causing them to stop immediately, feeling incredibly stifled.

I really don't understand why the Five Elders forbid them from going out.

Even a reason will do!

"Mother!"

I miss you all so much!

Just as the atmosphere inside the gate became strange, the Celestial Dragons children who got off the school bus came running over, shouting and yelling.

This made the adults stop thinking about these unhappy things. After picking up the children, they would ask them how they were doing and then carry or lead them back to their own manor.

The Lambert Saint family had just returned, and they hadn't even had a chance to sit down yet.

Then, the ten-year-old son said in a clear voice to the maid beside him, "Please bring me a basin of clean water, a towel, and soap. I need to wash my hands."

"Ah?"

The maid was dumbfounded. What had she just heard Saint Violet say? "Please?"

Although slavery has been completely banned by law, they are now paid servants who can theoretically leave at any time if they don't want to continue.

But who would dare to bring it up first?

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Lambert Saint, Saint Hilbert, and his wife Saint Ingrid all stared at each other in disbelief.

I said, "Could you please bring me a basin of clean water, a towel, and soap? I want to wash my hands."

Ten-year-old Violet, seeing that the maid hadn't agreed, repeated herself somewhat unhappily, but without the irritability that the maids were familiar with.

"Okay, okay, please wait a moment!"

The maid panicked, quickly bowed, and hurried away to deal with the situation.

Saint Ingrid stepped forward and asked gently, "Son, would you like to take a bath?"

"Mother, I already washed before I came."

Violet looked up and smiled at the other person, then placed her hands into the basin of water brought by the maid and carefully washed each finger.

The movements seemed to follow a certain order and pattern.

However, the three women at Saint Ingrid were more concerned with his smile, which was very peaceful and full of politeness.

Is this really my grandson/son?

Wrong!

Is this really Celestial Dragons's child?

"Let's eat then, everything's ready over there, there's lots of your favorite 'Water Water Meat'!"

Lambert Saint realized what was happening and looked at his beloved grandson with a smile.

"Okay, I'll go change my clothes first."

After saying that, Violet walked towards his room. It was only then that the three adults noticed that his clothes were no longer the traditional attire of the Celestial Dragons.

Instead, it was a well-fitting suit.

He wore a white tailcoat, white striped trousers, a white sleeveless vest over a gold shirt, and a pair of gleaming beige leather boots. A golden 'Soaring Dragon Hoof' was printed on his chest.

"Is this their school uniform?"

The elderly Lambert Saint frowned as he watched his grandson's retreating figure, muttering under his breath, "What is he wearing? How is he any different from those lowly lower-class nobles!"

However, although the parents Saint Hilbert and Saint Ingrid, did not refute it, they felt that their son looked more energetic.

Even the way he walks is full of aristocratic beauty, unhurried and graceful.

Soon.

The family sat around a table laden with delicious food, but as soon as they started eating, the three of them were drawn to the way Violet ate.

The way he cut the meat with a knife and fork, the rhythm of cutting off the next piece only after swallowing it, his upright posture, and his calm expression.

"Violet, how are you doing there? What have you learned? Can you tell me?"

Saint Hilbert could no longer contain himself.

"It's pretty good. Except for the first two weeks when I felt really uncomfortable, I found it comfortable after I got used to it."

Upon hearing the question, Violet stopped what she was doing and began to recall and recount her experience.

"We have to get up at seven o'clock every day to make our beds, wash up, take care of our bodily needs, have a cup of coffee or black tea, and then start physical training at eight o'clock."

"At the time, I felt this was the most painful part. We had to practice all sorts of tiring movements with the instructors. Although it was only for a short fifty minutes, it definitely made us sweat profusely."

"However, the subsequent ten-minute muscle massage was very comfortable, and then at nine o'clock we began a lot of theoretical courses: English Script, Wano Script, mathematics, navigation, and history."

Just as she finished speaking, Violet became somewhat excited.

"Grandfather, Father, Mother, the most interesting thing is history class. Do you know the story of us God of the Celestial Dragons?"

"This"

After a moment's hesitation, the eldest, Lambert Saint, said, "Aren't the God of the Celestial Dragons the ancestors of the various families who founded the World Government?"

No!

"According to historical records, the God of the Celestial Dragons is Lord Imu, who led our ancestors to defeat the Great Kingdom from beyond the heavens!"

"Legend has it that Lord Imu is a true god, so he has no question of lifespan. He simply sleeps deep within the Pangaea Castle, eternally guarding the rule of us Celestial Dragons!"

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When Wang Dong realized he had transmigrated, he was completely bewildered. He initially thought it was just a parallel world with Onmyoji (yin-yang masters), but he soon discovered that things were not so simple.