Bloodline Inheritance, School Gathering

Footsteps echoed as three figures appeared on the gangplank.

"Green!" The moment one of the figures saw Green, she rushed straight into his arms.

Green looked at the person running toward him. It was Ashlyn, and he immediately embraced her! Green looked up at the gangplank, where Eina and Old Green were standing.

Old Green wore a full suit of leather armor, with a Longsword at his waist. Thanks to the Academy's Potion, he had not aged. He looked like a Knight in his forties or fifties, at the peak of his life, with a mature air about him!

Old Green looked at Green with eyes full of gratification, pride shining in his gaze. His back was ramrod straight, like a proud rooster.

Green smiled and gave Old Green a slight nod! Relief showed in his eyes. Now that Old Green had come, Green felt much more at ease.

Old Green was Green's true father. Though they were not related by blood, Old Green was immensely important to Green. That thread of familial affection was what preserved Green's humanity!

Green had been afraid that, over the passage of time, over the past six or seven decades, Old Green's feelings toward him might have changed.

The erosion of time could change many things, but judging by the current situation, Green had merely been worrying needlessly.

Old Green's love for Green was unconditional. Perhaps it was not obvious or grand, but it had always been there.

"Ashlyn, long time no see!" Green looked down at Ashlyn, who had her eyes closed and her head buried against his chest, and spoke gently.

Green was actually very surprised that Ashlyn had come. The three of them had all received aristocratic educations and did not place much importance on emotions. Perhaps they had truly cared