The family members sat down one after another, and then the maid carried the plates and placed them in front of everyone. Because my parents were not believers, there was no complicated prayer ceremony before the meal.
After the food was served, everyone started to move. Maya still kept picking up food for Yavi, and Jace kept talking to Herbert in a low voice.
Herbert just nodded slightly after listening and didn't say much.
After breakfast, Yavi wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up.
"I want to share the gifts I brought back with everyone." Yavi's voice made everyone stop.
Everyone moved to the living room and gathered around Yavi. They saw Yavi reaching out and grabbing it in the air. His movements were as graceful as magic. A wooden box with exquisite carvings appeared out of thin air in his hands. The surface of the box had a warm luster, and the corners were inlaid with small silver threads, which shone with a low-key light in the sun.
"This is..." Maya couldn't help but lean forward, and his long pale golden hair fell from his shoulders. Jace narrowed his eyes, and Herbert, who had always been calm, raised his eyebrows unconsciously.
Yavi Opened the box carefully, and with a soft "click", the lid slowly lifted up. There was a deep red velvet padding inside, and two long swords lay quietly on them. The sword body showed a unique dark gray color, like ancient silver that had been touched by the years, or like the deepest sky before dawn. The handle of the sword was wrapped in strong leather, unpretentious but showing the heaviness of the vicissitudes of life.
Yavi gently stroked the sword body, his eyes flashed with pride, and slowly explained:
"This is a long sword made for me by a friend I met at Oxenfurt." His fingertips ran across the dark gray blade, "It is mixed with the silver powder and Dimeritium ore I provided - it is not only extremely sharp and indestructible, but more importantly, due to the existence of silver powder and Dimeritium, they can survive even when faced with monsters or warlocks."
As soon as the words fell, the expressions of Jace and Herbert froze instantly.
Herbert's fingers unconsciously rubbed the armrest of the seat, a rare fluctuation flashed in his eyes, but he soon returned to calmness. He spoke slowly and in a low voice, "This ratio... the materials alone are enough to drive anyone who knows the industry crazy."
Jace took a deep breath and placed his fingertips above the sword. In the end, he didn't really touch it. He just shook his head and said, "Yavi, this gift is too precious."
Herbert nodded, looking away from the sword and looking at Yavi: "You two brothers, use it, I have passed the age of relying on weapons."
Yavi smiled, reached out and pressed gently on the box. "Father, brother, you don't have to refuse." His eyes were calm and determined, "My sword is more pure than these two, so... please accept it with peace of mind."
Jace and Herbert looked at each other and were silent for a brief moment.
Finally, Jace chuckled, reached out and picked up one of the swords, turned his wrist slightly, and the sword blade drew a dark light in the air. "Then I'm not welcome."
Herbert pondered for a moment, and finally reached out to take the other sword. He tapped his fingertips on the hilt and gave a dull response. He looked at Yavi with an imperceptible gentleness in his eyes. "You are willing, my child."
Maya blinked at the side. Although he didn't quite understand the value of these two swords, looking at the expressions of his father and brother, he couldn't help but smile.
Yavi turned around and took out several exquisite gift boxes from his luggage. The sunlight bounced through the window on the gilt patterns on the boxes. He first took out a velvet-backed silver box and opened it gently. "Mother, this is for you."
Lying quietly in the box is a silver hairpin, the hairpin head is inlaid with moonstone, and a dreamlike blue halo flows under the light. Next to it is a glass bottle of the same color, with the words "Citrus Perfume" gilded on the label shimmering. "I remember that you like the fragrance of citrus the most." Yavi's voice was gentle.
The mother's fingertips gently touched the hairpin, and the moonstone cast sparkling light on her palm. "This is so beautiful..." Her eyes were slightly red, and the fragrance of citrus quietly filled the air.
Then Yavi turned to the sister-in-law and took out a dark blue velvet box. "This is for the sister-in-law." The moment the box lid was opened, the star stone necklace shone brightly on the black lining, as if the stars were plucked from the night sky. "Pair it with this bottle of night rose perfume." Yavi took out another perfume with an amethyst bottle, "It is said that the fragrance is most beautiful at night."
The sister-in-law exclaimed in surprise, and the star stone reflected the brilliance of the Milky Way when she tried it on her neck. The fragrance of night roses intertwined with the previous citrus fragrance, immersing the entire living room in a fragrant atmosphere.
"And these." Yavi unfolded two exquisitely crafted dresses like magic. The mother's dress was a moon-white long dress with delicate dark vine patterns embroidered on the skirt. The sister-in-law's was a blue waisted robe. The collar and cuffs were dotted with tiny pearls, which shimmered faintly as she moved.
The happiest moment was when the snacks were distributed. Yavi stretched out his hand and pulled out a bulging snack gift box. As soon as he untied the tie, the two little nieces gathered around it like butterflies smelling nectar.
"Fruit jelly!" "It's chocolate!" Their excited children's voices made the adults laugh. Amy stood aside quietly until Yavi handed her a package of handmade truffle chocolate. "This is Northern Kingdoms's specialty truffle chocolate." When the girl took it, she showed a bright smile.
Jace leaned against the window and watched this scene. The new sword in his hand had been gently sheathed at some point. Herbert stood by the fireplace, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing the lines on the sword hilt, but his eyes softly followed the figures of his family members. The sunlight gilded this warm picture with a golden edge, and even the dust floating in the air became gentle.
The days passed slowly like this. A week had passed since Yavi returned home. Last night, a cavalryman suddenly visited and handed Herbert a letter. After reading the content of the letter, Herbert's eyes slowly became gloomy. Early the next morning, he took Jace to Saint Thomas City to meet the city lord. Jace revealed a little bit that it might be a military meeting, while Yavi had been away from home for a long time and did not understand the situation, so he stayed at home obediently.
During this time, Yavi took time to solve some problems for the people in the village, such as catching the little devil in the cellar of the tavern, cleaning up the water ghosts by the river, and investigating the scary figures in the woods. Apart from cleaning up a few water ghosts, Yavi did not encounter other dangers.
While Yavi continued to clean up monsters outside the village, an abandoned house by the lake suddenly emitted a faint magical atmosphere. This discovery made Yavi very confused, so Yavi approached the hut cautiously. The hut was in great disrepair due to long disrepair, but with the help of Witcher Senses, Yavi still found a series of faint footprints, which proved that someone had been here some time ago.
After entering the hut and finding that there was no danger, Yavi began to look towards the source of the magic. On a small table covered with dust, Yavi saw a letter preserved by magic. This made Yavi really confused. Who would use magic to leave a letter in such a place. After careful inspection, Yavi determined that there was no danger, and then the magic surrounding the letter was released.