86 The Plant-Type Dragon Curtis

Joelson remained silent for a long time.

In the end, he nodded silently.

"Thank you, Leas."

Leas blushed shyly and shook her head slightly.

Joelson pulled himself together and regained his usual calmness and composure.

"Father, please wait for me to come back."

Old Morgan patted Joelson's shoulder and did not say anything.

Joelson had already made him proud enough. Even if he was going to die in the next moment, he did not have any regrets.

Old Morgan said something similar to what Harriet Terrence had said to Joelson.

"Don't put yourself in a dangerous situation. I'm already old, but you still have a long way to go."

Joelson nodded and then looked at Beard.

The clever old man quickly knelt down in front of old Morgan.

"I, second-tier mage, Beard, am willing to forever my loyalty to Viscount Morgan Edward."

There was a smile on Joelson's face as he added, "If... Then you will definitely follow him."