I'm the King Of Technology

Chapter 1915  Urgent News!

"Mo… Mother?"

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It took a while for Little Ren's brain to figure things out. But before he could grasp the gravity of the situation, Yaya was the first to rush up to him, hugging him so tight he was about to explode. However, little Ren didn't mind. Most of the time, he was defensive to others hugging him, but he felt strangely happy when feeling the woman's warm embrace. So this is what hugging one's mother feels like? Perhaps because of the bitterness in his past, Little Ren could hardly recall what his mother's touch felt like. It's true that he left Morgany when he was 2 years old, but most 2-year-olds in this era had vivid minds and were already trained to recall things at the drop of a hat. But in little Ren's case, he only faintly recalled a hooded woman hugging him and talking softly into his ears after. Understand that because of his mother's situation, she didn't grow up with him from birth to when he was age 2. To protect him, she stayed away from him as much as she could. So he had never physically seen what she looked like. Fortunately, he had a small portrait given to him by his protector. The portrait was of his mother who stood in a luxurious green dress. Since that time, he found himself talking to the portrait, sharing both good and bad news to his portrait mother. But now, he doesn't need to talk to the portrait but to the actual person. How could he not feel teary-eyed? "Mother? Mom?... MOM!!!!"

After realizing who she was, he returned her hug, almost pushing her down without knowing it. Woooooo~

A waterfall of tears streamed down his cheeks when thinking of all he went through in the past before coming to Baymard. And even though he had a swell time in Baymard, his thoughts would still wander towards Baymard, wondering how she was fairing and holding up there? His happiest times were when she would write to him for Christmas and other holidays. Sure enough, the Jolly spirit of Christmas (SANTA), was quite a good guy since he kept exchanging their letters without asking for any rewards. Milk and cookies? Is that all you require to deliver letters between them, Mother and Son? (:TwT:)

Sniff, sniff… What a good guy Santa was. . With a light chuckle, Landon left the mother and son to themselves. Right now, they were in the castle Wing that little Ren, Little Momo and little Linda lived in. Tilda and her grandmother also used to live in this wing, as well as Mother Winnie and Beri. But one by one, they moved out. Tilda was back in Vienetta, mother Winnie was married here in Baymard and moved into the house she and her husband acquired, and Beri also moved out after buying a property of his own. Of course, at the moment, he had just returned from his mission in Tenola, and would get a 2 months holiday before resuming work. Beri has been in Tenola for 7 months now. After 2 months of rest, he will resume military work, returning back to Tenola for the mission. Those out on missions are on rotating shifts. And those still working undercover in the outside world, simply told their bosses that Beri caught THE FLU and was fighting for his life right now. Understand that this was a harsh world where people dying on the streets were a common phenomenon seen by even toddlers.

They were more likely to believe this lie and take Beri back if the time used for this supposed illness of his didn't take more than 3 months. Think about it. Most Peasants who catch the flu day in a few hours or days in Winter. In spring/summer, they might be able to hold on longer for a month or 2… but holding on for 5 months or even 7 months seems very suspicious. These dirty peasants can't even feed themselves right, talk less of getting proper medication from a hired healer. So where the hell did they get the funds and abilities to stay alive for so long? If Beri stayed out any longer, his Boss would send someone to go to his 'home' on Tenola and check on him to see if he is truly 'ill' or not. .

Additionally, it can make his superiors conclude he was a spy, right off the bat. The weather was warm now, so him being gone for close to 3 months was still believable. Beri had 2 months of vacation and another 2 weeks~1 month of speedy travels to and fro Tenola to Baymard. After he took the hot air balloon and landed on a ship, aircrafts left the ship with him and a few others. The aircraft was by far faster than the ship and was specifically designed for long travels over the waters.

It only descended half way through the journey, on a different Baymardian ship strategically positioned somewhere around Yodan's international waters. It rested there for 2 hours, where various checks were done, before it took to the skies and soon landed on Baymard's soil, on Navy zone. Back home at last. In the end, wasn't it amazing how fast traveling could be when you go AIR? "Ren, in a few months, you turn 10… this is where your real training begins." Little Ren was taken aback, but quickly Bowed in thanks and gratitude. "Understood, Big Brother Landon. I will always strive to do my very best!" He knew that he only had 5 years, after which he would leave Baymard just like Tilda, leaving to not only build forces of his own, but also take the throne. It was funny that he had no ties to the Royals of Morgany's Abian Empire, yet, his brother Landon was very clear that he would become Abian's monarch. Well, a part of him also wished to become Monarch, so he could correct and better that egoistic and cruel place. Either way, all this was something for the distant future. For now, he only wished to think about the woman who was now hugging him gently.

'Thank you, Brother Landon… Thank you Santa… Thank you for making it all come true.'

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Like so, the touching, long-awaited reunion between mother and son finally took place. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Little Ren excitedly told Yaya of his hobbies and his adventures throughout the years. His eyes shone with a brilliance never seen before and his heart was now at true peace, knowing she was going to be by his side moving forward. But while the atmosphere here was warm and fuzzy, the same couldn't be said for that in a fat away land where turmoil was already afoot. "Urgent news for the General!" "Urgent news for the General!!" "Sir, sir, sir… The Adonis are coming!"