As everyone knows, Schicksal's three major families Apocalypse, Kaslana, and Schariac all originated from ancient nobility in the German region.
The current Schicksal Headquarters was only built in the last half-century, so naturally, Shun going to Ana's home wouldn't be on this floating island full of tech and hardcore stuff.
"So you're saying I really don't need to bring any gifts when I visit?" Shun instinctively fell into Shenzhou traditions. As the nailed-on son-in-law of Ana's family, bringing gifts when visiting was perfectly normal.
Like the classic trio: cigarettes, alcohol, tea an absolute must. If there were Feitian Moutai or 1916, even better.
Fortunately, before transmigrating, Shun had just been a clear-headed, foolish college student, so he hadn't been poisoned by such vulgar customs.
Ana thought for a moment and said, "Actually, you don't need to go to that much trouble." Mainly because for Schariac, the bar for "gifts" was set extremely high Ana was worried Shun couldn't produce something suitable.
"It's the thought that counts, right?" Shun said nonchalantly. Actually, he had quite a few good things who did they think his Master was?
With a thought from Shun, a delicate porcelain piece about 30 cm tall appeared in his hand. It was genuine Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain. From the inscription on the body,
It was the famous one offered by Kublai Khan, the Yuan Shizu, to an immortal during his ascension year.
Naturally, he'd swiped it from the old timer. Using it now to borrow flowers to offer to Buddha was perfect.
One day as teacher, a lifetime as father. He believed that once his Master learned his precious antique was being used as a meeting gift for his future in-laws, he would definitely show a gratified expression.
Fortunately, Shun was kind he only emptied nine out of ten rooms and didn't completely drain Fu Hua's pension. The remaining tenth could be saved as milk powder money for little Senti's future birth.
Seeing the blue-and-white porcelain suddenly appear in Shun's hand, Ana's expression was full of shock. Not because of Shun's magical spatial ability she'd already experienced plenty of that yesterday.
She was shocked that Shun could actually produce something this good. Although Ana wasn't a professional appraiser, her upbringing had given her a very high standard of taste. The porcelain in Shun's hand was an instant "big eye-opener."
She hadn't expected Shun to really pull out something impressive. Ana examined it again and said, "This looks like Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain, and the quality is exceptionally excellent."
The kiln craftsmen from a thousand years ago: "Don't underestimate my bond with my nine clans!"
"Hehe, how about this?" For the first time having a chance to impress Ana outside of strength, Shun couldn't resist showing off.
"My dad quite likes collecting porcelain. If we give this as a gift, it should…" Ana thought about her father's hobbies and said.
"Locked in!" With Ana saying this much, Shun was already looking forward to soon meeting his dear in-laws.
"It's over!" Shun sat on a chair in Ana's courtyard, staring at the tightly closed door, his heart filled with desolation.
Only the blooming mountain lilies in the garden could soothe his bitter mood a little. They were alive they made him feel life.
Thinking this, Shun turned the big plastic folding chair under his butt so he could face the mountain lilies in the garden, leaving a back view full of power to the door side.
He hadn't expected that right after meeting his father-in-law, he'd already left a bad impression. Shun's heart was filled with melancholy.
And the cause of all this had to be traced back to not long ago…
In this world, Germany didn't go through two struggles instead, with Schicksal's support, it went all the way with cheats and established Greater Germany.
The Schariac family were hereditary grand dukes of this nation, and Ana herself was titled viscount at birth, to be promoted to count upon adulthood a super young lady.
Therefore, Ana had lived in a rural estate since childhood. Though it couldn't be called very remote after all, major Western European cities were originally the domains of noble lords.
Since harvest was approaching, on the way to Ana's home, the roadsides were replaced by a golden ocean of wheat ears. The wind blew over the wheat waves, making rustling sounds that refreshed the heart and mind.
Distant mountains were also dyed golden, contrasting beautifully with the blue sky and white clouds, forming a picturesque rural scene.
Further ahead, some combine harvesters were at work. By the roadside stood a middle-aged man in a straw hat, hands behind his back, watching the harvesters gather large swathes of wheat, as if it held some special charm.
Shun couldn't help but watch the harvester scene a couple more times, then turned to Ana and said,
"Sigh, the reason European noble lords got swept into the dustbin of history is because they couldn't put down their pride and cooperate with the guys who should've been hanged from lampposts they clung to their little three acres of land…"
Young people nowadays all see us nobles like this? The middle-aged man sighed upon hearing it. Indeed, European nobility had declined. The once-glorious duchies now only retained a few dozen square kilometers. Nowadays, nobles really had nothing worth mentioning except a title and long history.
"Of course, Ana, I'm not talking about your family." Shun immediately started damage control. He'd only spoken from feeling after all, in modern times, while capitalist lords were doing triangular trade, noble lords were still farming.
They sound like a young couple. Looks like the girl's family used to be nobility probably just Junkers though, hmph.
But the other person was also called Ana, which made the man think of his precious daughter. Really, she could have lain at home her whole life.
But she insisted on becoming a Valkyrie. Haven't the Schariac sacrificed enough for Schicksal over the years?
Worship whoever you want, but why worship her aunt? Thinking of his long-departed younger sister and his daughter who hadn't returned in ages, the middle-aged man's eyes filled with old tears.
I really want to see Ana again! I don't know what's so great about Southeast Asia…
"Actually, besides being a bit old-fashioned and stubborn, my dad is quite open-minded. He often plays games and likes watching Arahato too."
Perhaps because she was returning home, Ana's tone became cheerful as she explained to Shun. Her voice was like a melodious robin singing clear, pleasant, and heart-refreshing.
Sigh, am I hallucinating? I actually heard Ana's voice… Ana?! The man snapped awake like from a dream and suddenly turned around.
He saw Shun with his arm around Ana's slender waist, the two pressed closely together, walking toward Ana's home.
At this moment, the flush on the man's face surpassed any hidden words.