In readiness for the move, each member of the Hans family busied themselves with packing and reminiscing about moments spent in their old home. Eris was packing personal items with a hint of nostalgia, while Loren helped her, providing support and encouragement.

- "Mrs. Eris, your son is truly gifted. I've never met a child who has an innate talent for Magic!" Loren exclaimed admiringly as she helped pack items into boxes.

- "Thank you, Loren, I appreciate your care. And I would like to ask you for a favor." Eris responded gratefully.

- "I'm listening, Mrs. Eris." Loren replied eagerly.

- "There will come a day when Victor and I can no longer control every move Lawrence makes. Since Lawrence is just like his father, I'm sure that when he grows up, he'll choose the same path as Victor did in his time. The spirit of Adventure. The insane desire to travel and explore the World. I'm being very selfish. I know. But. I want to ask you just one thing: Please, Loren. Be there for Lawrence when he needs warmth and care. Although you are still a child yourself, Loren, I can trust Lawrence to you."

- "Mrs. Eris. We, the Velms, owe our lives to you, the Hans family. We serve you from generation to generation. And fulfilling your request will only be a joy." Loren replied obediently.

- "Loren, please! You owe nothing to our family, especially to us. If our ancestors once saved your family, it does not mean that subsequent generations should give up their will to live! Loren! For Victor, Lawrence, and me, you are not servants! You are our family!" Eris responded seriously.

Loren, unwittingly and not intentionally, threw herself into Eris's arms. Losing control of her emotions, Loren cried and repeated: - "Mrs. Eris... Mrs. Eris..."

Meanwhile, Shelly was bustling around the house, gathering kitchen utensils and household supplies. Hearing someone's cry, she immediately ran to the source of the sound. Seeing Loren hugging Eris, Shelly wanted to approach and scold Loren. But Eris stopped her. Gently tapping Loren on the back, she winked at Shelly.

- "It's okay, all is well" Eris whispered while embracing Loren.

After some time, Loren fell asleep in Eris's arms. The room was warm and cozy thanks to the soft light emanating from the flickering flames in the fireplace. The carpet by the fireplace was soft and inviting and nearby stood a sofa upholstered in dark green velvet, which harmonized with the warm tones of the room. Lifting the girl slightly, Eris carefully picked up Loren, who had fallen asleep on her shoulder and headed to the sofa. She gently placed Loren on the soft pillows, making sure she was comfortably settled. Loren's hair was neatly pushed back so as not to bother her, and a blanket, lying next to the sofa's armrest, was gently draped over her shoulders by Eris.

The fireplace radiated warmth, creating a play of light and shadows on Loren's face, highlighting her calm breathing after a stressful day.

Eris, smiling, adjusted Loren's hair on her face one more time, then continued packing.

Eris approached Shelly and explained everything so that she would not scold Loren. Understanding the whole situation, Shelly and Eris headed to the kitchen. The kitchen was bustling and chaotic as Eris, Shelly, and the other maids were busy packing things in anticipation of the impending move. The air was filled with the aromas of fresh baking and spices, which Shelly was putting away at the last minute. All the shelves, usually bursting with homemade preserves and dishes, were now gradually being emptied.

Eris carefully wrapped clay dishes in paper, and glass bowls were placed in a separate box covered with soft leather to prevent them from being damaged during the journey. On the table, kitchen utensils - wooden spoons, whisks, a hand pepper mill - were neatly arranged. Eris packed all these into a separate wooden box, which Shelly, armed with ropes, was already ready to tie up.

After they finished with the dishes, Shelly and the maids moved to the basement, from where they rolled barrels of wine. They carefully rolled each barrel into specially designated carts to prevent them from breaking during transport. Skilfully maneuvering the barrels across the floor, they checked each for the tightness of its closure.

In the corner of the kitchen stood already prepared bags of flour and sugar, as well as several bags of potatoes, which also needed to be taken with them. Eris occasionally glanced at the old clock hanging over the kitchen entrance, tracking how time inexorably approached the moment of departure.

All surfaces were occupied with packing boxes and the items being placed inside. Every step felt like the house was preparing for a significant change, each kitchen item seemingly saying goodbye to its familiar place.

In the center of the kitchen stood an open bag into which Eris carefully placed fabric napkins, tablecloths, and towels - all that would be needed from the first days in the new place. Shelly, after checking that everything necessary was packed, began to help Eris tie the boxes with rope.

Having gathered the last items, Eris and Shelly exchanged looks full of determination and a bit of melancholy, as they were about to leave a home where they had spent so many years. But ahead lay new horizons and opportunities to which they were ready.

Meanwhile, Victor was spending time with Lawrence, deepening his understanding of magic and guiding him on the path of noble use of his abilities. He explained the importance of self-control and responsibility that come with powerful strength.

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Near the front door, almost at the garden, Victor and Lawrence sat facing each other.

"Lawrence, every mage must remember that great power comes with great responsibility. It is necessary to control your emotions and actions, especially in difficult times," Victor instructed his son.

"Dad, I will try to be strong like you and wise so that my actions always bring benefits," Lawrence responded, his eyes shining with determination and admiration for his father.

As they talked, Eris approached them with a smile, seeing how father and son shared a moment of learning.

"Don't forget that power also needs wisdom to guide it. You've already shown that you can be strong, Lawrence, but you must also strive to be wise," Eris added.

Victor, in the short time they had, taught Lawrence to breathe properly and to use as few Mana Particles as possible for magic. He also taught him various techniques, both defensive and offensive.

Soon, the family finished packing by evening, when everything was packed and ready for departure. Victor, after checking the house one last time to make sure all important items were taken, said,

"It's time," looking at Eris and Lawrence. "New lands await us, and I'm sure there are many interesting things ahead. New friends, new opportunities, and new adventures. But most importantly, we'll be together, as a family."

Looking up at the starry sky, Lawrence felt excitement about the upcoming changes. He knew that new challenges and opportunities for growth awaited him. With a heart full of hopes and dreams, he stepped alongside his parents to the wagon that would take them to a new life.

Victor climbed onto the wagon, helping Eris and Lawrence, and took one last look at the village. He nodded to Robert Tors, the new village elder, who waved back in farewell and support.

As the wagon moved, the village slowly shrank behind them, but ahead loomed a new future. Lawrence looked forward with anticipation and excitement, ready to face new adventures and lessons that life would offer.

On a cloudy morning, as the first sun rays barely breaking through the dense clouds illuminated a secluded corner of the countryside, the Hans family, along with loyal servants, slowly progressed along the winding road leading to new lands. Each turn of the wheels of their heavily laden wagon took them further from their familiar home, where every securely tied and packed item symbolized the new life that awaited them ahead.

The road meandered among lush green fields and hills covered with wildflowers. Victor, the head of the family, occasionally stopped to let the horses rest and allow his family to enjoy the fresh air. Once, on a small meadow by a babbling brook, they decided to have a picnic. Eris and Shelly carefully spread an old tablecloth on the grass and took out fresh bread, aromatic cheese, and ripe fruits, preserved from the last harvest.

Lawrence, the little mage, using the rest moment, explored the surrounding bushes and trees, playing with magical spheres that flashed in his hands in various colors, from blue to bright yellow. These tricks attracted the attention of passersby, who watched with interest as the boy flitted between the trees.

Loren, sitting next to Eris, watched Lawrence's actions and smiled, seeing his tireless energy and joy from the mastered skills.

"Eris, do you think he'll handle such changes?" Loren asked worriedly, accepting a cup of hot herbal tea from Eris's hands.

"I'm sure, Loren. He was born for great things. And your support will be extremely important to him, especially when we move and start a new life. Will you be able to be there when he learns to use his abilities in a new environment?" Eris responded, smiling warmly and passing another piece of cheese to Loren.

"Of course, Eris. I will always be by his side. It's my duty and my joy to help your family, especially such a talented child as Lawrence," Loren replied warmly, accepting the treat.

As they talked, Victor watched the scene, feeling satisfaction from the assurance that his decision to leave was correct. He knew that unlimited opportunities were opening up before Lawrence, and his role as a father was to prepare his son for the upcoming challenges.

As evening approached and the sun was setting, tinting the sky with pastel colors of the sunset, the Hans family gathered their belongings and continued their journey. A light evening breeze rustled the leaves of the trees along the road, adding a rustle of silence that accompanied their travel.

Finding a secluded spot by an abandoned mill wheel, they decided to stop for the night. Victor and Eris set up tents and lit a campfire, around which the family gathered to warm up and share stories about Victor's past adventures.

"Remember, every adventure begins with a first step," Victor began, looking at the sparkling sparks of the campfire, "and every step teaches us something new. Today we stand on the threshold of a new beginning, and I'm sure this will be one of our greatest adventures."

Lawrence listened attentively to his father, feeling excitement about the upcoming changes. He knew that all roads were open to him, and he desired to follow in his father's footsteps, aspiring to become a strong and wise mage, ready to use his abilities for the good of others.

Under the starry sky, the Hans family lay down to sleep, full of expectations for future adventures, new friends, and a new home in unexplored lands.