After waking up

This priest was very young and looked very tall even in the fog. After bowing, he turned around very gracefully. However, at the moment he turned around, he directly hit a gas lamppost.

"Bang~"

The collision between the forehead and the metal was extremely clear, and it was very loud in the evening fog. Mulan watched the priest cover his forehead and leave quickly without looking back, and couldn't help but murmur in his heart.

‘What sounds good is a good start! ’

Mulan's mood instantly became happier. The Mulan in this world was not a devout believer before, and the current Mulan was even less so. He did not feel any guilt in making fun of the priest in his heart.

"Sir, do you want me to help you carry the box?"

The carriage driver obviously heard the crisp sound. After looking at it for a while, he looked away and stepped forward to help Mulan carry the box. Only then did Mulan notice that the carriage driver was just a child. From his personal perspective, he was probably too young. Just a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old.

"No, I can just get it myself. Port Valentine is very quiet today."

"Yes, the weather has been bad recently. I heard that there will be a big storm coming soon, so recently, some big ships in Valentine Port have left early, and the war is over. When there was a war before, the port often arrived It’s very lively in the middle of the night.”

"storm?"

Mulan turned around and looked back again. This time he was not looking at the Princess Ness Helier, but at the sea in the distance.

However, Mullan quickly realized a problem. In this relatively backward era, is there such a thing as weather forecast?

"When did you know the storm was coming?"

Mulando asked. This young man was also a talkative person. He was worried that there was no one to talk to, so he naturally continued talking.

"The storm warning has been published in the newspapers for a long time, and everyone knows about it."

"Then how did the newspaper company know?"

The young man scratched his head.

"Then I don't know."

So ahead of its time? Mulan's question was not answered, but he asked no more questions. He was just very curious about the advanced weather forecast, but he was not sure whether it was accurate. In his memory, there was no such thing as a newspaper providing weather forecast.

"Do newspapers now have weather forecasts?"

"Weather forecast?"

The young man was confused for a moment, but he quickly understood the literal meaning.

"It's only in this big storm, but it doesn't happen normally."

"That's it."

Mulan knew that the boy probably had no more information, but the other party's mouth was not idle.

"Sir, according to what Officer Jonest said just now, you came down from the frontline battlefield. Was the battlefield exciting? How many enemies did you kill?"

Mulan frowned and couldn't help but think of the past battlefields, the dead comrades, the souls who died under guns and bayonets, and the corpses crushed by steam tanks.

But when he opened his mouth, Mulan changed into a smiling face.

"The battlefield is not fun or exciting. For a period of time, if you can't get supplies, you have to find food for yourself. You eat weird food. Many people are constipated for half a month and have to choke to death! There are also poisonous insects in the jungle. Many of them can get into your most intimate clothes and suck blood."

The coachman was stunned for a moment.

"Uh, is this like this?"

"War is not fun. I'm a little tired and need to take a rest."

After saying that, Mulan got on the carriage, sat on the seat and closed his eyes, which also stopped the young man from asking him about the medal. He could see that Mulan didn't want to say more.

On the road outside the pier, Alvin was walking quickly while rubbing his forehead. The bump just now was a bit hard, and it was still hurting slightly now. There was probably a red mark on his forehead. He rubbed his forehead and looked back. Glancing at Port Valentine shrouded in fog, there was only a blurry silhouette of the Nice Helier Princess.

"The storm is approaching!"

As he murmured, Ivan couldn't help but think of the young man next to the carriage. There was a faint smell of blood when the man stood there. His eyes swept towards him, and he, the priest of the church, was slightly frightened. That kind of His eyes are so sharp!

This man has definitely seen blood, and a lot of it!

‘Holy Light, may God forgive his sins! ’

At the same moment, at the top of a tower in Valentine, there was also someone in the attic room looking through the glass in the direction of the port. This was an old man wearing a heavy blanket. Of course, there was no ship in his sight. The most conspicuous person was Instead, there is a lighthouse farther away. Of course, the outline of the lighthouse cannot be seen, only the light beam of the lighthouse can be seen.

Then the old man immediately turned around, returned to the desk, picked up a pen, and kept writing. The writing style was very different and the content was extremely weird. One of the large paragraphs was about the storm.

The carriage moved forward smoothly, and only Mulan and Leo, who had finished their business, were left in the carriage. The direction of the carriage was the home of the two brothers. The slight bumps were accompanied by the sound of wheels, and Mulan's narrative was coming to an end. The atmosphere in the car was silent.

After a long time, Leo laughed.

"It's okay Mulan, I believe you, and Old Buck will believe you too. Even if you are really guilty, we will stand by your side."

Mulan's forehead veins jumped, you clearly don't believe it! Where have you heard what I have been saying for so long?

"Thank you Leo, but I repeat, I am not guilty, and I did not run away from the battle. I retired early because of my own initiative. If I am guilty, I will definitely be hanged."

"Well, after all, you are a noble. You have to be decent. By the way, don't tell Old Buck about your trial yet."

Mulan now understands why the relationship between him and his brother was so unharmonious in the past.

"knew!"

Mulan, who was too lazy to talk, closed his eyes and choked out a few words through his teeth. Then Leo suddenly reached out and pinched Mulan's cheek and pulled it hard.

"Hahahaha, this is my brother. He was so mature at the port just now that I couldn't even recognize him. Hahahaha, this feels right!"

"I let go! Let me go! If you don't let me go, I'll fight back!"

"Then you fight back, hahahaha!"

Mulan's cheek hurt and he resisted desperately. The two brothers started to make a fuss in the carriage.

"Officer Jonest, we're here!"

The young coachman, who was very curious about the movement inside the car on the way, stopped the carriage, called out, jumped out of the driver's seat and opened the door.

The car door opened, and the two people who got out were holding a suitcase and covering one cheek, while the other was covering his left eye and rubbing it.

"Uh, gentlemen, you guys"

"We're fine. You go back, little Barr. Go straight home and be careful on the road."

Leo said to the young man. After the latter agreed, he drove away in the carriage with still curious eyes. Mulan stood aside without saying a word, rubbing his hands and licking his cheeks with his tongue. , the person who just screwed must have used all his strength.

"Remember, don't talk nonsense to old Buck."

"Just mind your own mouth!"

Outside a house in a row of streets, the two brothers stood at the door and bickered. Although his cheeks hurt, Mulan felt a strange sense of intimacy. After a fight, he quickly accepted this family relationship.

"Dong dong dong"

There was a knock on the door, and a moment later a burst of footsteps came from inside. The moment the door opened, an old man with white hair but full of energy saw the two people standing in front of the door. His pupils were slightly dilated, and his expression never changed. Confidence quickly turned to surprise, and tears welled up in my eyes.

"Yes, is it Master Mulan?"

The fuzzy memories quickly became clear, and distant images were brought closer in his mind. The scenes of his childhood slid to the moment before joining the army. A relaxed smile appeared on Mulan's face, and he put down his suitcase and stepped forward to hug the old man.

"Grandpa Buck, I'm back!"