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The Buried Fulilian·The Journey Officially Begins: Chapter 6 Philen: Didn’t I wash all your underwear? ·Men Should Like 18 4K

Even though they had known each other for a long time, or even as long as they could remember, the person next to him had hidden quite a lot of secrets from him.

This made Philen unable to control the strange grievance of being concealed. He tilted his head and stared at him intently. After a long time, he closed his eyes, took a long breath, and said slowly:

"... Lord Ash."

"Hmm?"

"What else are you hiding from me? Can you tell me everything?"

"Well... Normally, men should have some secrets, right?"

Even he himself felt that there were too many secrets to count, and many of them could not be told to others.

Just like the one who taught him magic or martial arts... there were only a few that he could tell, and there were many more that he could not tell.

For example, the corrupt sage Guval, the bloody military god Livale, the all-knowing Shulahat, and now there is also Solitaire.

But when Fern puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction and glared at him angrily, Ash could only slightly change his words:

"Actually... it's not such an exaggerated thing, at most it's just a little secret, you can't take off my underwear and study it thoroughly, right?"

"... I washed all the underwear of Master Ash, and I bought it too!"

"Uh, how should I say this..."

Faced with this child who was originally taken care of by himself and now takes care of himself in life, if he really talked about the underwear, he really didn't know how to react.

After covering his face and worrying for a long time, he looked at the angry girl and tried: "Now... let's put this aside for now, okay?"

"Why?"

"Look behind you..."

"Behind me??"

Originally, he had decided that if he wanted to change the subject, he would have to pull Fulilian over and have a good talk with him. Ferren turned back half-believingly.

But he didn't know, he was really shocked when he saw it... It was only when she looked back that she found that most of the people in the village were curiously paying attention to them.

There was no way, in this village that highly advocated martial arts, the boy who defeated the village chief with his bare hands and didn't even dirty the village chief's cloak really made the villagers curious about who he was.

However, they didn't see the key things, but they heard the girl talking about helping him wash his underwear, and the boy was touching her head to comfort her.

This conversation, their actions, and their positions gave people the feeling that they were not just a couple, but more like a quarreling wife... Although Ash said earlier that he was over 90, they found it difficult to digest this bizarre statement.

But when Philen turned around, they remembered that their behavior of watching was not good, and they all turned around and pretended to be just passing by.

This made Philen, who realized that he seemed to have made an incredible speech in public without paying attention, freeze in place as if struck by lightning, but his cheeks were reddening at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After the crowd dispersed, Fulilian, who was too small and was drowned in the crowd, was revealed.

But compared to the villagers who could understand the atmosphere, Fulilian's face was full of question marks.

"What's wrong? Is this something to be ashamed of?" She looked around and observed Fen who was covering his face for a while. Finally, she couldn't help looking at Ash, and asked in confusion: "What is Fen shy about? Isn't that a very common thing?"

"In the past, Haita and my clothes were handled by women hired from the suburbs. Now it's Fen... If we are really father and daughter, it may not be very strange, but you should consider the actual relationship between my appearance and Fen."

"Hmm? It's also normal. What's wrong?" Fulilian stared at his face and tilted her head unconsciously, but she racked her brains and couldn't see any problems.

".... Just pretend I didn't say anything."

After being forced to realize how slow Fen was in this regard, he simply ignored this slow-witted elf and pulled Fen away from the corner behind the building.

Only Fen was left, still confused and troubled, and in the end - she directly put the problem behind her and quickly followed the two people in front.

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Village chief Eustace had been dissatisfied with Ash from the beginning, but after the complete defeat, although he was deeply shocked, he also swallowed the bitterness of the defeat unexpectedly.

Although Ash lacked the pride and reserve of a warrior, and even did not consider himself a warrior, he acted as if he was watching the excitement when they insisted on keeping their white cloaks spotless... Although he did not despise them, he did not respect them either.

But for the strong, Eustace felt that all these could be tolerated... After all, the opponent was far better than himself. Even if he was in his peak state when he was young, he did not think he could win.

And when he really became an opponent, Ash even felt that he had no way to start with than the strongest warrior he knew, the dwarf warrior Azer who had passed by the village and stayed overnight.

Therefore... he naturally had some other ideas.

After serving good wine and food, he changed his previous attitude and his usual harshness towards the villagers, and tried to be as enthusiastic as possible. While pouring him wine, he said insinuatingly:

"Master Ash, you said... you are actually over ninety, right?"

"For now?"

"Do you have any disciples?"

"No."

"Then why not settle down and retire in our village with peace of mind? With warriors like you joining us, if we can teach these incompetent children a few tricks, it will be a huge contribution to our village, the kingdom and even mankind, and it will also We won’t let the legacy of the Braves of the South be cut off.”

Eustace's eyes were filled with fire, and he held his hand earnestly while toasting, almost as if he would not let go until he agreed.

Sure enough, regardless of humans or demons, the attitude towards strangers is basically based on their strength. The difference is that the 21st century advocates money, but this village advocates force? ——This didn’t seem strange, but he didn’t know how to evaluate the other party’s words.

Because even if everyone in this village dies of old age, he himself will not die.

Even if the village's inheritance is broken and the country disappears, he can still survive... At least he doesn't think that this village and country will still exist in a thousand years.

Therefore, facing the village chief's warm invitation, the expression on his face naturally appeared very subtle.

Fulian, who was eating and drinking beside her, suddenly said, "Ash doesn't have that kind of righteousness. Instead of tempting him in this way, you might as well just find him a decent beautiful girl. "

"Beautiful girl? Huh... beautiful girl?" When Eustace heard this, he agreed at first, but soon he would think of other things, and his head could not turn around.

After all, if he is really an old man in his nineties, he is still a warrior with superb martial arts... From a conventional point of view, is it a bit insulting to use a beautiful girl to seduce someone?

But this elf seems to be his companion, someone who is a bad friend? ——Eustace couldn't help but think to himself.

But Fulilian saw that he didn't believe it, so she silently put down the chicken drumstick in her hand, wiped her mouth and said, "This is what he said himself. Just over seventy years ago, when the meteor appeared half a century ago, the beautiful girl who made a wish did not He only wants a normal girl. I hope a girl can watch the shooting stars with him. "

"Ah, ah...I see, it was more than seventy years ago." Eustace understood instantly.

But Feilun, who was still thinking about other things, was shocked when he heard these words. His purple eyes suddenly widened and he stared at Ash who was still drinking next to him.

"...What's wrong? Is this weird?" Ya Xiu turned away awkwardly, not wanting to discuss this issue in depth at this time and on this occasion.

But Fulilian remembered that he was once complained about his age and that he liked girls' excuses, and she couldn't help but say:

"That is to say, there is nothing surprising, right? Isn't it normal for people in their nineties to like eighteen? After all, men will always like eighteen... Well, that's what Ash said."

"Master Ash...!"

"Don't look at me like that... Is this a fact?" Being stared at by Philan was a little frightening, so Ash silently looked at the village chief Eustace, hoping to get his support.

Even though I wanted to criticize him for his disrespectful behavior, Eustace was forced to help him because he had to ask for help from others.

"Indeed, indeed, men are normally like this. Even I... uh... I also..." Eustace was mid-sentence when he noticed the shocked expressions of his two sons beside him. His expression showed that he, who had always been a strict father, really couldn't speak anymore. His face was so red that he couldn't make a sound.

After all, even if he wanted to ask someone for help, he really couldn't be unconscionable and say something that would make his son look down on him.

This embarrassing look made Fulilian couldn't help but smile and bite the chicken leg again, and said casually: "....Looking at others and then at you, I suddenly understood that Haita would still call you shameless when he was dying. The reason."

"That's mainly because I hold Fearon in my arms when I piss him off, right?"

"As expected of you... you can always easily exceed the lower limit of my imagination." Even Fulilian was stunned at this moment.

"Master Ash...that's bad." Feilun also stared at him with disgust, but the scope of his anger did not seem to be that he had been used as a shield when joking with Haita.

However, Ash could only ignore the accusations from his companions, looked at the hesitant village chief beside him, and patted him on the shoulder solemnly:

"Don't care about other people's looks and rumors. You have to know that you are a man! Eustace! Men should not be bound by the eyes of the world, nor should they be bound by age! And as a soldier, you should not care about red tape!"

"...Soldiers shouldn't care about red tape?"

"Just like you care about the issue of the white cloak, if you are too obsessed with not getting the cloak dirty, doesn't it mean that you can only deal with opponents who are far behind you? That is simply bullying the children, either bullying the children, or Just being bullied like a child, such red tape is unnecessary!”

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Ash tried to persuade the village chief, linking their concern about the cleanliness of the white cloak with the fact that men always like eighteen and that his age is not important at all. These two things were linked together.

Eustace's two sons, the youngest son, Hugh Talker, had a look of astonishment on his face: "Brother, what this person said to father seems to make sense, but it seems that he is also talking about strange things... Don't we really need to stop him?"

"Ha, ha ha... I can't stop him. Father only believes in strength. If you can defeat this person, you can give it a try."

Eustace's eldest son, Hugh Talker, who made his father proud with his spotless white cloak, smiled bitterly. Although he was touching his brother's head, his eyes could not move away from Ash for a moment... It seemed that he had regarded him as a target to pursue.

Although he was in his twenties and had almost reached the peak as a warrior, he would go downhill in two years.

Because he at least agreed with the saying that "men should not be bound by age".

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After the banquet, Eustace, with a hint of enlightenment, led the three people to the house used by the guests.

Although it was the same adobe house in the village, the style was also quite old, but it was quite thick.

Its unique building materials and structural features can also ensure that it is warm in winter and cool in summer better than modern concrete and stone houses. It is a very good choice in Ash's opinion.

The roof is supported by carefully constructed beams and diagonal beams, and the roof is covered with thick thatch.

The village chief Eustace talked with him in the corner, and then he promised to do something and thanked him for a while before leaving here temporarily.

But Eustace left, and Philen's face did not show any signs of improvement. He was still angry, and even turned his back with puffed cheeks.

"....Ah, this is because of you. You can solve it yourself. I won't help you."

Flillian, who changed into pajamas, lay on the bed and shook her legs, flipped through books casually, and even bit the biscuits given by the village chief's wife, enjoying this rare leisure and free food, clothing, housing and transportation.

This made Ash, who was still a little worried about how to comfort Fern, notice that a sly smile appeared on his face unconsciously, and he suddenly said without any warning:

"Fern, look! - Fern is eating on the bed!"

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"Ah? Damn...!?"

Even though she was a thousand-year-old girl, facing Ash's backstabbing like a child, Fern was also very excited. She jumped up from the bed and tried to hide the biscuits behind her.

However, Philen, who turned his head subconsciously, noticed these things first, and immediately said unhappily: "——Lord Fulilian!"

"Sure enough, you're angry again..." Facing the child who had taken care of her all the way, Fulilian didn't have any temper at all. She lowered her head with embarrassment and glared at Ash: "... You plotted against me again!"

"It's all because you ate on the bed." He didn't realize that he succeeded, and gloated a little.

But just like that, Philen glared at him again: "Lord Ash is almost the same!"

"...Did I do anything wrong?" He looked innocent.

"You're so old, but you still like girls, and you teach others strange things casually, and even teach other village chiefs bad things. How do you want the villagers to see us?!"

"If you teach them badly... shouldn't it be bad for those who are taught badly?"

"Lord Ash——!"

He subconsciously refuted, and even the anger in Philen's eyes disappeared.

Fulilian followed him and couldn't help but chuckle: "From now on, you have to wash your underwear yourself~"

"Ah... Well, there are no clouds in the sky tonight, so tomorrow will definitely be a good day, right?"

Facing the girl who took care of him like a mother, with that really scary look, he could only lie by the window, look up at the sky, and try to change the subject and ease the atmosphere by talking to himself, but...

"..."

As expected, Philen was not distracted at all, and just puffed up his cheeks, pouted his lips, and stared at him without saying a word, making him want to escape from the scene.

But experience told him that if he ran away directly, Philen would probably get even angrier.

So he could only endure the tingling feeling of his scalp in Fulilian's gloating eyes, and endure Philen's gaze with an inexplicable sense of oppression, and then...

"--Excuse me, Ash...eh?"

The eldest son of the village chief, the strongest warrior in the village-Hugh Thorz appeared at the door like a savior.

But when he saw the situation in the room clearly, his face looked a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a while before carefully asking: "Am I here at the wrong time?"