A green aurora appeared in the black sky, like an endless giant snake in the sky.

Under the starlight, holding an oil lamp, Lawrence walked into the dull stone house.

"Hey~" The sleeping sheep in the stone house noticed the movement and let out a soft cry.

Lawrence quickly closed the door to block out the cold wind outside.

After feeding the Dom sheep some fine feed, he looked at the chickens.

The chicks have long since stabilized and are not as likely to die now as they were when they were young.

Those who couldn't survive it died a while ago, and now all that's left are a bunch of healthy chickens.

"It's time to eat, it's time to eat."

Lawrence spread some feed and headed to where he slept last year.

Lawrence placed the oil lamp on the wooden board and carefully touched the traces of time on the wall.

There are not only scratches recording Sophia's height, but also scratches where Lawrence once calculated time.

It was recorded after the eternal night and when some light could be seen. A year has passed since then.

Starting from today, Lawrence can judge the approximate date from last year's records, such as when spring will come, when the snow will melt, when summer will come, and when it will be suitable to plant and harvest vegetables.

"It will be eight days until the eternal night is completely over."

"After eight days it's time to go out to work."

"In forty-eight days, it will be spring."

Lawrence stood up, and two maids came in from outside, carrying two wooden buckets filled with hot water.

Colin touched the hot water and said quickly: "The water is no longer hot."

Lawrence held up the lamp to illuminate, "Okay, just feed them."

The pigs, chickens and sheep soon had warm, clean water to drink.

The three tidied up the house, quickly closed the door and returned to the cabin.

After entering the living room, I saw Edie and the seamstress washing and drying pieces of cloth next to the stove. These pieces of cloth were children's diapers.

It would be strange for a seamstress not to become pregnant when she sleeps in the house with the farmer all day long.

Now the seamstress, who is just one month old, often comes over to help with things instead of staying in a men's room and listening to three or four men yelling.

The shepherdess is responsible for taking care of the three children in the house. Regloro will come to see the children every day, but mainly to eat the food in the main house.

When Edith and the seamstress saw Lawrence coming in, they quickly stood up and bowed, "Master."

"Well, you continue to be busy." Lawrence responded, and then walked to the fireplace to warm up.

After getting a little warmer, Lawrence felt a little too quiet, so he talked to Navia who came over to buy firewood.

"Navia, besides cooking, what do you do every day?"

Navia replied: "I will help take care of the children, teach Iti and the others our language and poetry, sometimes play cards, and then pray regularly."

Lawrence thought for a while and suddenly said: "Can you dance?"

Navia said cautiously: "No."

Lawrence said: "You can't learn by yourself. You can practice with Colin and Brielle. You can practice by the fireplace in the living room. There is a lot of space here. Move the sofa away, and remember to move it back after you finish." Clean up here."

Navia said happily: "Yes, thank you, Master!"

Lawrence smiled and said: "You can start now. Children don't sleep every day. You can start when they are all awake, preferably after dinner."

"Yes!" Navia responded respectfully, then raised her head and asked, "Master, can you dance?"

Lawrence was very honest, "No, I am mainly training on strength at the moment. As for elegance, I will wait until I have enough strength. You can dance and exercise your posture, so that your body will be lighter."

"Yes, Master." Navia stood there and waited. After Lawrence walked up the stairs and entered the room above, she happily went to find the other two nuns.

Although they quarrel every day, the three nuns can still play together.

Lawrence also has his own circle, the circle of wizards.

When he entered the room and saw three women playing cards again, Lawrence closed the door and said, "Stop playing cards all day, take some time to exercise."

Salil raised her head and looked at Lawrence, "How to exercise?"

Lawrence said: "It's just like a normal fight, teaching Sophia a little bit about fighting skills, or wrestling and strength competition."

Khalan became interested, "That sounds good. I've actually wanted to compete with Salil for a long time."

Lawrence walked to the warehouse, "I'm going to take out the animal skins and spread them on the floor. The four of us will take turns to compete later. Don't hit the face or vital parts! Don't hit hard!"

Kharan felt bored, "How can that be considered a competition?"

Lawrence insisted on his opinion because he didn't want to be beaten and he didn't want Sophia to get hurt.

At Lawrence's insistence, the competition soon took on a more playful and playful tone.

Sariel fights Khalan first.

Both stood on the blanket, grabbing each other's arms.

Khalan was taller and stronger than Sariel, with a butt as big as a millstone.

Her strength comes from her body and frame, and she has strength suitable for her body type.

The next second, Salil, who possesses the brute strength of blood, directly pinned Kehalan's leg with one leg, and violently pushed Kehalan down to the ground with both hands, who also used his strength!

Kahalan didn't expect Salil to be so strong. After falling to the ground, he quickly resisted and grabbed Salil's clothes to drag her over.

The two sides quickly struggled with each other, but neither of them struck hard.

Lawrence found that Kohalan was weaker than Salil, and that Salil was slightly better without using witchcraft.

Sariel's strength is equivalent to four people, Reglo is equivalent to one person, and Kharan is equivalent to two to three people.

Kharan was soon pushed to the ground by Salil and gasped, "No fight, no fight."

Sariel was also tired and sat aside, smiling and said: "You are a little weaker than me."

Kehalan was lying on the ground without getting up. He was lying on his side with his head in one hand and said: "Where is the Delen you are talking about? Is she as strong as you?"

Sariel nodded, "She is more powerful than me. I am usually lazy and don't fight and hunt as often as Delen."

Lawrence smiled and said, "It's not like you don't work all day. You also do a lot of farm work every day. The opportunities for exercise are similar to Delen's."

Salil is very modest in this regard, "Deren is more powerful, my father said so."

Sophia quickly rolled up her sleeves, "Sariel, let me challenge you!"

"Okay~" Salil stood up quickly to meet Sophia's challenge.

Like a lamb, Sofia quickly bumped into Salil.

Not surprisingly, he was hugged by Sariel and thrown on the bed.

Lawrence quickly joined the fray and was quickly taken down.

After a fierce battle, the winner was finally determined.

Sariel was first, Khalan was second, Lawrence was third, and Sophia was fourth.

When he was tired from playing, he went to sleep. Lawrence covered himself with a quilt and lay on the bed.

The four wizards slept together. Lawrence looked at the ceiling quietly and soon found that he couldn't sleep.

"Khalan, are you asleep?"

Khalan opened his eyes, "No, what's the matter?"

Lawrence turned his head and saw that Salyl and Sophia were listening with their eyes open.

Lawrence said: "Have you not encountered an organization where many wizards gather before? Or a country where many wizards gather."

Kehalan explained: "There is a place like that, but wizards need a lot of things, especially since many wizards will go crazy and do dangerous things when they gain power."

"We are all too powerful to gather together."

"Gathering together will not only make us affected by our respective influences, but also make it easier for wizards from opposing forces to kill us all."

"Lawrence, your witchcraft is very powerful. Other wizards can't find you."

Lawrence: "Yeah."

If you think about it carefully, this is also true. If a mage's spell can burn teammates, then the stronger the power, the more dangerous it will be to himself and ordinary people nearby.

Strong control does not necessarily lead to defense. The Poison Witch's ability to maintain defense also seals herself off.

Wizards or magicians do have mysterious powers that mortals cannot master, but this gap can be narrowed with a knife or an axe.

There must have been an era of wizards in the past, but now it should be an era dominated by ordinary people. Wizards and other people with extraordinary powers need to rely on the power of ordinary people.

Someone needs to farm, someone needs to manage the city, and its own control and deterrence will weaken with time and strength.

Lawrence asked: "Are there many nobles of extraordinary blood in each kingdom?"

"Yes, there are many." Kharan said: "The barbarian royal family is the descendant of the Berserker. It is said that Luofen I once killed a fire-breathing dragon."

Lawrence had heard this legend too.

This kind of thing is really difficult to judge.

Luofen I was able to establish a kingdom. He was definitely more powerful than ordinary barbarians and berserkers. He was at least a warrior.

Here in the barbarian kingdom, force is an essential key factor.

Although barbarians like to brag, when it comes to dragon slaying, Lawrence is still willing to believe that Luofen I killed a fire-breathing giant beast.

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