Release that Witch

Film stood behind her wife and smiled as she watched the fine selection of the goods in the stall.

Whenever this time, Irene’s eyes are always extraordinarily serious.

"Actually... every piece of meat is counted by weight, and which one is chosen is the same."

“No!” she refused. “You like to eat lean meat, but there is no fat, it is not enough to cook. A layer of fat is the best ribs, and the slices are also very suitable. Don't take it seriously."

Feilin couldn't help but laugh out. "Well, you pick it up here. I will buy a bag of wheat first. I have to queue up for a while. If you buy it, come over and look for me."

"Well," Irene did not return to the ground.

He shook his head helplessly and turned to the food stalls in the convenience market.

Since the snowing, the lord of the lord has also erected a wooden shed around the market, and specially posted a notice stating that even in the winter, the sale here will not be suspended.

This means that in the long month of the demon, the town will still provide a stable food supply.

For the townspeople, this move is undoubtedly a powerful peace of mind.

There are far more people selling food at the meat stalls than the lesser ones. There was a long queue in front of the counter, and two patrols in black uniforms were maintaining order. But in the town, they have a completely different name: the police.

Regarding the amazing creations of the lords, the dawn of dawn is already strange, and it is not unusual to change the name. And he also knows that the patrols give the impression of the majority of the civilians the same as the rogue, and changing the name does make people feel different.

"Mr. Sirte, good afternoon," someone in the team recognized him. "You also come to buy wheat."

"Come me here."

"My location is for you."

"No, no," Ferien waved his hand and stood at the end of the team. "Thank you."

“You are really popular,” the middle-aged man in front of him laughed. “It’s the first Cavaliers in the West.”

Feilin gave a slight glimpse, "You know that I used to..."

"Haha, of course, this is not a secret in Bianbu Town," the other party touched his chin and said, "My son and daughter are very fond of you. Since I heard your origins, my eldest son Nat still wants to Be a knight."

"That's all in the past," he shook his head. "And the Highness no longer needs a knight."

"We have the first army," the middle-aged man did not think. "I didn't dare to talk to you before I changed."

Indeed, when he was a Duke of the Knights, most of the civilians did not even dare to look directly at themselves. There was envy and admiration in the words behind the discussion, but more fear. Dare to look at each other with their own eyes, and do not care about the blunt words, only Irene is the first sight of the theater, let his heart find a home.

After being defeated and captured in Bianbu Town, Feilin thought that he was only playing for a lord, but he did not expect to become a teacher who taught everyone to learn, and also gained the respect of everyone.

This kind of respect is completely different from the feeling of the Cavaliers. Everyone will not avoid and stay away from him. Instead, he hopes to be closer to him than to keep his distance. The latter makes the film feel warm and satisfying.

Perhaps, he is not suitable for being a knight.

......

Waiting for more than a moment, it is equal to the film of the film.

"Identity card." The teller said, followed by a glimpse, "Ferlin teacher?"

"Betty," he was a little surprised. The girl standing behind the counter was the first graduate of his class. Immediately, Feilin quickly understood and said with pleasure, "Are you entering the city hall?"

"Yes," she said with a happy expression on her face, as she nodded as she did in college. "I am now an apprentice in the ruling office and I am currently working in the Ministry of Agriculture."

Film didn't want to wait for the people behind, and handed in his ID card and six silver wolves. "I bought a medium bag of wheat."

"Okay!" She registered her name on the book and shouted back. She took a porter from the storeroom and placed a bag of wheat on the counter. It can't be inspected here, nor is it accepted. Every bag is already packed. It is divided into three types according to the weight. The small bag is enough for two people to eat for one month. The food price is fixed and there is almost no floating. The ID card must be presented at the time of purchase, and the purchase amount is limited. Film understands that this measure is obviously to prevent people from buying large quantities of food, resulting in the fact that civilians in real need have no food to buy.

"Teacher, I have time to go to my house to sit." Betty handed back the ID card to him.

"Well," Feilin smiled and took the wheat bag and walked aside to let the position out. Until then, Irene was still missing, and probably looked at other goods. He simply found a striking and dry place, put the bag on the floor, and sat down for a moment.

Just then, a blue figure flashed in front of his eyes.

Xiaoxiao Chenguang stunned, could not help but look down, and then trembled, it is a beautiful woman with a delicate face, with a rare blue hair, belonging to a type that will never be forgotten. Film felt that the blood in the whole body had almost solidified, not because the other person's appearance was outstanding, but... he had seen this honor in the family hall.

When he was a child, he asked more than once, the portrait of the first person hanging on the wall in the hall, but his father kept silent. She is undoubtedly a woman, but she is more advanced than all her grandfather's portraits. Only after a drunkenness, he listened to his father.

If you remember correctly, the person in the painting is the creator of the Celtic family.

How can this be?

"Sorry, I have waited for a long time," Irene's voice pulled him back from the confused thoughts. "I picked up some eggs and bought a small bag of butter. Is your wheat bought?"

"Well..." Film was absent-minded.

When I got home, he was still in the picture of the painting, the figure of the woman could not linger... Why did he meet in the town of Bianque and see the ancestors of the Sirte family?

After hesitating for a long time, he decided to go back to the long song fortress.

When the film told Irene about this intention, the latter raised a brow. "Are you not already severing with the family? Why go back?"

"Oh... because," he hesitated, "because of something."

"Inheritance rights?" Irene snarled. "Is it wrong? Is it for... woman?"

“Cough,” said Feilin, “How is it possible!”

"But your eyes tell me that you are lying," she pressed the dawn light on the chair and looked at him with a condescending look. "You promised to be my knight, and I believe that you will not break your promise, so that will make me I feel extraordinarily curious...and what can't I tell you? Before the farm house on the outskirts of the Long Song Fortress, we agreed that nothing should be concealed."

Her eyes are transparent and moving. At any time, she wants to share everything with her. Whether it is good or bad, after so many hardships, Irene has not changed.

Film took a deep breath and pulled her into her arms and whispered her doubts.

"It turned out to be the case," Irene nodded after listening to the complaint. "Then go."

"You...believe me?" It is reasonable to say that such a bizarre story does not even believe in himself. A ancestor will actually live in the present.

"Of course," she blinked. "You haven't deviated from my sight this time."

(To be continued.)

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