Son of the Olden Days

"Are you going to empty my inventory? Or have you made up your mind to live with them?" Saul leaned against the wall with his hands in his arms, looking at the busy Shuggs with a mocking expression on his face.

Sol has a lot of energy to deal with these foods.

The fish has been marinated, and the jerky has been carefully cut into strips for the convenience of eating and chewing. Even the sand beans from the teeth are carefully ground into powder by Thor, and can be eaten after a little stirring with water.

At this moment, Shuggs was like a hardworking groundhog, pouting his hips and pulling all kinds of food into an open cloth pocket, with a tendency to leave nothing.

Hearing Saul's sarcasm, he reluctantly stopped what he was doing and scratched his head in a jealous manner.

"I think the first time we meet should be more generous, so that we can win more favor with each other. As for the food... Don't worry, I will try to find a way to get back."

Seeing Shuggs's momentum of ruining his family for the sake of the opposite sex, Saul laughed with anger.

"When you are hungry enough to nibble on the weeds, I hope you can maintain this dignity."

This was the end of the second month of the cold winter. Under the endless entanglement of Shuggs, Saul was finally defeated by his rogue-like resoluteness.

Since the cold winter is so long, go for a walk.

Shuggs repeatedly emphasized that this would be a decent date. Sol had to accompany him to the woodshed of the monastery to boil some hot water. The two jumped up and down in the cold to take a bath, and then changed from head to toe. new clothes.

Now the whole town has been buried in the heavy snow, and even the ants are hiding.

The two of them exhaled the heat, and walked slowly against the wind and snow, and finally stopped in front of a two-story house half-covered in snow.

Cobbler can be considered a popular middle-class occupation in the town, but the location of the house is just on the edge of the rich area, and Sol did not see any sign of status on the door lintel.

Throwing the cloth bag with food to Sol, Shuggs walked forward alone with his almost frozen hands, bending his knuckles and tapping the agreed rhythm on the mottled door panel.

After a while, the door controlled the sound of friction and quietly cracked a space that could barely pass, and it was hard to see who was in the door in the dark.

Shuggs hooked his hook behind him without looking back and motioned for Saul to follow.

The entrance is a spacious living room.

The living room is surrounded by ordinary furnishings, with a small circle of hemp carpet in the center. There is a short aisle deep inwards behind the carpet, and there is a room on each side of the aisle. There is a wooden staircase near the wall on the right side of the living room, leading to the second floor.

No candles were lit in the room. It is not like the bottom of a well. If there is light leaking out, it will inevitably cause trouble.

Opposite Shuggs and Thor, two slender figures in Naruses dresses stood quietly in the dark.

It seemed that they had clearly made some determination for tonight, otherwise it would be torture to wear skirts in this terrible weather.

"This is my sister Cowell Joyce, and my sister Irene Joyce. This is Saul Drake, my brother."

Shuggs pretended to be generous and introduced to both parties, in front of the opposite sex, Sol's status directly surpassed the level of a friend to a brother.

"Hello." My sister Cowell's voice was flat and soft, and there was no enthusiasm or disgust.

After greeting, Shuggs handed over food at the right time and politely signaled that the sisters had better eat a full meal first, because they looked a little weak.

After leaving room for the other party to eat, Shuggs took the opportunity to drag Thor to the door, headed over, his eyes flickering.

"How about? Sister fourteen, younger sister thirteen. Since you gave up the priority, then do as you said before. Sister belongs to me?"

"Sisters are going with you, I have no problem, just leave me a place to spend the night."

Saul responded indifferently, and Shuggs squinted contemptuously.

"Damn it! Doesn't your conscience bleed? To be honest, after close observation, didn't you realize that your sister's figure seems to be better than her sister? It's really unpredictable, and I regret it a little bit."

Seeing the look on Shuggs's earning expression, Saul was speechless.

In fact, he had never said anything to Shuggs, let alone make any choice, after all, the sisters were just two strangers to him.

After a while, the four got together again.

Shuggs seemed to whisper something to her sister in the dark, and Cowell nodded.

Then Shuggs turned his head and raised his eyebrows at Saul, then turned and followed Cowell into a room on the first floor. A moment later, there was a slight closing sound.

Thor and his sister Irene remained silent and continued to stand in the dark.

"My father formed a team of adventurers, and my mother was also in the team. They left my sister and me in the town, thinking that there would be more chances to survive this way."

The statue-like sister opened her mouth suddenly, her voice was not as immature as she imagined, it sounded a bit tactful and sweet.

"It's wise to face the dangers in the wilderness at your age."

Saul looked around at will, casually responding to the topic that the other party temporarily provoked.

Their parents may have reasons to leave. Even if they stay, the food needs of the family will be a heavy figure.

Passing through the dark wilderness and left-behind small towns, it is difficult to say which one has a higher probability of survival, after all, luck is an uncontrollable factor.

"My room... is upstairs." Irene said while walking towards the wooden stairs with her skirt slightly lifted, and then there was a series of slight stepping noises.

Watching her back disappear from his field of vision silently, Saul stood in the darkness for a moment, and then slowly followed.

Above the stairs is the horizontal aisle on the second floor, with a row of wooden handrails erected on the outside of the aisle, which can be used to look down on the entrance hall.

There are three rooms on the side wall of the aisle, which is also in line with the pattern of a wealthy family, but at the moment there are two doors closed, only the one at the end of the aisle is slightly open.

Like most girls' rooms, Saul smelled the faint fragrance in the air as soon as he entered it. Even in these difficult times, everything in the room is still tidy and orderly.

No one was seen in the room, and Sol was a little confused. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that there was a personal bulge on the side of the blanket on the bed, and it was obvious that Irene had already hid in.

Silent for a while in the darkness, Saul slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, bent over and took off his half-barreled boots, placed them neatly, and then got into the blanket.

The bed is not big, the two people are slightly crowded, but it is very soft. Compared to the terrible environment at the bottom of the well, where casually spreading rags to sleep on the ground, it was so comfortable that Sol had a desire to roll as much as he could.

Only Irene curled up under the blanket, and after a while, she turned around and stared at Saul slightly.

She is not ignorant of personnel between men and women.

In fact, although the children in the town are not as hard-pressed as the orphans, they live in the fringe land of Gray Screen Town, where the folklore is depraved, and the premature participation in the various tasks at home makes them far more affluent than other towns The children are much precocious.

"You don't seem to care too much, because...Is my charm as a woman not enough?"

Irene's voice sounded calm, but her heart was hard and bitter.

Since tonight is based on ‘deal’, it doesn’t make sense to beg or gain sympathy at this point, and the dignity remaining in her heart does not allow her to show vulnerability to the strange boy who is about to take possession of herself.

It's just that since seeing Thor tonight, the other party has been acting a little carelessly, which makes Irene very angry. She thinks that there is obviously an element of underestimating herself in the other's attitude, which makes her feel humiliated.

If it weren't for the world's hardship, who would be willing to belittle himself like this.

Faced with Irene's question, Saul was a little surprised.

Don't care too much? Is it to ask how much I look forward to tonight? Is there any? Saul thought to himself.

In fact, he himself couldn't tell what kind of mood he was involved in tonight's irrational mess.

Maybe it's because of the lack of food, maybe it's the raging cold, or others in the dark?

The **** of death has never gone far, without hope and tomorrow, too many predicaments are like swords and swords, and people can't breathe.

Instead of staying in the small space at the bottom of the well and watching life slowly decay day after day, it is better to experience some fresh things to tear this lifeless winter apart.

On the way here, Sol always thought that this was his reason, but until the strange girl in front of him asked, he was a little at a loss and uncertain. It seemed that the use of hardship to transfer the weight of his heart was obviously not effective.

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