Son of the Olden Days

Waking up from the vague dream, Thor suddenly felt a trance of not knowing where he was.

Subconsciously tilted his head and looked left and right, the intermittent thinking gradually became connected.

The little shiitake mushroom seems to have a nightmare for Huai Libes, no wonder she was strangled by her to have a little breathlessness. He broke her arms tightly around her neck, and smoothed her slightly frowned brows, and Thor put his head back on the pillow.

It was quiet all around, and the cold wind and snow outside the house seemed to stop temporarily, leaving only an ethereal silence.

It was another winter, and he was seventeen years old unknowingly, Saul thought with emotion in the dark.

After wrapping Beth tightly with a blanket back and forth into a silkworm pupa, Saul got up and put on his clothes, bypassed the extinguished icy fire, opened the door and walked out.

It's actually not quiet outside. The white, fine snow is silently falling from the sky, like sand in an hourglass.

Saul took two breaths of heat in his hands, then tightened his collar, and stepped on the snow to walk towards the leaders of the night watch.

The snow on the road is cleaned every day, so it does not accumulate, except for the roof of the house, so as to avoid the roof from being crushed. Even if Sol doesn't talk about these trivial things, the leaders will do it themselves, after all, it is their own life.

Tonight's watch is Sean, the former Tier 1 hunter in Tide Village, who has now become a small team leader and has officially entered the management of the territory. For trivial things like the night watch, Stanter and Diller seldom participated in and questioned them, and were completely removed from the matter.

"Lord Lord!" Suddenly seeing Saul, the two night watchmen standing by the campfire stomping their feet were a little excited.

"What's the matter?" Saul waved his hand, then patted their shoulders.

"Not for the time being. In the recent wind and snow, I felt that the whole world was asleep and peaceful." Xiao En replied.

Thor looked around, then returned to the material distribution point to bring an iron pot and set it on the vigil campfire. Soon some steaming simple cooked food was ready, and Sol found another tray to divide the food into several portions, and then served them to the brothers who watched the night.

"This... how dare you make Lord Lord bother? And this drink, I'm afraid it's not appropriate to be on the job right now?" Sean stared at the food and drinks on the tray, subconsciously thinking Lord Lord was testing himself.

"It's okay, I just can't fall asleep. I'll accompany you to finish this guard in a while. Tonight I will take the lead in making an exception, but I will not be able to form a rule in the future. Come on, have a warm drink. Take a drink if you have a good drink, and sip if you don't work. A few mouthfuls." Saul smiled.

The settlement nowadays has expanded a lot, and the lap is soon finished. The brothers who watched the night were flattered and grateful. No one dared to get drunk, not even drunk. But for the easy-going style of the lord, he has a closer understanding.

Sol leaned against the guardrail with the wine jar, and asked Sean if he wanted anything.

"Without an adult, life is very good now. This is the most down-to-earth and peaceful winter I have spent, and it is also the most stable period in my memory of the past 20 years." Xiao En's answer was simple.

After talking about it, Thor went to the goblin to take a look.

They have moved out of the livestock stall, and the territory has provided timber to make these little things settle on the left side of the territory. They are still abiding by the rules in all aspects.

But Sol really doesn't appreciate their architectural style. Although the small wooden thatched houses are arranged neatly as required, the size looks like some...slightly larger doghouses.

It may be that they have suffered too much in previous years. Now in the territory, the enthusiasm of the goblins is far more enthusiastic than the leaders, but their small bodies can't do much.

On the surface, goblins are currently slaves in the territory. If necessary, some work can be arranged forcibly. But in terms of life, Sol did not treat them too badly.

They also have merits, and they admire the merit system very much. Although the merits they can get by doing the same thing are only half or even a fraction of that of the official citizens, they are still enthusiastic.

Originally, Thor was not planning to include the aliens into the merit system, because it was unnecessary and would increase the workload on Beth's side. Even if they take off their slave hats because of their performance one day, they will not be able to absorb them as real leaders. It will be enough to give them a superficial name.

But Beth still meticulously entered each goblin into the merit list, claiming that this would be beneficial to management after all.

Since his own woman is so supportive, Thor can only work with Beth, and it is not too cumbersome to simply enter the information of each goblin, and he also learned a lot of strange names such as "roots" and "hairballs" among the goblins. .

All in all, the territory is still stable in all aspects and is developing in an orderly manner.

Sol stayed with the guard from midnight until the next morning, and then carefully prepared a breakfast.

After Beth got up to wash, Saul pulled her to the table and hugged her in his arms. The two of them shared a meal with each other.

"Today you are optimistic about your home, I will go out to get food and come back." Sol finally ordered.

"Then be careful, do you need me to accompany you?" Beth wiped Sol's mouth with her napkin.

"No, it's very soon, it's just the same day, and it's nothing fun in the cold weather everywhere is deserted." Saul embraced Beth and kissed, then returned to the bedroom to open the secret door of the samsara dungeon. .

After spending a while in the dungeon, Thor casually found someone else's door to drill and came to a new place.

This secret door opened in an empty civilian building.

Leaving the residence, Sol judged from the surrounding buildings and the intensity of the lights that this should be the main city of a certain territory, and it is still prosperous. This is enough, I just came to buy some food.

Scott, with his hands tucked in his burlap robes, was standing under the low eaves, stomping his feet back and forth, his slightly bulging eyes patrolling the sparse pedestrians on the street, and he may have nothing to gain today.

Looking up at the wind and snow in the sky, he licked the two slightly sharp fangs on his lips, and then subconsciously rubbed his belly under the robe. I thought about the few copper coins in my hand, where I would go to solve a cheap lunch later.

Looking up inadvertently, he saw a figure in a black coat coming out of a cold alleyway.

"Hello, my lord, you don't seem to be from this city, right?" Scott approached carefully, bowing his head slightly respectfully, not daring to step too fast, so as not to leave a bad impression on the other party.

This question is whether this is a question from a native of the city. Obviously, the focus is not on ‘is it’, but just to create an opportunity for conversation.

"I'm indeed not from the city, what's the matter with you?" Sol looked at the green skin that was slightly taller than the goblin, and nodded very cooperatively.

In fact, Sol saw him when he walked out of the lane. After all, he was covered in dark green complexion, a smooth head, and two big, pointed ears on both sides of his head. If you don’t want to see him on a sparsely crowded street It is not easy.

This is a first-order dwarf goblin.

"My lord, I don't know if there is anything that the villain can do for you? Whether it's sending letters to run errands, guides, or providing scattered news..." Maybe it was because Saul's tone was not too harsh, Scott began to introduce quietly. Start your own business.

Saul knew instantly that this was still a goblin who wandered around on the streets in the winter to beg for life.

"I'm passing here, and I may have to buy a batch of grain." Sol said flatly what he wanted.

"There are two markets in this city, but they are not very busy in winter. If it is for bulk food, the price and inventory in Dongcheng District should be more suitable. Can you allow me to show you the way down?" Scott asked humblely.

Saul didn't refuse, and picked his chin on the street.

"Come on, sir, please follow me." Scott's eyes flashed with joy, and then he extended a hand to invite. After Sol moved, he trot two steps to a distance just ahead of Sol's left. .

Can't walk in front of the guests, go too far, or walk side by side. Not to be able to walk behind the guests, it will make the guests feel uncomfortable because of their psychological security. Scott obviously has his own business principles.

Solmer felt all the tiny details in it, and thought this goblin was very interesting.

Along the way, Scott used a respectful tone, introducing Sol to the surrounding attractions, food, selling gold caves, and even the division of local forces. He was obviously familiar with the city.

As long as you bring enough money to buy food, it is actually just a simple matter.

Soon the price was negotiated, and Sol waved the grain income ring, and he did not shy away from the gazes of Scott and the shopkeeper. The shopkeeper was slightly shocked and then regained his calmness. He had obviously seen the world. Scott might have some guesses, but he just kept silent.

After strolling around in the calm market, he didn't find any interesting gadgets, and Sol was about to leave.

"Are you alone?" At the separate street, Thor suddenly asked a strange question.

"Originally, there were two companions. They left their hometown to find something specific to do. Later, they sold some food and groceries in the secret realm, but they were repaired by a few adventurers, but the two companions could not survive."

Scott didn't have much resentment in his tone, but he opened his burlap robe to reveal the scars on the back of his shoulder blade to prove what he said.

"Those adventurers... are they humans?" Sol asked.

"Yes, oh my lord, sorry, I didn't slander human beings." Scott subconsciously replied, and then hurriedly added another sentence in a panic.

"How do you usually charge?" Sol changed his question, leading the way for Scott's previous service.

"It's okay, adults, you just have to give some copper coins. Or you don't have to spend money at all. I am honored to be able to serve you. I only hope that next time you pass by this city, you can still think of the villain and choose the service of the villain." Court bends down politely.

Sol used **** to twist out a silver coin and handed it to Scott, then deliberately loosened his fingertips and the silver coin rolled into the snow.

"Sorry, my hands slipped." Sol explained.

"No, sir, thank you for your reward, thank you from the bottom of my heart." Scott kept saluting, without the slightest bit of resentment in his eyes, then turned around and carefully picked up the coin and blew the snow foam and dust on the surface.

Before he could turn around, Scott suddenly heard a word coming from behind him, which later changed his life's fate.

"Boy, I think you are good, come with me, I will take you to a free place."

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