Son of the Olden Days

"Unexpectedly I would see you here."

"Meaning you have seen me somewhere else?" Sol raised his head and looked up.

The voice sounded very pleasant, and it was obvious that the other party was a young girl, but from the tone of the other party's words, it made Saul feel as if they were old friends who were familiar with each other.

Saul looked up and saw that she was sitting on a sturdy branch of a tree above her head, with a smooth and well-proportioned calf exposed under her long skirt, and a pair of low soft leather boots on her feet.

Looking further up, it seems that he has exceeded his field of vision, and can only see a vague outline.

She didn't answer Saul's question, just stretched out her palm and patted the tree trunk beside her, as if to signal Saul to sit up and sit up.

Sol turned his head and glanced in the direction of the bright dining room, without twisting, turned around and grabbed the branches of the low part of the tree, and several of them climbed up and sat down beside the girl.

After sitting down, he realized that the field of vision was good. It could penetrate far beyond the walls of the lord's mansion, and had a panoramic view of the bustling night view of the new town.

"Why do you seem to be a little panting?" Saul tilted his head and asked smoothly.

"I've just arrived, maybe I was in a hurry to climb the tree just now." The girl looked up at Saul and explained.

Sol didn't doubt whether she was doing strange things before, but suddenly remembered the weirdness of the maid in the restaurant, and inexplicably imagined a girl with a skirt running around the garden quickly, and then climbed up early. The tree at the end of the path is waiting for its scene on the tree.

I should think too much, Sol thought.

Her eyes turned away the moment she raised her head, but the next moment Thor suddenly turned his head and stared at her face.

It’s not because he knows this girl. Sol is pretty sure that he has never seen her, nor is it because of how scary she looks. On the contrary, she is very beautiful, and only one glance made Sol directly beyond the stunning to the point of shock. .

If you must divide the beauty into different levels, among all the opposite sexes that Sol knows, only Precia is truly amazing. The remaining Riana, Sisters Irene, and Chris are all in their own right. The beauty and vitality.

He never believed in any perfect person or thing in the world, but looking at the girl in front of him at the moment, the first thought that passed through Sol's mind was indescribable, then the word'extreme', and finally reluctantly. Replaced with the "perfect" that I never believed in.

It's like a legendary painting. If you haven't seen it with your own eyes, you will never imagine it or draw it.

Although Gray Screen Town is only a small place, Saul is convinced that his aesthetics will not deviate much from the people around him. Of course, things like aesthetics are relative after all. If you feel perfect, you might not be able to please everyone if you zoom in on the entire continent.

In the knowledge he has come across, he has heard that the legendary Queen Medusa of the ancient kingdom, the Holy See of the Guangming and the Queen of the Elves in the Guangli Period all have prosperous appearances that can trigger national wars.

Saul hadn't seen it, so naturally he couldn't believe it or not, but he now feels that if that level really exists, it might be the girl in front of him. If Shuggs saw this face, maybe he would die on the spot.

And the biggest problem is that she appeared in such a wild land on the border, in the shadowy corner of the Lord's Mansion Garden, and the contrast was too great. Seeing this beautiful face, Saul didn't feel the slightest surprise, on the contrary, a strong guard rose from the bottom of his heart.

A woman is too beautiful. If she doesn't have the strength to be tyrannical, then no matter whether she is willing or not, she will eventually be drawn into the vortex of competition. Just like a prize of pure quality, only the true brave deserves it.

That's not what Sol can and is willing to participate in, and must stay away.

After a brief loss of consciousness, Saul tilted his head to look at the faint light ahead with a bit of self-deprecation.

"Aren't you going to the dance party in the Lord's Mansion?" Seeing Solmo not speaking, the girl took the initiative to speak while looking at the night scene ahead.

"I don't know how to dance. Even if I go, I will only sway like a duck." Sol casually dealt with it. The alert in my heart gradually increased, but it seemed impolite to turn around and leave without saying anything.

"Who are you?" Sol couldn't help asking.

"You can call me Kretie." The girl replied.

Saul pursed his lips. What he really meant was your status in the Lord's Mansion. The girl in front of you was wearing a tunic and pleated dress. From the embroidery patterns and corsage pendants, she would definitely not be a maid. This level.

He couldn't judge for a while, but he didn't ask, after all, it was a bit aggressive.

"Do you know me?" Saul then asked the biggest doubt in his heart.

"If you want to talk about acquaintance, you should say it unilaterally. In fact, I have peeped at you." Kletty said suddenly.

peep? Sol felt the word strangely on his face, and suddenly felt an extreme sense of absurdity, as if he had suddenly become a monkey dancing in the wilderness, always shrouded by a certain line of sight in the dark.

But what's worth peeking at his cobweb life?

"Just behind the old pillar in front of the ear chamber of the monastery, I hid there a few times, watching you chopping wood and fetching water silently, and seeing if you live in your own world and can't get out."

"Actually, the reason why I first noticed you is not complicated."

"Once I went to a monastery to participate in a family sacrifice, I was bored and saw a sneaky figure groping towards the basement. I thought to myself that there was only a utility room and an underground library. What are you doing? What?"

"Since then, I don't know when I started to care about you subconsciously. For example, in the backyard, when you were absent on a certain occasion where you should have appeared, it felt like a broken painting.

"Then I will subconsciously look for you everywhere, until I see you alone in a corner, holding your knees silently, and I will feel that this is normal in my heart."

As if thinking of something funny, Kletty in the narration suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Of course I have also seen you being pressed to the ground by several other big boys, with your face stepped into the dirt, looking very embarrassed."

Saul was still listening dubiously, and gradually his face became darker and darker.

"It seems that you like to talk about other people's dilemmas as a joke, and enjoy it."

"Sneaky? Hugging your knees alone? Stomped on your face? Well, even if you really peek at me, why can't you remember those better things, and have to hold on to my embarrassment? It must be so Are you mean?" Thor's cheek twitched.

"Who called you so hateful?" Cletti wrinkled her nose.

"Hate me? I was stepped into the dirt, okay?" Saul was a little bit dumbfounded.

Cletti turned her head and stared at Thor suddenly and said with a playful look:

"After all, you threatened me to keep me in the dark forever."

"Stay in the dark... wait, it's you!?" Thor said in shock as if he was struck by lightning.

For a while, he discovered that someone besides himself would occasionally visit the underground library of the monastery. Because he was worried that this person would steal his favorite books, Sol left a threatening note, but then he But he never found that person.

Kletty looked at Saul with a teasing expression and laughed.

"I thought indifference is the unchanging landscape on your face, but you have been shocked twice today. Later I also found that several books were missing, "Wind from the Wilderness", "Another Human Nature", "On Dwarves" The Possibility of Raising Dragons", where did they all go?"

Saul shrugged uncomfortably at the beginning when he faced Kletty's questioning.

"I haven't found you, so I think about it, and the best way to be afraid of someone stealing a book is to steal it in advance. In other words, the best way to be afraid of others being selfish is to be more selfish than others."

Kletty gave a mischievous smile.

"Although what you said sounds reasonable, it's a pity that I have added shamelessness to your traits."

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