Son of the Olden Days

The moment he opened the door and saw Kretie, Thor knew that he might be in trouble today.

Close the door..., I guess it's not very useful. This clever little fairy will definitely be like a pangolin that is all-pervasive. Thinking more carefully, I was terrified that she could actually get rid of her guards and track them all the way from the monastery to here.

Saul used to think that Shuggs was as keen as a greyhound, but now it seems that he will add another Clayty, oh, she is a golden retriever.

"Ah! What a coincidence, you are here?" Sure enough, a pretended sigh of surprise came from outside the kitchen window, and the blond Clayty poked her head out of the window, as if a girl next door suddenly came to visit.

The sudden appearance of the head and the voice shocked Irene, and then she discovered that the other party was a very beautiful girl, and then she noticed that the girl was looking at Saul.

Feeling Irene's puzzled gaze, Saul lowered his head and calmly cut the green celery in front of him into several segments before calmly explaining to Irene.

"Oh, I forgot to say, this is the last time I met on the trip to Newtown, Chrissy, the Andrell's eldest lady. She seems to admire my cooking skills very much, so I made special today Invite her to come over and observe."

Sol forcibly composes the story and moves Chrissy's name to Kletty's head. As for the hair color issue, he can only collude with Shuggs later.

Irene blinked, and nodded without knowing it. There was no sign of suspicion for the time being.

After roughly introducing the two parties, Saul put his head to Irene's ear and whispered in a low voice:

"Don't worry about her, she's a gluttonous guy with some abnormalities in her head. Just think of her as a wild cat passing by the door."

Kletty, who had blessed the bat curse outside the window, heard Sol's whispers very clearly. She maintained a polite smile on her face, but the slender fingers under the window sill were about to rip the walls of Irene's house.

"Then it's rude if you don't hurry in to pick up the guests." Irene groaned and patted Sol on the shoulder.

Passing through the living room and reopening the door, Saul dragged Cletti into the dark with a meaningful smile.

"We met once in total, and the content of the conversation was mainly trading. I was considering whether to help you escape from this territory. You helped me bury Melissa's death. I remember correctly, right?"

"What do you mean by hitting the door suddenly now? Did your family sacrifices leave? Your guards can't find you and you won't riot? And is your halllord's daughter stalking others will not be ashamed?" Saul Send out a series of teasing.

Kletty's eyes rolled, showing an aggrieved expression.

"Does it have to be so cold? Maybe it's just one side to you, but it's related to my life."

"From the time I was born in this territory to today, I have had a total of seven opportunities to come to the monastery, and I gave you the first six times. Even today, after seeing your back, my eyes have been following you. Here, is this not enough?"

You gave me...

No, what did you give me? Saul opened his mouth, his face speechless.

Kletty put on the hood and pulled it tightly with her hands, wrapping her cheeks and chin, revealing only a small, reduced face.

"Forget it, a poor little person like me may be the least important person in the world. Anyway, I am just a greedy ghost in the eyes of others, a despised wild cat, or a guy with a problematic head."

Saul had a toothache on his face...Well, he even eavesdropped, no, how did you hear it! Saul was shocked.

However, Cleetti's ghosts and spirits have been taught by him a long time ago, and they are not lethal by pretending to be poor.

"I have no objection if you just eat a meal, but now I suspect that you are here to interfere or ruin my life." Sol's eyes shined with wisdom through everything.

Kretie rushed to Thor, and Thor subconsciously took a step back.

"You're right. With our little unguessed friendship, I want to spend a lifetime in your life." Kletty wrinkled her nose and said, leaving Sol with a blond flying back and strode. Entered Irene's house.

Seeing her up and down, Saul felt a headache.

With Cleidi's family influence and status, as well as her extraordinary beauty and temperament, they are incompatible with the ordinary atmosphere in front of her. And the emergence of this troublemaker will definitely be accompanied by troubles and bring some unpredictable consequences.

Saul himself can be indifferent, but he must take into account Irene's mood.

The atmosphere on the table is a bit strange.

Facing the steaming food, the four people at the table remained silent.

Irene tried to be like a mistress, sitting and smiling.

Saul looked calm, but he was secretly guarding against Cletti's troubles, and he had no interest in talking.

As for Bart...what are you doing in a daze? Still can't eat? I'm going to raise the table if I don't have dinner! Bart felt very sad.

Kretie was speechless at first.

"Who is this?"

"Great Bondelton, soldier." Bart stared at the steak in front of him, urnly replied.

Ignoring Bart's weird tone, Kletty frowned suspiciously.

"Bundleton Losler? But isn't he already...well!" Before she could say a few words after death for thousands of years, Clayty was blocked by Thor's mouth with a piece of stew.

"Didn't you always want to **** craft?" Saul smiled and scared Cretty's old practical meal with his eyes.

Kletty rolled her eyes and turned her head to look at Saul.

"Unexpectedly, a big man like you would cook personally."

"More than that, I will eat myself." Saul responded painlessly.

"Actually, I have also studied cooking, painting, and..." Kretie continued.

"Well, that's amazing, you succeeded in gaining my admiration, what else?" Sol looked perfunctory.

Seeing Thor letting her horse come over, the corners of her mouth twitched twice, no longer caring about this sluggish guy, and started looking for a breakthrough in Irene's side.

Irene was a bit cautious at first, but Kletty's posture was very low, and the two were girls of about the same age. Coupled with the good selection of Kletty's topics, what clothes materials, looks and maintenance, etc., Irene gradually became enthusiastic.

A scene of enthusiastic conversation soon appeared on the dining table, but Sol caught in the middle was caught.

He felt as if there were two large groups of ducks sitting on either side of him, quacking on the left and quacking again on the right. The key to their topics made Sol to no point.

After forcibly inserted twice, he was ignored, and Saul could only eat alone sadly.

When I noticed it, the dinner seemed to have come to an end, the imaginary mess hadn't come, and the overall atmosphere was actually pretty good.

Kletty's rice meal seemed to be really just eating. Everyone worked together to clean up the table, remove the plate and wash it, and chatted around a pot of fragrant tea for a while.

Then Kletty got up to say goodbye to the people politely, and at the same time expressed her thanks for the food and hospitality, Irene invited her to play again next time, and Sol sent her out.

On the way.

"You are in the family... are you okay?" Sol asked.

"It's still like that." Kretie shrugged.

The topic that started abruptly ended quickly, and Sol couldn't think of anything else to say.

After walking a few steps, Kletty spoke suddenly, her tone a little sad.

"I once knew a friend who kept a cat alone in this territory. She said that when the cat is old and dead, she will leave because there is no reason to stay at that time. "

"Later the cat did not die, but she died. Life is always unpredictable."

"I don't have a cat like that, so..."

"So you want to think of me as such a cat? Your spiritual sustenance?" Sol stared.

"Punch~Look at how nervous you look. I saw Irene today...well, she is a good girl. I thought I would be your first woman, but unfortunately, it seems that there is no chance now." Face down and lowered his head.

Saul remained unmoved, standing there with his hands in his arms with the expression you continued to make up.

Looking up at Saul quietly, Kletty's eyes flashed.

"Forget it, since I can't have the whole chapter, I have to cherish those scattered words. Now I am leaving sadly, won't you give me a parting hug?" Kretie raised her hand.

Sol still stood there with his arms folded, like a sculpture that had been erected for an unknown number of years.

Kletty raised her hand and waited for a while, and finally gave up stomping and left.

After Sol followed two steps, she turned around and beckoned.

"Goodbye, cold fellow, just send it here. Go back to your joy and warmth, I also want to go back to my loneliness and cold wind."

Until Kletty's back disappeared into the darkness, Thor still had a sense of unreality that illusion and reality could not overlap.

If she is an innocent and playful girl, she is definitely not. It is obviously impossible to say that she is an emotional girl. Saul believes that she has a cold and rational side, although he has not seen it much.

From the beginning to the end, Saul could only draw a conclusion that he couldn't understand. If he didn't understand, then forget it. What she said was right, and she should return to her life.

Go back to Irene's house and send Bart out.

"Can you go back by yourself? This is a dangerous task. All you have to do is mix in the crowd to make sure you return to the monastery safely, don't get lost, don't care about strangers."

"Also, this is a secret mission. Don't tell anyone when you return. Can you do it alone?"

"I can! Believe it." Bart straightened up suddenly, like an agitated guard, then he scratched his head in some doubt.

"Aren't you leaving? Together."

"I still have evil to fight. I will wait for news of my triumph later." Sol patted Bart's arm and glanced back at Irene, who was looking down at this side from time to time, and using his toes to draw circles on the ground said.

Bart pretended to walk easily into the crowd on the street, but the look around his tall body with his neck curled up and guarding his surroundings looked a little cute.

Thor turned and walked back until Bart could not be seen.

"You... don't come here!" Seeing Saul approaching gradually, Irene turned and ran home pretending to be panicked.

"Ah! Bad guy, what are you going to do? Let go of me!" After just running two steps, Saul, who was catching up, hugged his legs and hugged him in his arms.

"Your room is upstairs, I never forgot it!" A meaningful smirk appeared on Sol's face, and Irene buried her face in Sol's arms shyly.

Go upstairs, open the door, and throw the screaming Irene on the bed.

(There was an unknown enemy attack here. Although the author rose up to resist, he was still beaten up, so, slightly...)

"That Miss Clement..." Irene's voice resounded in the darkness.

"She wants me to help her do something dangerous that is beyond my ability." Saul put his arm around the smooth Irene and his head with the other.

"Since it's dangerous, I don't allow you to go." Irene suddenly turned over and rode on Saul, her hair hanging down and staring at Saul.

Saul looked at her amusedly.

Irene lowered her head and bit Saul's chest with one mouth, so I wouldn't let up if you didn't agree.

"If you don't let your mouth go, you can only die together. Didn't you all cry in pain just now?" Saul raised his hands and pressed Irene's little ass.

Irene's eyes shot provocatively, like a creeping little wild cat, the force under her mouth increased again.

"Hiss~" Saul took a breath, his whole body stunned.

"...Um." Irene let out a muffled snort, still not letting go.

Another tragic battle passed.

"In this way, you will never forget me." Irene shrank in Saul's arms, stroking the **** tooth marks on Saul's chest with some distress.

"When I show off my scars to others in the future, I will be laughed at by others."

"Am I your first woman?"

"No."

Hearing Saul's answer without thinking, Irene's mouth gradually turned into a round shape, and her staring eyes became bitter.

"Schugers is my first woman. Before you moved to the bottom of the well in the cold winter, the guy said that it was too cold and he had to huddle with me to sleep."

"He would always crawl into my arms in the middle of the night, and a big dog's head arched around my chest, but it made me sick and broke. That **** guy didn't know how much advantage it took me."

"Flop~"

"..."

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