Wizard: I Brought the Wrong System - Chapter 359 Teenage Poetry

"Don't be so nervous, Hami," the one-armed old Ciel leaned on the worn scabbard, but his footsteps were very fast, while casually reassuring, "We just cleaned up, those monsters haven't been replenished so quickly, and it's safer to walk faster. ."

"Why am I nervous!" The young man said while stubbornly holding his neck, and then looked at the quiet surroundings in the desert, swallowed quietly, and secretly accelerated his pace. After approaching the old man, he asked lightly:

"Didn't you say before, let's get the fuel and come back? Why do we have to come over earlier now?"

Glancing at the taut blue veins on the back of the boy's hand, the old man didn't say anything, just said: "What you said before, I thought about it carefully, it does make some sense."

"Which sentence?"

The young man suddenly thought of something, his footsteps stopped, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly said:

"You don't mean to... just run away with me alone?"

Old Ciel turned his head, too lazy to look at him, and continued on his way in a muffled voice, with no intention of answering at all.

"I have to make it clear to you in advance! Although my father wants me to listen to you, if this is the case, I will never agree!"

Hami followed closely behind the old man, thinking about it.

"Papa Charles, do you remember Mrs. Winlin's rye bread?"

"She would often send us our freshly baked, piping hot rye bread with an alluring malt aroma. I still remember her craft."

Hami swallowed his saliva and described it carefully: "When you enter the mouth, you will first taste an appetizing slightly sour taste. When you bite into it, it is chewy like a piece of meat, and the more you chew, the more fragrant you are. Sweet, saliva will come up involuntarily, if you are not careful, it will flow out from the corner of your mouth."

"There is also the girl who lives next to the mill. She is very good-looking. She likes to wear a long blue floral dress. Her watery eyes are as attractive as she can talk. In summer, She would go to practice the organ under the mill windmill every evening, and I would also go to the river to find fish."

There was a glimmer of light in the boy's eyes, and he continued like a poem:

"Stepping on the moist and smooth pebbles, slowly crossing the soft river water, the cool river wind blowing through the ends of the hair, bringing the green and melodious sound of the piano..."

"Okay!" Old Ciel interrupted ruthlessly, "We don't have a river here!"

The teenager grumbled dissatisfiedly: "I'm doing this to make you better understand my feelings at the time, but I can't say that I dig loach in the smelly mud pit every day, just to eat a piece of meat. ?"

"Is there any problem with saying that? Isn't it a happy thing to be able to go out and dig loach freely every day?"

Old Sheldon paused and turned to look at the boy, "Hami, put away your cleverness."

If he continued on the topic of Hami, whether it was a playful way of speaking or discussing the girl he was talking about, he actually fell into a small trap designed by the teenager.

"Hami, you can think that you can go anywhere in the world, you can learn to speak like a wandering poet, and you can keep your mouth shut and say whatever comes to your mind."

"There are so many things you can do, maybe even so much that you don't even care."

"But in fact, the things you just said, including food, freedom, and even dignity! All stem from the gift of the count!"

"Mrs. Wenlin gave us rye bread because she thought I saved her family's life!"

"Actually, I just received an order from the Earl's House."

"In addition, the little girl you saw, they were originally from the San Fernando Empire, and fled all the way to the counties. Her grandfather and grandmother died on the way."

"Including us, why do so many people come here regardless of life and death?"

"It is because the Count has forgiven all the serfs, as long as there are only nobles and free people in the territory of the earldom,"

"It's because the Count let go of all the wasteland. As long as he is willing to cultivate it, he can get 20 years of free use, which is enough to raise the next generation to marry and have children."

"It is because the Count has greatly reduced the agricultural tax here. Even the normal agricultural tax is only 30 per cent, so that everyone can eat with peace of mind."

The folds on Old Ciel's face were crowded together, and the whole person looked extremely serious. He said almost word by word: "Hami, the earl is worth it, we will fight to the death for him!"

Hami's originally frivolous expression paused, and after a moment of silence, he suddenly found that Old Ciel was still looking at him, and he made a frivolous laugh and responded in a meaningful way: "Well, we do... Fight for territory."

Similar words, but with different flavors.

Old Ciel used his cloudy eyes to carefully scrutinize the young man.

The half-year-old boy looks like an adult, but his eyes are exceptionally translucent, full of longing for the future and vigorous vigor.

Old Charles couldn't help shaking his head.

After a while, Old Ciel avoided looking at each other and walked on the semi-sand road, while explaining in a calm tone: "Let's hurry over, UU read www.uukanshu.com to see if there is a chance to remove those body parts. Take it out, if you go slowly, maybe they will also become monsters, and when the time comes, they will be confused with the previous group of skeleton monsters, and we will not be able to find them."

"Father Ciel, how are you going to reply Mr. Claire? Didn't he say that there are follow-up arrangements? If you let the guys rest early this afternoon, wouldn't the rest of the schedule be messed up? Claire? Will Lord Er be punished?" Hami also naturally followed, and asked with concern at the same time.

Old Ciel frowned: "That's why I just informed and explained a few words, and then came over quietly. As long as other people don't know, even if Lord Claire wants to punish them, he will not implicate others."

"Then... what about me?" Hami asked timidly.

Old Ciel gave him a sideways smile, "Didn't you come here yourself?"

Seeing that the old man was not ready to excuse himself, Hami was so anxious that he almost jumped up, his eyes widened, and he shouted: "Hey, old man, I came with you because I was worried that something would happen to you alone! hurt me!"

Old Charles did not reply.

Hami ran back and forth on both sides of Old Ciel. Although he looked anxious, his footsteps were inexplicably brisk, as if he had put down a heavy burden.

Just like this, the two gradually approached the previous battlefield.

"Wait!" Old Ciel stopped suddenly, and at the same time pulled Hami who was beating beside him.

"What's wrong?" Hami slowed down and asked in a low voice.

"There is movement in front!" Old Ciel also replied in a low voice, at the same time slowly squatting down, his ears pressed to the ground.