Old John thinks his master is an idiot - even so, John still loves him.

After he was rescued from the wolf's mouth by the old master twelve years ago, he stayed in this house wholeheartedly, even if the invasion five years ago made this noble family lose its fiefdom glory and wealth, he still did not leave, supporting the young master to settle down in that town in the name of a merchant, and then accumulating the family business little by little, waiting for a comeback.

Although most of the nobles fled to the royal capital, Old John didn't think that the old king was reliable at all, and he could see more about the nobles who lost their fiefdoms, and the ruined family was ruined or something-the broken ship also had two catties of nails, but the sea of people who wanted to pull out the nails went - after entering the royal capital, with the young master, I was afraid that they would not survive.

If he did not leave his fiefdom and hid, in case the heir to the throne was shrewd and able to take the territory back, after a little operation, he might still be able to get the original land—this was the original idea of old John.

Unfortunately, for a long time, his wish was not fulfilled - the old king had been holding on, and the whole of England had been torn apart by the invaders, and his dream of restoring the honor of the family with his master was becoming more and more distant.

Fortunately, just when he was about to despair, a powerful king appeared—a child of fate, who drew the sword of prophecy with his own hands, and formed a powerful order of knights, and began to drive away the invaders gradually, which gave him a glimmer of hope in his quest.

Although his master's talent in business made him admire as a teacher, he still couldn't help but want to point his nose and scold him at the moment.

That's King Arthur's scout!

Even if you don't want to touch it for the sake of safety, you can't kill it - it's easy to shirk it if you kill them all, but let one go, what's the difference between that and an idiot?

Originally, it would have been very difficult to regain his title and land, but now there is no hope at all - how can he run away if he offends the king?

It's a pity that this is not the time for him to talk about his life, since he made a lot of money in the first business of Little Todd, as the business gets bigger and bigger, people are getting more and more strange, it's like a different person, and he has saved a lot of money in his business.

It's a pity that the house and most of the wealth were given up for such a small box - is it worth it?

However, it was too late to be worth it, and after the accident, the lightest treasure in the whole family was taken out and then divided - the jewels and other parts, the famous paintings and gold coins into another, and then, Todd took the former and set off lightly, and the other was kept for himself.

Before leaving, little Todd kissed the back of his hand for a long time, and his tone was extremely sad: "Uncle John, you are my closest person, I won't hide it from you here - I have an illegitimate child outside, we will travel separately, if anything goes wrong, I hope you can take care of that child as you take care of me, because at this time I can only trust you... ”

Well—how long has it been since he had been like this? Probably since he happily forgot about etiquette after his first business trip, he hasn't been so close to himself, right?

So, Old John ignored the fact that the other party offended King Arthur because of a small box, ignored the fact that he had to flee for his life after finally calming down—and even ignored Little Todd's attempt to use himself as bait.

A carriage full of coins and famous paintings, no amount of concealment could be concealed by this carriage - the traces of which were easily discovered by later generations.

However, old John did not give up the idea of carrying the carriage lightly - although he knew that as long as he packed that bag and let the remaining honest servants divide it privately, he would not only be able to worry about food and clothing for the rest of his life, but also let the remaining servants delay time for him, instead of relying on years of pressure to order the other party, as he is now, and always have to prevent them from rioting and grabbing things and leaving, and also have to pay attention to the pursuers behind.

He even kept promising those people that they would become people of status after the head of the family operated and obtained the position of nobility, and even the most outstanding person might be able to mix in the position of nobility.

Hanging his men with such turnips, Old John successfully traveled all the way, and he even fantasized about life when he reached his destination.

He took a sip of the sheepskin bladder from his waist, but a sense of foreboding as if he was being watched by a pack of wild wolves came straight at him, and he couldn't help but stop the carriage - if he was really attacked, he wouldn't mind throwing all his treasure out to cause chaos.

However, the insects were still chirping, the birds were still chirping, and everything was normal—there was no sign of an ambush at all, which made him wonder if his experience had failed.

Is it because of old age that I am too nervous?

Old John thought to himself that he had even planned to quit his work when he returned, but a panicked roar and a panicked servant shouted him out of his fantasy.

Following their fingers, Old John looked in amazement at the top of his head—the phantom of a huge eye devoid of any emotion, under which Old John felt more fragile than a newborn baby, as if he had no privacy under this eye.

God—little Todd, who have you provoked!

He subconsciously began to flip out of the carriage, but it was useless, and the eye hovered above his head, firmly fixed on him.

At this moment, his heart was cold—he knew that he would not be able to run away this time.

However, the danger was coming sooner than he had imagined.

A deck of playing cards appeared out of thin air, slowly spreading out in front of everyone, and then a cloud of blue light spread around the center of the card, forming a huge magic circle - after obtaining the exact coordinates, the twist and turn was no worse than the phantom shifter, and even improved in secrecy.

The two figures appeared quickly after the appearance of the magic circle, and in the face of this supernatural scene, everyone present almost instantly weakened their legs and gave up escaping.

Old John looked at the visitor, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes revealed a resoluteness.

Little Todd - I hope you really know who you've provoked, and the only thing John Sr. can do to help you is one last time.

With his eyes closed, a short dagger for self-defense was touched from his waist, and then directly inserted into the heart, and then violently stirred, a bright red sprayed out...