In the afternoon, Thor found the giant Barth, who was huddled alone in the corner of the monastery and silently chopping wood.

The huge body squatted on the stump like an old bear, its head hanging limply with its tousled hair, and the axe on its thick arm occasionally shook and split the firewood in front of it.

The whole picture is numb and dull, with a sense of silence and desolation.

Noticing Thor's approach, Bart seemed to suddenly come to life, and suddenly sprang to his feet, his chest straight, and his hands rubbed twice on his clothes with some nervousness.

Aside from still having few friends, Bart is clearly accustomed to the damn life of the monastery.

Not long ago, Thor had used the mission as an excuse to coax Bart, who was slightly lacking in intelligence, hoping that he could always observe his surroundings and try to learn how to be an ordinary person, so that he could blend in ordinary life in the future.

Looking at it now, Bart still has some changes, at least the cheap but neat clothes will no longer exude a smoky body odor all day long, and the huge body will no longer curl up and cry all day long without comfort.

But that seems to be all there is to it.

It is too difficult for a person who has been living in negativity for a long time to climb back into the bright zone on his own, and that is far from being achieved with a word or a determination. It's like struggling in the mud all the time, and if you relax a little, you will sink deeper and deeper.

Thor sighed inwardly, smiled and stepped forward to pat Bart's thick shoulder.

"There's a temporary mission to leave the monastery and get to town, which can be a bit hard, and I guess I won't be back until the evening. If you're interested in joining me, I can help you say hello to the deacon. ”

Bart nodded quickly, not caring about the content of the mission, as if he could go all the way to hell as long as he followed Thor.

Leaving the abbey, Thor takes Bart to the bazaar on the main street of the North End.

The bazaar in Grey Curtain is nowhere near as lively as Newtown, but it is bustling with people, but the potholes, mud and water under your feet always give the illusion that you are walking through a swamp.

It's been a while since Bart joined the Abbey, but apparently this is the first time he's been on the streets of Grey Veil. Most of the pedestrians around him were surprised by Patt's unusual size, and they all took a defensive attitude.

Bart seemed unaware, and his curious head spun around, looking excitedly around the market.

Telling him not to get separated, Thor bought some toast as a staple and picked up some fresh vegetables and meats, and then left the market with Barth.

Yesterday, Erin suddenly ran to the monastery and said that she was going to clean her storage room today, and asked Thor if he could go and help, and Thor naturally gladly agreed.

It should be just a trivial matter, so Saul calls Bart, not only to treat him to a full meal, but also to bring a pitiful sense of participation to Barth's barren life.

Standing in front of Erin's house, Saul couldn't help but think of the two of them on a snowy night in the cold winter last year, and Shogues dragged himself here under the banner of luring ignorant girls with food.

It's been almost another year in the blink of an eye.

A lot of things don't seem to work.

Trivial, scattered, and bland.

But it makes up your life.

There was no answer to the knock on the door, and just as Thor was a little confused, Erin, with a scarf on her head and an apron around her waist, poked her head out of the back of the house and rushed towards Thor like a cute little cook.

Perhaps in the eyes of many wealthy families, Erin belongs to the kind of wild girl who has a slight appearance but lacks etiquette and upbringing, but in Saul's opinion, her refreshing and lively temperament and understanding demeanor are much better than many women struggling in the world.

She seemed to want to throw herself into Thor's arms, but she stopped abruptly when she got closer to see Bart's tall frame.

"Huh, you've brought new friends?" said Erin, curious.

"Yes, aren't you going to tidy up the storage room? This trusty big guy is named Bart, and he has the strength. If Her Majesty has any orders, please instruct the two of us to complete them. ”

Thor smiled and pressed one hand to his chest, the other half-bent behind his back, performing the courtesy of a servant.

Seeing Thor's strange appearance, Erin smiled and raised her little fist to hammer him.

After introducing Erin and Bart to each other.

"Hello, Bart. Erin smiled generously.

Bart looked cramped as he was holding the food, as if he was about to burst the food bag, and he couldn't speak anymore.

"You...... Hello, Mrs. Drake. ”

As soon as Bart's words fell, Irene's face turned red.

"Uh...... Bart, don't shout, you can call her Ms. Joyce, no, Miss Irene. Forget it, just call him Erin, she's very affectionate. Thor scratched his head.

The three of them walked towards the storage room behind Erin's house.

On the way, Thor leaned close to Erin's ear, whispered a brief introduction to Bart's identity and general situation, and then asked Erin to treat him like a normal person.

It's just that none of the three of them noticed that there was a pair of silent eyes in the darkness not far behind them, and the people in the darkness could see the three of them clearly by the light of Erin's house, but no one could see him.

Erin's storage room is not big or small, and the work is about the same as expected.

Chase away spiders, chase mice, nail a few plates, dry out some old goods to dust off, and then move the position of some heavy objects to reserve a more reasonable and spacious passage for walking.

Bart smiled silly, passionately and meticulously. If Thor hadn't stopped him, he would have been able to tear down Erin's storage room and build a new one.

Thanks to the hard work of the trio, the simple work was completed much earlier than expected.

Erin then invites Saul and Bart to her home.

Stepping into Erin's house again was a little different from the vague impression of Saul in the darkness last year.

The parquet carpet in the center of the living room has an extra square dining table, and several chairs around it are neatly tucked under the table. A well-made crystal lamp hangs from the ceiling and hangs just above the dining table, and a candle is lit to illuminate a pleasant dinner.

Sitting down around the small round table next to the guests, Thor sat upright and serious, with a deep and steady expression on his face, thinking about how he would explain the abduction of other people's daughters if Irene's mother or father suddenly appeared, and I don't know if he would be beaten up for pretending to be stupid.

Bart sat more upright, and in addition to maintaining his position, he had to desperately close his ass so as not to sit too hard on Irene's chair.

The two figures sitting across the table were each straight, like two men on horseback.

Erin brought two cups of steaming mugwort tea from a tray, then sat down sideways on the armrest of Thor's chair, and whispered in Thor's ear with a sly look on her face:

"My uncle's family went back, and my parents also followed them to Dry Leaf Ridge as guests, and my sister probably won't come back tonight, so no one is at home now. ”

Oh, so there was no one!

The next moment, Thor instantly collapsed lazily in his chair like a leak, and Erin pinched him with some amusement.

Bart pressed his hands on his knees, quietly raised his eyes to look at the flirting dog man and woman opposite, and hurriedly bowed his head with a serious face, silently experiencing an unspeakable pain that suddenly appeared in his heart.

After carrying the food into the kitchen, Thor stood beside Erin and busied together.

"This apron belongs to my father. ”

Erin said as she walked around behind a terrified Thor and tied a plain apron around him.

Then, Erin took Thor by the hands around her waist and slowly moved them up to her chest.

"Do you feel it?" asked Erin, looking down like a mosquito.

"Like...... Getting a little bigger?" Thor pinched, asking rhetorically, somewhat uncertain.

"Stupid, I'm not wearing anything in there, and no one is at home tonight. You suddenly brought a friend to startle me, but fortunately the dress is a little loose and I can't see it. Erin stomped her foot and gave Saul a shy look.

It seems that Erin likes the dress she gave her, every time Saul sees this skirt is always clean and well maintained, like new, Erin will subconsciously and carefully tear off some threads and hairballs when she is occasionally in a daze.

Listening to her blunt hints, Thor pursed his lips and a dangerous smile floated.

"Well, now that you're enlightened, I don't think you'll have much of a chance to get out of bed tonight. ”

Two embracing figures, a long sweet kiss.

Soon, the smell of food spread from the direction of the kitchen, and Bart, who was sitting in the living room, was tormented for many years, writhing his ass restlessly against hunger, and wanted to pull out the cushion under his ass and nibble on it twice.

With the cooperation of Saul and Erin, one after another, the delicious food has reached the stage of plating, and it will soon be served on the table.

It was supposed to be a warm and pleasant dinner, as it should have been.

Until......

Outside Irene's house, a black-robed figure appeared with a probe in the brain.

Standing at the gate of Erin's house, he quietly used a low-level bat charm that expanded his hearing, and then someone lifted his hood and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Hearing the knock on the door, Bart in the living room was very entangled, not knowing whether he should get up and open the door, and he was not sure whether he was qualified to open the door on behalf of his master.

Erin and Saul in the kitchen looked at each other, and there was a question of 'who it is' in their eyes, Saul thought it was Erin's family back, and Erin thought it was Xiugus.

"I'll take a look. Eventually, Thor pulled the rag and wiped his hands.

Walking through the living room, Thor opened the door to Erin's house.

"Who?" asked Erin, poking her head out of the kitchen.

"Oh, the roofer. Thor looked back.

"The roof of my house was renovated the year before last, so there's no problem. From the kitchen came Irene's confused voice.

"I'm sorry, you're looking for the wrong door, go to another house to fix it. Thor said expressionlessly to the door.

Then the door slammed down.

Fix the roof?

Chryti stood outside the gate of Irene's house, and the hurricane that had brought her blonde hair from the violent closing of the door blew in her face.

The beautiful smile that had just floated was frozen on her face before it could be fully revealed, and the corners of Cletti's mouth twitched, thinking about the scare and drive away look in Sol's eyes just now.

She wanted to kick the door down with a flying kick and drown that hateful creature with a surging rage from the bottom of her heart.