When he first entered Corn City, Charles wondered if there would be reproductive isolation between humans and orcs.

Now the answer appears, no.

About three years ago, Charles unexpectedly learned during an awkward encounter between his mother and father that his father had a beautiful lover in the north.

At that time, Charles didn't know about the subhuman orcs, and he had only seen the green-skinned orcs who came to the church to find Grandma St. Angel. So at that time, Charles made up a love story between his father and the green-skinned orc......

Then he thought a little more about his father's courage.

After her parents were killed, Grandma St. Angel gave Charles a will written by her father that was not made public. At this time, Charles learned that his father and his lover in the north also had a daughter named "Momiji". It's just that he didn't expect that this aunt and eldest sister were cat people.

The three of them left the market and walked for about ten minutes before finally coming to an eerie street. There were no lights on the houses on either side of the street, and the street lamps on the street were not lit, and it was all dark.

A gust of wind blew through, and there was nothing left in the streets except dust.

There is a lack of stone in the grassland, and the maple trees in the vicinity are not suitable for building houses because of the sugar content of the wood, so the houses of the residents of the city are basically rammed earth houses.

"This is Lavender Street. Aunt Cat said to Charles, "We live here, it's just that there are almost no people here except in autumn and winter." ”

Aunt Cat and Sister Cat's house is in the middle of Lavender Street, and from the main entrance it looks like a façade, with no words on the signboard, only a crystal ball on a mat.

Among the orcs, some high-ranking people began to give children humanized names, such as Marcus, while most of the low-level people still named their children according to their usual simple habits.

During the conversation along the way, Charles learns that Aunt Cat and her name are Cilantro, and that Sister Cat's name Momiji is exactly what the residents of the prairie call Maple Leaf.

When Aunt Cat opened the door, Charles saw a small blackboard next to the door that read "Prairie North, Heavy Rain, Slightly Cool".

Walking through the door, a strong smell of incense greeted you. When the candles were lit, Charles saw that it was a hall divided by a thick curtain into two rooms. There was a cash box with a slit in the top and a few chairs by the door of the front hall, and through the half-drawn curtains, a low table was placed in the back hall, and a crystal ball the size of a volleyball was placed on a purple cushion in the middle of the low table.

Aunt Coriander said to her daughter: "Yezi, you go to the kitchen to prepare some snacks, and I will talk to Charles." ”

Momiji nodded and left through the side door of the front hall.

Charles was led to the back hall, where he sat on a cushion at a low table under the direction of Aunt Coriander.

Then Aunt Coriander used the key to open a drawer at the bottom of the shelf next to her and took out a box from inside. After taking a seat behind the low table, she placed the box in front of Charles. Charles also took out an identical box and placed it in front of Aunt Coriander.

Neither of them spoke, quietly opened the box, and then took out the letter inside and read it.

There were two letters in the box in front of Charles, one addressed to Charles and one addressed to his sister Mira.

Charles opened his letter and saw his father's handwriting on parchment.

"Charles, my dear son, if you have seen this letter, it means that I am no longer alive.

Please don't grieve for my departure, I have everything ready for this.

Fifteen years ago, the savannah was hit by a famine. One day after I was carrying the grain with Mama St. Angel to Corn City, I came to Lavender Street at my leisure and walked into a fortune shop.

It was Coriander who gave me the first and last divination in my life.

She told me that the result of the divination was that I would die for some irresistible reason in the period between the birth of my son and the time before I became an adult.

Charles, please don't blame yourself for this. Divination is like this, and the answer is vague, and your birth just happens to be used as a reference.

Later, I analyzed this matter with your grandfather and came to the conclusion that this matter was related to the upcoming demon war.

I don't know if I've ever had the opportunity to tell you about the origins of our family, but if not, you can ask Miss Elizabeth about it.

In addition to this, our family has a secret. No one has been able to crack this secret for more than 300 years.

Our family has been studying for one generation and one generation in business, in order to study this secret and try to find other clues in business.

You can ask Her Majesty Queen Victoria, the elven queen, for the specific content of this secret, and the password to ask is 'eat durian without spitting durian skin'.

(Durian is a fruit that grows only in the sea of southern elf trees, and it tastes delicious and is guaranteed to be unforgettable.) This is what my father told me, and now I also tell my son, and I hope you will tell my grandson too. ）

I hope that you will explore this secret hidden in the depths of history again when you become an adult.

If a war breaks out with the demons, I want you to go to the eastern region to avoid this war. If you're going to participate, it's best to unlock the secret first.

Finally, there is an ancestral precept that the Maccaden family has kept secret, which you must follow: do not believe in any god.

You can use Them, but you can't give faith to them. Remember.

Mira has already violated this ancestral precept, but please don't blame her, because she didn't know anything at the time. No matter what you say, she is a sister whose blood is thicker than water.

Also, please take care of the coriander and the autumn leaves, I owe them too much.

Burn after reading"

A flame emerged from the brazier, and Charles was silent as he watched the dancing flames.

On the other side, Aunt Coriander also finished reading the letter that Charles brought, and in addition to the letters, there was a large stack of dowry left for Momiji in the box.

When the flames in the brazier were extinguished and Charles mashed the ashes, Aunt Coriander asked, "Was it an accident or a conspiracy?"

Charles replied, "Elizabeth said it was a conspiracy, and I trust her judgment. ”

"Who?" At this moment, Aunt Coriander's voice was as cold as winter?

"Alan Bischberg, the fourth prince of the kingdom of Bischberg. "He had proposed to Sister Mila before the incident and was rejected. ”

Aunt Coriander left, and the room fell silent, save for the occasional "crackling" sound of the candles burning. The light is constantly beating with the flame of the candle, and the patterns of the tapestries on the walls are particularly mysterious in the changing light.

Suddenly, Charles noticed something strange on one of the tapestries on the left wall.

Charles jumped up like a slime, then came to the tapestry to take a closer look. There are many patterns woven of gold threads on the tapestry, and when the light changes, the reflection of the gold threads can be seen in a certain position to form a group of patterns.

Charles sat back on the mat, then patted the mask on the forehead and said to himself, "I knew it was going to happen." ”

At this time, Aunt Coriander came back with a roll of parchment. She sat down and opened the parchment and read: "Alan Bischberg, the fourth prince of the Bischberg Kingdom on the north bank of the Great River, was born in 1903 in the Divine Calendar, and is 16 years old this year. Brilliant from an early age, he read hundreds of books in the Royal Library at the age of three, and after half a year he taught himself to cast his first magic. At the age of eight, he hunted an adult Lan bear alone in the mountains. At the age of ten, he joined the adventurer's union, passed the union assessment immediately, and then formed an adventurer team to hunt monsters everywhere. Highly suspected reincarnated brave. ”

Charles listened to the enemy's information and was silent for a long time. Why do other traversers have golden fingers, either they have money or can fight. And he only started stabbing wild slimes when he was eight years old, and everyone else killed bears! What about his own golden finger?

He very obediently did not ask Aunt Coriander where this information came from, he believed that if the other party was willing to let him know, he would definitely tell him.

"What are you going to do next?" Aunt Cilantro asked Charles.

"Get stronger, get your own revenge!" Charles replied.

"Do you need my help?" Aunt Coriander continued, "I can get someone from the Demon Clan." ”

Charles hurriedly shook his head and refused, he didn't want to give the other party an experience gift package.

"I'll do it myself. "And Elizabeth will put pressure on the kingdom of Bischberg through diplomatic channels." ”

After a moment of silence, Aunt Coriander said, "It's good if you have your own ideas." You can contact me if you need help. ”

Then she stood up and pulled Charles outside, "Go upstairs and eat, I think you're hungry." ”

In good times, the inhabitants of the northern prairies are not short of meat, butter and dairy products. In addition, because of the free-range chickens in the pastures, there is no shortage of chickens and eggs. It's just that there are not many grains here, most of them are miscellaneous grains, and wheat flour is considered a luxury. Except for a few fruits that can be grown on the edge of the maple forests of the grassland, there are only some dried fruits and preserves brought by merchants. As a result, people here rarely use meat to entertain guests, but instead use a variety of pastries with dried fruits and preserves.

As a soothsayer, Aunt Coriander's family still earns a considerable amount of money, and it is still okay to greet Charles with luxury goods.

While my brother was talking to my mother, Momiji started making snacks to entertain my brother in the kitchen.

Because it had been expected that Charles would come, Momiji had prepared it the day before and kneaded it with flour, flour, goat's milk, maple syrup, and eggs, then added butter and kneaded it again, and finally put the old dough that had risen in a cool cupboard.

The raisins in the jar have been soaked in wine, the candied apples and peaches have been cut into small pieces, and the thyme picked in the wild has been washed and chopped.

Next, Momiji mixes the flour, goat's milk, yeast, old dough, raisins, candied fruits, thyme and butter, ferments for 30 minutes, kneads again, and then rises for 30 minutes.

During the leavening and resting periods, she mixes eggs, flour, and maple syrup into a viscous batter, which she spoons into a baking tray on the fire to make finger-sized round cakes.

When the bundlings are ready, she puts the dough in the oven and bakes it.

When Charles was dragged out of the bathroom by Aunt Coriander, the fragrant bread was baked.

While eating the bread, Aunt Coriander said to Charles, "We don't have any extra room here, so you can sleep with the leaves tonight." You don't have to worry about tomorrow morning's lawsuit, just leave it to me. ”

Momiji said happily, "Charles, you have to tell me the story of Sister Mira tonight." ”