The world is changing so fast, so fast that it's confusing.

It's really too fast for this old guy, and unfortunately, he can't stand the toss anymore.

After planting the land for I don't know how many years, nothing has changed, and suddenly one day, the son came back from the city to take his old father into the city, and his first reaction was not joy, but fear.

I'm afraid that no one at home will see it stolen, I'm afraid that no one will repair the house after the rainstorm, I'm afraid that no one will take care of the farmland and the vegetables will be stolen. The son dragged his stubborn father out of the house where he had lived for five generations, directly or indirectly damaging two bowls, a feather duster, and a door in the process.

Ah, stubborn boy, like his father, this proves the genetics correct, and that is indeed his species.

As in many years ago, the rebellious child was expecting to break out of the sky, having childish dreams, and his father was adamantly against his decision, and in the end he accidentally let him run away, and now the dream has come true, and now again, the father is adamantly against his decision, and this time it was also unsuccessful.

When the old stubborn old man hugged the door and shouted hoarsely, "Let go!" I won't leave here even half a step if I die, my son's first reaction was not to let go, but to ask someone to break down the door.

It turns out that money is everything.

Bidding two silver coins, he was betrayed, and the four strong men carried him and his door and the roar of "Rebel, let go of me, Rebel!" disappeared from the sight of the villagers.

Then I finally got used to the new house, got used to the big bed that was too soft and always made him feel like I was going to fall, got used to being surrounded by buildings, and found a group of people who could accompany me to drink tea and play chess in the afternoon, and the change began again.

I don't know where people who claim to be "reformists" have appeared, shouting such incomprehensible slogans as "bring change to the country, bring impetus to change, bring the source of power" to engage in construction, they organize manpower, pay for recruitment, demolish and build, new roads, new houses, canals, sewers, as far as the eye can see, take on a new look, the whole city has become strange again, and it has to take more time to adapt again, and the frequent changes are disturbing.

Then out of nowhere, a group of pastors came out of nowhere, built schools, taught culture, and said that only by understanding the creation of the Supreme God could we better follow Him, and they would choose the successors of power from among the students, and as for other children, even if they did not have strong qualifications, they could share in the glory of the Lord.

Then there was the group of paladins who claimed to be sheriffs, and they set a lot of rules to death that they didn't understand what was useful and troublesome, and those who didn't follow them were punished according to the regulations.

When they finally got used to it, they didn't know that out of that corner came a group of clergy to demonstrate, saying that they were destroying the country, and that they were all sinners who helped the degenerate.

Who knows what those people are thinking in their heads, he just wants to live his life well, but there are always so many troubles.

Later, I don't know what happened, because he left again.

It was still of such a high standard, and he was sent to the port overnight with the bed in his sleep.

"Let me down! I'll throw in the towel!" "That's not good, how can I miss such a good opportunity." "Daddy, please!" That was the first time Pelou had let go of his father's majesty, "Spare me this old bone!!" "Oh, believe me, how could I pit you? "Okay, you can't go back!" "When have I ever regretted it?" ”

"Rebel!" In that dark and windy night, he pounded the bed board, and the old tears were all over the place, "You are going to put your father in the pit of death!"

That night, his cry like a pig was heard far and wide.

According to incomplete statistics, in the process, they directly or indirectly destroyed a quilt, a pillow, a door, and a wall that was torn down because the exit was too narrow.

Finally he came, and after several hypnosis tests, the results of which showed that he had not practiced and was not a believer in the cult, and again, he was unwilling to get off the ship, and his son tore down another wall, and with two ropes, he carried him down, and he became a citizen of Avaranga, and sat on this mound and wondered why life —————— was like this, and why.

When he was young, Pelu was the strongest farmer in the village, and I couldn't lift a knife, or my son, you floated.

He looked down at himself with the grief and indignation of his son's rebellion, emmmmm.

Well, I can't lift the knife anymore.

To this day, he is still deeply impressed by the process of getting off the ship: Olo, a rebellious boy who is only five years old and below since he was a child, directly hired four one-ring wizards to carry his single bed to the destination, well, literally flying, sparks and lightning all the way, full speed ahead, fortunately, Olo was very caring and didn't forget to tie the quilt to the bed, he didn't catch a cold, [healing] is also constantly released, Pelou's body senses can be called comfortable, but even so, the old guy who has been kneeling in front of Newton's coffin board for most of his life is still almost scared.

Why is that?

He looked at the group of enthusiastic villagers, as well as the two passers-by who were willing to help, why was that?

This is not what the church says.

"Uncle, the sugar is gone... ”

Familiar voices, Pelu didn't even bother to look, he knew who was coming.

The blonde little Lori swayed and flew over, with big watery eyes, she was not very old, but she knew how to take advantage of her innate advantages, under the fierce eye attack, he was quickly defeated: "Enter the door, the second drawer of the table from left to right, unlocked." "Yay!" little Lori cheered and gave him a hug, gave herself a few useless blessings, and ran to her destination with a faint spell light.

Uncle...

For them, forty or fifty years old can only be called a young person, practice, can I really do it?

Perloux asked himself, a voice inside him telling him that he could do it, or at least the change was already there.

The tester told him that his wizarding talent was originally good, but he was too old, the effect of tutoring knowledge was not great, and the prospects were very limited, so he could only follow the path of a warrior, his warrior qualifications were not to say top, but also middle-class, it seemed that the man did not lie to him———— he felt it, the loose and atrophied muscles were re-expanding and bulging, the skin was getting tighter and tighter, and the body was rejuvenating, at least partially.

That's all the result of adult school make-up classes and hypnosis to strengthen memory, there is no need to plant any seeds of power, the runes are still there, the exercise method is still there, and the inheritance of wizards and warriors is not broken.

The so-called wizard spirit Pelu didn't know much about it, but he knew that life was getting better and there was hope.

May the masters of this territory be merciful and healthy.

From the bottom of his heart, he recited the blessings that his father often said before his death.

His father's words still seemed to be echoing in his ears, although he was still a farmer, but the years could still make him sum up a lot of lessons: "Remember, stinky boy, no matter what the lord is, whether it is the Holy See or a nobleman, it is better to have land than no land, it is better to have a lord than no lord, the lord is strong, his body is healthy, no matter what, life will go on, at least he can take a good breath, and when he meets a kind person, it is simply a gift from God." ”

"So if one day is good, don't forget to be grateful, just like your grandfather said before his death: May the owner of this territory be merciful and healthy. ”