Chapter 7: Night
Sidsar noticed the gradual development of a spot of light on Simon's forehead, which was sweat.
The temperature here is still too high for Simon.
"So, what did you come to Grandpa for?"
"Do you want pocket money?"
Simon shook his head.
"Do you want Grandpa to play with you?"
Simon shook his head again.
Simon refused very simply, and a slightly lonely feeling sprouted in Sidsal's heart, which was very unpleasant.
"That'...... Do you want Grandpa to teach your dead ghost dad a lesson?"
Simon hurriedly waved his hand, although Sirek was crazy to show affection and sprinkle dog food was very annoying, but no matter how he said it, he was his own father.
And Sidsar was full of muscles all over his body, and Sirek was completely incomparable to him.
If the two fight, I'm afraid the situation will be too one-sided.
β...... So what do you want?"
Simon's repeated refusals made Sidsar wonder, could it be that he was just passing by?
"Actually, there is something I want to discuss with you grandpa. Simon began.
The heat spread throughout the blacksmithing chamber.
"Since Simon has something to do with Grandpa, let's go out and talk. β
Sidsar put Simon down, picked up the towel on the iron table, wiped the sweat from his body, and then took off the coat hanging on the wall, draped it over his back, and led the way down the hall.
If Simon is left in the blacksmithing room any longer, he is afraid that he will faint due to his physical unacceptability.
If you really want to faint, you will feel sorry for him, after all, he is his only precious grandson, but he is much cuter than his stupid son who is full of only his wife.
"Father. β
Sirek, who was in the hall sweetly, saw Sidsar coming, and hurriedly got up to give up his seat.
"Hmm. β
Sidsar was not polite, and sat down directly after answering.
Seeing Sidesar sitting in his place, Sirek gradually moved closer to Silinya on the opposite side, trying to bring the two closer together.
I couldn't help but imagine the scene a few seconds later.
He and Celinya had a passionate hug, nothing to say, nothing to talk about, and then feed each other to enjoy food, like a fairyland!
"Sirek!"
"What's the matter, father?"
Sidsar's voice woke Sirek from his beautiful imagination and hurriedly answered.
"Come here, stand next to me!"
β...... Huh?"
"I told you to stand next to me, don't you understand?"
β...... It's ......"
Sidsar's sudden order was difficult for Sirek to accept, but he had to stand behind Sidesar obediently with his head down.
Seeing Sirek standing behind him, Sidsar nodded in satisfaction.
Years of experience had taught him that he couldn't let Sirek get close to Cerea, or he would immediately become the ultimate single-celled creature, the kind that could not be saved.
Imagine you're about to discuss something happy with your precious grandson.
And the two of them are talking crazy and sweetly on the other side, and from time to time they make some indescribable small movements, who can stand this?
"Simon, are you looking for grandpa......"
"Alas......"
Sidsar spoke, and a sigh came from behind him before the words fell, interrupting Sidessar's words.
"Simon, ...... you are looking for"
"Alas......"
"Simon you ......"
"Alas......"
"What are you sighing for! If you have a problem, find a doctor, don't sigh next to me, sigh, obscure!"
Sidesar finally couldn't take it anymore and reprimanded Sirek behind him, but Sirek turned a deaf ear as if he couldn't hear it.
"Alas......"
"You want me to stand here, alas......"
Sirek said listlessly, and a sigh from time to time caused Sidsar to go up frantically, eager to take violent actions against Sirek.
But he held back and took a deep breath to calm out his gradually irritable heart.
"If you want to sigh like this again, go and clean the iron room for me for a week, so that you kid has nowhere to go. β
The blacksmith room is also part of the castle, and it was Roy's duty to clean the blacksmith room.
Since Sidsar often made iron swords in it, dust and dirt came quickly, and it was difficult to clean up.
The most important thing is that the temperature inside is not acceptable to ordinary people.
"How can I sigh, Father, you must have heard it wrong, right?!"
"Then shut up and stand up!"
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After Sidsar's friendly consultation, Sirek stood more powerful, his waist straightened, and even his eyes became embarrassed, and he was almost like two people who had hung their heads before.
"Okay, then Simon, what did you come to Grandpa to discuss?"
Sidsar looked at Simon with kind eyes, like a kind old man.
If he doesn't have that muscle.
"That...... I have some ideas for iron tools, and I want my grandfather to help build them, I wonder if you would like to help, grandpa?"
Simon originally wanted to say that he was doing scientific research, but it should be considered that the world is relatively backward in civilization, and there is no such thing as science.
Suddenly saying something different about "scientific research" may attract a different kind of attention.
"Simon, can you tell Grandpa what your thoughts are about iron? β
"Or what do you think he's going to do? β
"If you think about it, you can see it at a glance. β
With that, Simon pulled out a piece of paper from his pocket, and drew some strange patterns on it, and marked certain points on it that required special attention.
Give it to Sidsar.
Sidsar took the paper and looked at it.
The expression on his face changed from surprise to surprise at the beginning, and there was a 360-degree change.
Others may not know, but as an ironsmith, he still knows that this seemingly bizarre pattern actually hides a mystery, and it may really be able to be made.
"Simon, can you tell grandpa what this thing is for?"
"Keep it a secret for now, and you'll find out then. β
"Hmm......" Sidsar.
"Okay, since this is what Simon asked Grandpa, then Grandpa has no reason not to do it, and I will go back and do my best to make this drawing. β
"Then I'm sorry for you!"
"Little things, little things. β
"Huh?"
Through the corner of his eye, Sidsar noticed that Sirek was looking towards the drawing in his hand, and immediately felt a different emotion, maybe he should tease him?
"Yo, Lake, do you understand?"
Sidsar increased his voice and shook the drawing in front of Sirek.
"Father, I'm stupid, please elaborate. β
Sirek's words made Sidsar feel happy.
What are you kidding, this is an important task that his precious grandson has asked him to do, how can you, a single-celled creature with only his wife, understand?
"Please also ask my father to elaborate!" for fear that Sidsar would not hear clearly, Sirek said again in a loud voice.
"Why are you so stupid, you can't even read this drawing, come, let me teach you well. β
Sidsar smiled and put the drawings in front of him, he must have been confident of such a simple thing.
"......" Sidsar.
"What's the matter, father-in-law-?"
At this time, Sidsar felt that his brain was very inflated, he could clearly understand this drawing, but he didn't know how to explain the content on it, it was too complicated, so complicated that it was dazzling.
"Father-dear ββ?," Sirek said again in a deliberately mocking prolonged voice.
"Ah......h This one...... Should...... Well...... Right...... That's right...... That's ......" Sirek's provocation made Sidsar visibly incoherent, muttering to himself.
"Ahem, it's not too early, I've got to help Simon build this thing first, oops, the weather is so nice today, ahahahaha!" Sidsar smiled awkwardly and walked towards the blacksmithing room with the blueprints.
"Good afternoon, my lord. β
Roy happened to come down from the stairs with a bucket to change the water, and met Sidsar, who was smiling awkwardly, and bent down to salute.
"Hmm. Sidsar nodded, and then opened the iron door and entered the blacksmithing room.
"Do you feel like you're in an unexpectedly good mood today?"
Roy watched Sidsar's back as he departed, and did not speak until he entered the blacksmithing room.
Carrying the bucket and continuing to walk forward, he met Simon, who came sullenly, put down the bucket and saluted again.
"Little master, good afternoon. β
Suddenly called, Simon looked up, and when he saw that it was Roy, he nodded listlessly and walked through Roy and went straight upstairs.
"I always feel that today's little master is a little too depressed. Roy's tone was a little worried.
Carrying the bucket and continuing to walk, through the gap between the walls, he saw Sirek and Silinya.
The two are entangled in all sorts of sweet words.
"My dear, you are so beautiful, you are the most beautiful woman in my heart, there is no one. "Sirek.
"Honey, you are so handsome, you are the most handsome man in my heart, there is no one. "Celinya.
"Oh dear, I feel so blessed to be with you. "Sirek.
"Why not, dear, open your mouth, ah~~~" Celinya.
"Ah~~~~~~h
"......" Roy.
At this moment, Roy seemed to understand why Simon was sullen, and there was something wrong with such a scene.
But Roy didn't bother them, but quietly bowed through the wall and left with the bucket.
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in the bedroom.
Simon was sitting at a round table drawing something, and there were surprising numbers of books piled up on the table.
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In the blacksmith room.
Sidsar was pounding on something with a hammer in his hand.
Behind him lay flat on the table the drawings that Simon had given him earlier.
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At the well outside the castle.
Roy brought a bucket of water from the well and carried it upstairs to continue his day's cleaning.
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in the hall.
The scene is too sour to describe.
Everything is going on a trajectory according to the daily clock.
What an ordinary day.
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Night quietly occupies the sky, and the sun that shines on all things sets to the west, and this moment is the home of night.
Simon and Sirek were sitting at the table eating, and the dinner was obviously not as rich as the lunch, but it was not something that the average family could enjoy.
As for Sidsar, he rarely eats with his family because of the iron, and usually Roy brings some to the blacksmith room during the meal to make it easier for him to eat.
"I'm full. β
"Good night, father, mother. β
Simon picked up the handkerchief on the table, wiped his mouth, and walked up the stairs to the second floor, saying goodnight as he left.
"Good night. "Sirek.
"Good night, I'm going to have a sweet dream~" Celinya.
Opening the bedroom door, Simon collapsed on the bed and fell asleep after a simple wash.
Today was an extraordinarily stressful day for him.
After briefly reviewing hundreds of books and making a summary, to plan for the future route, this should be a brain-wrenching and spirit-wrenching thing, but for some reason, my mouth is a little sour.
Even if he was a late-night party who often stayed up all night in his previous life, it was unbearable at this moment.
First, the amount of information is too much, and secondly, he is still in the stage of growing his body, and he can't give his second life to be disabled, so at least he must resist staying up late before he becomes an adult.
It didn't take long for
Simon
Fell asleep.
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On the edge of a cliff in the forests of the Sisraia Realm.
A man dressed in black was looking up at the bright moon hanging in the sky, his hideous face was terrifying, and there was a different kind of gaze in his eyes.
"Whoaβ"
A breeze blew.
A black figure appeared behind the man, kneeling on one knee.
"Oh?"
The man noticed the black shadow that appeared out of thin air behind him, turned around, walked over to the black shadow and crouched down.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
"x2*:%7aij*nf" is blurred.
"Oh~ That means that you lost your target, and everyone who acted with you died in honor, so you ran back with your tail between your legs and reported to me, right?"
The shadow nodded.
"Then why do you still have the face to come back?!"
The man angrily grabbed the shadow's head and threw it at the ground.
"Smack!"
The black shadow's head shattered like a watermelon, and watermelon juice splashed on the ground.
"We are loyal believers of the Demon God, and we are the strongest supporters of the Demon God!"
"We prayed to the Demon God day after day, year after year, and we gained the trust of the Demon God for this. β
"And you...... You actually betrayed the trust of the Demon God, you scum, waste, scum, stinky shit!"
"It's not a pity to die, it's not a pity to die!"
"Ah, Lord Demon God, please forgive us for our mistakes, and please show us the way forward!"
The man's saliva splattered as he spoke, and his face was extremely hideous, especially terrifying in the light of the moonlight.
"However, the dead waste will die, and there is no way to save the target~"
"You guys, you shouldn't let me down, right?"
The man turned around, and the trees were already full of dense black shadows.
They nodded at the same time, not knowing what they were saying, and eventually turned into black dust and drifted in the wind and disappeared.
The man looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and in addition to greed, there was a different kind of emotion in his eyes.
"Today's moonlight is so beautiful~"