The 16-year-old black-haired boy never understood why his mother chose to live in the wilderness of the mountains far from the village, and why she always told herself that she could not be close to the village and could not interact with the people in the village, so that the most ordinary daily necessities of the family were always in short supply and food was not abundant. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Arthur has always had this kind of incomprehension and relied on his mother for his life. He thinks that his only luck is that when he was a child, he met Werther when he was picking wild fruits, and it was Werther who gave Arthur an understanding of the outside world and triggered his longing for the world. In order not to lose Werther's only friend, Arthur is used to behaving clumsily in front of him and always needs help.

When Arthur was only two or three meters away from the cabin, the wooden door suddenly opened, and a woman dressed as a peasant woman stepped out.

Although she was the mother of a sixteen-year-old boy, the woman was tall and slender, her skin was white and firm, her plump breasts were tightly wrapped in a long purple dress, her V-shaped neckline showed deep furrows, and her long and soft hair as pure black as a teenager was scattered behind her. What was revealed in those same pure black eyes was by no means the simplicity of an ordinary peasant woman, but the tenacity and determination after experiencing wind and waves and long-term training.

Despite wearing coarse cloth clothes, the noble temperament of the woman from head to toe is still obvious and thorough, especially a small black mole at the bottom left of the corner of her mouth is the best embellishment of delicate facial features, making the woman have a touch of sexy and charming in addition to the noble atmosphere.

Seeing his mother, Arthur stepped forward quickly. He put down the cloth bag and untied it, proudly showing his mother the lumps of green leaves.

While Arthur was still excitedly boasting about his ability to hunt wild boars, Yulinda took a step back, and her slender, delicate hand quietly lifted up to reach for the axe stuck in the stake.

When the fingers were grasped, the woman's arm suddenly exerted force, and in an instant, the axe blade slashed through the leaves, just the right amount of force and precision to make the leaves just cut a hole, revealing the intact pieces of flesh inside.

Yulinda looked at the shape and size of the cut of meat, and when she raised her eyes to look at Arthur, her eyes were already filled with obvious anger.

Knowing what his mother's expression meant, Arthur was momentarily speechless: "I, I...... Belch...... That ......"

"It's Werther. You know the consequences of lying to me. Yulinda's voice was as cold as her expression, and although she always spoke softly, every word she said had a strange power that struck the listener to the bottom of her heart.

The axe was lifted again, this time pointing at Arthur.

Seeing that the blade of the axe was about to touch the tip of his nose, the young man stepped back in panic, his hands raised in front of his chest and shook wildly. There was no fear on the boy's face, only a little embarrassment after the lie was exposed.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry, I'll practice swords for ten hours tomorrow, let's take care of these first, I haven't eaten meat for a long time, and I don't have the strength to practice, don't you?" Arthur sneered, slowly reached out and slowly touched the axe, tentatively pressing it down little by little.

For his mother's sudden attack, the tense and sharp atmosphere, Arthur had long been accustomed to. He has his self-confidence.

Seeing that Yulinda didn't speak, and the axe didn't move, Arthur smiled a little silly, showed his white teeth, and after making sure that his mother was no longer attacking, he stood up and picked a few pieces of meat and took them to the mountain spring not far away to wash.

The hand gripping the axe didn't actually relax its strength. Yulinda slowly lowered her axe, turned to look at her son's figure crouching by the mountain spring, at his carefree smile, at his expectant face to handle the wild boar. Yulinda sighed silently, and said silently in her heart: "I just want to wait for you to grow up again." ”

When Witt returned to the village, he saw a large number of people gathered around the chief's house, and soon he saw that the center of the crowd was the village chief and his father, and on the opposite side was the nearest town to the village, Wood, the herald of Wommeer, and two soldiers standing behind Lin.

Seeing Lin, I don't know why, a bad premonition rose in Werther's heart.

Unable to hear what was being said, Werther simply withdrew from the crowd and waited.

Ruerbad was the first to walk out of the village chief's house, and after walking a few steps he saw his son, so he walked towards him with a loving smile on his face.

"Father, why did Lin come this time? Is it conscription? ”

When he was close, Werther had to look up to see his father's face. The veteran hunter was tall and majestic, with his blond hair standing on end, just like his character.

"Well, there's this in addition to conscription." Rourbad raised his muscular arm and handed over a leaflet.

Witt was surprised: "This is! ”

"After two years, the church is finally recruiting contractors again."

"Contractor!?" Witte jerked his head back and looked at Rubbad, "That is, it's really going to war!?" ”

"Alas, perhaps, Lin said that the border has been unstable recently, and Her Majesty has come forward less and less, and Archbishop Heathrow has always presided over the proceedings, as if he has become Her Majesty's spokesperson, which is very strange."

After a few seconds of silence, Werther suddenly smiled, he simply folded the leaflet and stuffed it into his pocket: "How can there be contractors in a remote village like ours, Lin is really, he knows it." ”

"Even if you know, you have to do it if it's an order." Rumbaard continued, "Lin has been working hard lately, he said that he has worn out three pairs of snowcow leather boots, ha, let's go, go home, Lily must be ready to cook and wait for us." ”

"Hmm!" Werther smiled merrily, nodded vigorously, and walked after Ruerbad.

When Ruerbad opened the door, the aroma of bread, vegetable soup, baked potatoes and pan-fried bacon came to his face, and father and son swallowed at the same time.

"Coming back?" Lily looked at the door, still stirring with a spoon in her hand, her pale blue dress was mostly covered by a milky white apron, her blonde hair, which was slightly lighter than that of father and son, was combed into two braids, hanging down her high bulging chest, and under her straight forehead was a gentle smile belonging to his wife and mother, "Werther met Daddy?" What do you think? Is there a hunt for Damme today? ”

"Oh? You're hunting Dam? Hearing his wife say this, Rolbad immediately looked at his son, his expression full of anticipation.

But when Werther shook his head, Rubbard showed no disappointment, he patted Werther on the shoulder, laughed heartily, and then said: "Dahm is the largest wild boar in the mountains, and it is said that he has lived for hundreds of years, and he is very strong and agile, and he has been hunted many times, so he is very keen. You're still young, and it's important not to give up. ”

Lily also said: "Yes, Ruerbad has only met Dam once, and that time you were just about to shoot an arrow and he ran away, right, dear, you have been complaining for half a month." ”