The sun has risen in the sky, and it's time for lunch.

The cook silently served today's lunch, served several dishes, which were commonplace, and after serving the dishes, he bent down and saluted, and then turned to leave.

"How can anyone arrange a goblin for his son to be a master?" Simon picked up a piece of white and tender chicken with a rice bowl in his hand, and said reluctantly.

"I'm sorry, Simon, it's all because Dad is too anxious. ”

At the long table in the living room, Siray and Sirek sat opposite each other.

The difference is that Simon is eating to kill his sorrows, while Sirek is bowing his head with guilt on his face, not daring to look directly at Simon.

Simon's face was full of naked anger, and even when he chewed his food, he was extremely forceful, and Sirek shrugged his head to meet Simon's resentful gaze.

"Simon, just forgive Dad, he is also kind. Celinya stood beside Simon and reached out and pressed it on his shoulder.

"Mother, I didn't say you, you were there at the time, why didn't you stop him?"

"I'm sorry, Simon, it's all my mother's fault, it's my mother who didn't stop my father. ”

"If you want to blame Mom, don't blame Dad, okay?"

Celinya said softly, her eyes a little moist.

"No!"

"If you want to blame Dad, don't blame Mom!" said Sirek as he raised his hand and hurriedly stopped.

"Lake ......"

"Linya ......"

The spark of love rubbed between the eyes of the two, and the spark of passion rippled in each other's pupils.

At this moment, they seem to have returned to their first love.

You care about me, I care about you, everything is so sweet.

“......”

A virgin has taken double critical damage from his body and mind at this point.

Extremely strong sour smell.

You two are my father and mother in this life, can you not hurt your son's young and fragile heart so much?

Besides, how can anyone arrange a goblin for his son to be a master?

Rather than giving your own son to a goblin, you're more focused on showing affection, aren't you?!

It's heart-wrenching.

It's still not biological, and the original owner of the body won't be picked up from the trash can, right?

Simon prefers to believe that the original owner sent it with a phone bill, but there is no Internet in this world, so there is no such statement.

Long

Sirek came back from his affectionate eye contact with Celinya and spoke.

"Although the human archmage is of the goblin race, he also has real skills, after all, he can unleash world-destroying magic!"

"......" Simon fell silent.

Silinya smiled awkwardly from the side.

Come on, can't you see such an obvious scam, your father's IQ is really worrying.

"Are you sure?" Simon asked.

"Then you have to be sure, what the book says can be false?!"

When Sirek said this, Simon was really angry.

The young books in the co-authoring study are not for the original owner, but you old bookworm is drilling into it so hard that you can't distinguish between reality and illusion.

Simon put down the dishes and chopsticks, put his arms on the chair, and sighed.

Alas......

What a headache for my family.

"Let's eat first. Celinya broke the awkward atmosphere and said.

"Eat, eat, if you don't eat, the food will be cold. Sirek agreed.

Grabbed the dishes and chopsticks and ate them in a big gulp, eating extremely raw by aristocratic standards, and it was a little better than Roy.

"Dinner table manners, dear!" Sirine hurriedly reminded.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot about it in a hurry. ”

"Honey, stop!"

Sirek was about to continue eating, but was stopped by Silinya.

I saw Silinya pick up the handkerchief in front of her and stand up, and leaned over to Sirek.

"What's wrong, dear?" Sirek was puzzled.

I saw Sirea's handkerchief pass past Sirek's mouth, taking away a grain of rice that should have stuck to the corner of Sirek's mouth.

"Be careful the next time you eat, otherwise the rice will stick to your mouth again. ”

Celinya put away her handkerchief and sat back in her seat, smiling at Sirekwan.

"I'll take notice, dear. ”

"By the way, dear, today's dish is particularly fragrant, you can taste it. I saw Sirek pick up a small chopstick and hand it to Silinya.

"Honey, the meat is tender today. ”

Celinya picked up a piece of lean meat, also stood up and handed it to Sirek.

"Honey, open your mouth, ah~" The two of them said in unison, and then ate the food handed by the other party at the same time, with happiness written on their faces.

"Ahem!" Simon coughed dryly.

Immediately pulled the two back from their admiration for each other, looked at each other, and smiled slightly.

Sit down and continue your lunch.

Simon sighed, what kind of person is this, fortunately, he can have lunch normally.

It soon became clear to Simon how naïve his idea was.

Even during the meal, the two of them couldn't hide the heat in their eyes, and they frantically raised their eyebrows, and Simon had goosebumps when he saw it, and the blue tendons on his forehead were bulging, and he wanted to be angry on the spot.

"Smack!" the chopsticks were slammed on the table.

"I'm full. Simon picked up the bowl and wiped his handkerchief, then jumped out of his seat and went upstairs.

Simon eventually chose to compromise, and the anger obviously didn't do anything for the two.

In that case, then you continue to show affection, and I'll go!

Sirek and Silinya looked at Simon's departing back.

"Honey, how do I feel like Simon is getting angrier. Cilinya asked.

"Simon, this kid, well......" Sirek sighed.

"Ahh

"What's wrong?"

"Honey, Simon, this kid actually has half a bowl of rice left!"

"Oh my God, how can this be!" said Celinya, who fell to her knees with tears streaming out of her eyes.

When Simon was still growing his body, a series of questions such as whether eating less than half a bowl would affect his body, whether he would starve, etc., lingered in Silinya's mind for a long time, like a spell.

"Honey, it's okay, we have to trust Simon, maybe he just has a bad appetite today?"

Sirekra lifted Celinya with one arm and comforted.

"Lake ......"

"Linya ......"

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"Crunch. ”

The bedroom door was opened.

Simon walked in, threw himself on the bed and buried his face in the sheets, and sighed weakly.

"Alas......"

He was tired, not physically, not mentally, but mentally.

"Alas......"

Simon sighed feebly again.

Turning around, he picked up the book next to him and flipped through it, and it didn't take long for the book to be put down and stuffed into the small bookshelf next to the bed with the other books.

For a professional researcher, even if he comes to another world, he will never stop researching.

And what is missing if you want to conduct research in a different world?

Is it a constantly functioning machine?

Is it a bag of coffee?

Or a chattering boss?

Wrong!

What is really missing is a tool that can be used quickly, and it should be an iron tool to be precise.

In this era, there are no machines, so if you want iron tools, you must use a person who strikes iron, a professional blacksmith.

If it had been any other time, Simon would have probably started with the aim of earning start-up capital.

After all, if you want to hire a blacksmith to customize tools for yourself, I'm afraid it's a lot of money, and it's all novelty, they haven't done it before, and the price should go up.

But fortunately, the "Sisleya" family is a baronial family, and although it is the weakest existence among the traditional five titles, it is still very powerful in terms of starting funds.

Simon was excited at the thought that he would be able to resume his research soon, even though he could face a lot of miserable failures as a starter, and the tools weren't always perfect.

But Simon still couldn't hide his extreme excitement and excitement, and his eyes flashed with joy.

"Hoo ......"

Simon took a deep breath and tried to calm the restless heart, but it didn't do anything, but he made himself more excited.

The biggest problem now is how to express to Sirek, who is a baron, that he needs money.

If they say that they want to do scientific research, then they must not know what they are talking about, and they will even think that Simon has a problem with his brain.

After all, from their point of view, there is no such thing as scientific research in this world.

This became a big problem, how to get Sirek to agree.

Simon put one hand under his lips and walked back and forth in the room in a thoughtful manner.

"Smack!" suddenly hammered his right hand into the palm of his left hand, and suddenly realized.

As long as you don't mention the word scientific research when borrowing money, everything is kept secret.

With this in mind, Simon opened the door in a state of great excitement and walked towards the staircase.

Now Simon's mind is full of research, research, research, and I don't know which neurological hospital I thought came out.

Happily came to the stairs.

Almost instantly, Simon, who was already excited, felt like a fool*, and through the gap between the gauntlets of the stairs, Simon saw Sirek and Silinya.

The two sat opposite each other, their eyes were misty, and they handed each other and tasted the food handed by each other at the same time, and said a few sweet words from time to time, which made the deer collide.

Seeing this scene, Simon's heart was active at the moment: Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?

Who can understand this kind of feeling?

It's like telling you that you have won 10 million, and after you are immersed in joy, you will take a bucket of cold water and pour it on your head to give you a word of awakening.

Simon turned, bit his lower lip, tried his best to suppress his desire to make a fuss, and left the scene with a stiff smile.

"Smack!"

Before you knew it, a drop of liquid ran down her cheek and fell onto the wooden board on the ground, and it didn't take long for it to completely merge with the wooden board and disappear.

From all sides, it is impossible to find Sirek to get start-up capital.

How could I have such a father!

Alas......

Simon sighed and opened the bedroom door.

"Clank!"

The sudden sound woke Simon out of his frustration and pricked up his ears to listen.

One, two, three......

The clanging sound kept ringing, like a collision between heavy objects, as if someone was knocking on something.

There are light and heavy, like a unique melody lingering in Simon's ears.

The sound seemed to come from downstairs, and Simon went down the stairs, without looking at Sirek and Silinya, and walked in the direction from which the sound came.

An extremely excited thought crossed Simon's mind, and he had a hunch that the sound was most likely what he was missing at the moment.

When I came to a large iron door, the decoration style of the iron gate was completely different from the surrounding wooden decoration style, and the whole room was made of iron, which seemed a little out of place compared to other houses.

The sound of "clanging" kept coming from the iron door, seducing every nerve in Simon's heart.

Intuition tells Simon that he guessed right, he really guessed right, and that the inside of the door is exactly what he needs at the moment.

"Squeak!" Simon opened the big iron door, and the heat rushed to his face.

What caught my eye was a burly and majestic figure, with his back to Simon, shirtless, holding a sledgehammer and constantly striking something.

"Sirek, didn't I say you had to knock on the door before you come in?"

"Huh, Simon?"

The man turned around impatiently, and it was an old man, and the white whiskers hanging from his chest were stained with black dirt, but he didn't care to let them stick to his beard, perhaps he was used to it.

"You, know me?" Simon pointed at himself, but soon realized that he had said something nonsense.

This is his house!

"Haha, how could I not recognize my lovely grandson?"

Grandson?

Simon was stunned.

Although there is also this possibility, it is obviously a bit unrealistic, you must know that the man in front of him really doesn't look like an old man except for a big white beard in front of him!

Extremely strong muscles, a height taller than Sirek, extremely conspicuous and deep eight-pack abs, jet black and shiny hair......

Sidsar stopped what he was doing, scrubbed his dirt-stained hands in clean water, dried them with a towel hanging on the wall, and made sure his hands were clean before coming to Simon's side and picking him up.

"Hey!"

“?！”

Simon was busy thinking, unaware of the Sidsar who had come to him, and he didn't come back to his senses until he was picked up.

But it was too late, and by the time he came back to his senses, he would be lifted high.

Simon looked at him innocently, and Sidsar immediately returned a kind smile, his strength was strong, but also gentle.

Simon had to sigh helplessly.

When I was a child, my mind was obviously not enough......

"I'm your grandfather, don't you remember me?" Sidsar paused for a moment and replied.

“......”

Simon's gaze swept over Sidsar's thick muscles.

It's so big......

The old man's name is "Sidsar Sisraia".

As he says, he is Simon's grandfather, but he doesn't have the slightest sign of age, he is athletic and has enviable muscular lines.

This is in the beauty contest in the previous life, an old man can have this kind of muscle without eating protein and powder, which will probably cause a world-class sensation!

Strange family members have increased.