A ruddy-faced Beth curled up in Thor's arms, panting.

"You're too bad, aren't you? I'm the real patient, okay? And I'm the one who has been helping throughout. Saul teased, reaching out to help her straighten her sweaty hair from the front of her forehead.

Beth didn't answer, her arms around Thor's neck, like a lazy cat.

"Is there enough money at the exchange point?" asked Thor.

"It's enough, the new construction of the lord's palace has cost about more than 100,000 silver coins, and some money has been allocated from other aspects, but our taxes are good. All the money is piled up here at the exchange point, and you can put most of it in the ring tomorrow, so that the heavy troops here can be withdrawn. ”

After Beth finished speaking, she looked solemnly at Thor and added.

"I have a detailed record of every expense, so you can check it at any time. ”

Thor raised his hand and pinched her little nose, then lowered his head and began to grope around her waist.

"What are you doing?" Beth writhed.

"Didn't you let me check it? So I'll see how much fat I've grown. Thor muttered.

And then there are the little fists of the storm.

"Are you going to do something to Petty?" Beth pressed her cheek against Thor's muscular chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"Can you guess that?" said Thor, a little shocked.

"If you want to find a person in management, you can only start with the people around the surrounding lords. If you want the other party to be obedient and controlling, who else can you have but Petty? The key is that you also said that you have to hold Kennadze down and prevent them from supporting Halloville. Beth replied.

"Yes, it seems that being around me is a great inspiration to you, but I have to be careful in the future, otherwise there will always be little shiitake mushrooms like you who will come to steal the master's skills. ”

"But when you use the word 'hands-on,' the part of speech sounds a little sinister. To be precise, I'm at best 'hired', kidnapping her to help me take care of my territory. Saul raised an eyebrow and explained.

"Is there a difference? If you stay with a great demon king like you for a long time, you will eventually fall, and I am a typical victim. ”

"Poof~ You're a victim?That's really wronged you, so now the Great Demon King will let you go free, okay?" Thor laughed amusedly, hugging Beth and rubbing her forehead.

"I don't want to, if you set me free, I'll die. Beth kissed her with affection.

"Well, then you won't be able to run away for the rest of your life. Thor replied gently.

"By the way, do you want me to trick Petty into tricking you over?" asked Beth suddenly.

"No, do you often cheat your close friends like this? and don't you care?"

"I don't care, I know there will be more people around you in the future. I'm not the first one you met, but I'm the first to stay by your side, and I've used up all my life's luck. Beth rubbed her cheek against Thor's chest.

"Don't tell you to say such stupid things, you are so humble that it makes people feel so distressed, I can't help but want to pierce you cruelly. ”

"Come on, evil devil! I, the first-order summoner, Beth Battier, will destroy you today on behalf of justice!" Beth suddenly pointed at Thor.

"I don't know whether I know whether to live or die, face the roar of hell!" Thor suddenly turned over, and in the blink of an eye, the room was full of murderous energy.

......

The autumn leaves swirled and fell to the ground, and there was a faint sound of winter footsteps in the air.

Thor opened his eyes and looked at everything in the dormitory, and then remembered that he had really returned.

With inexplicable excitement in his heart, Thor left the warm quilt lightly, and after gently wrapping Beth into a silkworm chrysalis with a blanket, Thor pushed open the door and came to the aisle.

I ran to the swing in the bedroom garden and sat on it twice, feeling a little silly. Thor turned to the bathroom where he had washed, cleaned himself up, and made his way through the cloister to the kitchen.

By this time, just after dawn, the kitchen was already warm by the fire, and Andor and Fenci were busy by the home bread stove as usual.

"Good morning hosts. Seeing Thor, Finch hurriedly bowed her head in greeting.

"Good morning, lordship, you...... Don't you want to rest for a while?" said Anduo with a blushing face.

Thor glanced at Ando's expression a little strangely, then raised his hands and rubbed his two little heads.

"Leave it to me here. Thor squeezed between the two sprouts and rolled up the sleeves of his coat.

"No, master, this is our business, and if Madame knows about it, she will punish us. The two sprouts were a little panicked.

"Don't worry, this is my love breakfast, if she dares to punish you, tell me that I spank her at night. ”

"Poof~" The two bean sprouts fantasized about the scene where the usual serious lady was spanked, blushed and laughed, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and the feeling between the love breakfast and the spanking seemed to be a little contradictory?

Soon the freshly scented toast was baked, and Andor was sent to serve Beth to wash, and Fenki cut the bread at Thor's instructions, and sandwiched the small roast and vegetables prepared by the lord in between. Then coat it with a special sauce and it will be fragrant immediately.

Facing a table of fragrant breakfast, Bei sat in the chair without any reserve and shook sweetly.

"Aren't you hungry? Sit down and start together, and I made it for four. Thor waved at the two small bean sprouts standing respectfully with their hands folded after pouring the hot milk.

"Master, we are subordinates...... No, you can't. "Two sprouts.

"Less nonsense, it doesn't matter if you're not human, as long as I'm happy, hurry up. Thor deliberately grimaced.

Seeing Beth quietly and constantly waving her hand, the two bean sprouts dared to take a seat at the table.

After a fairly lively breakfast, Thor found his steel longsword and carried the old man behind his back.

Then the four of them left the lord's mansion and came to the street.

Now that the entire Liberty City has grown to a population of more than 2,000, there aren't many people who actually recognize Thor. However, walking down the street, some old lords quickly recognized Thor, and then all kinds of greetings began to spread around like a tidal wave.

Thor smiled and nodded in response, gradually feeling a little numb and impatient because the frequency of repetition was too high.

He didn't feel much about the reverence around him, and in his eyes, these meaningless greetings were taking up a lot of his time. He prefers to use the time he has to deal with to flip through books and fish, even if it is good to go to the secret realm to kill a few monsters.

Beth, who was walking beside her, was also respected by everyone, and Thor rolled his eyes, and suddenly felt that the title of 'Iron Mask Lord' was very good, maybe she could always help herself in the front row in the future?

"What bad idea are you thinking again?" asked Beth as she leaned closer to Thor, a look of suspicion.

"How is that possible? I'm kind, I'm just thinking about what to eat for the night. Thor waved his hand solemnly.

After sending Beth and the two sprouts to the merit exchange point, Thor took 400,000 silver coins and left tens of thousands of reserve gold while evacuating the surrounding guards. Thor then rejected Andor's desire to follow the service and went shopping alone.

Throughout the day, Thor traveled to many places, and at the same time felt any subtle changes in the entire territory.

He first went to Staunt to see the training of the various knight squadrons, and also went to Diller's little dark room to look at the small information notes on the wall. Then Thor went to the head of agriculture to find out how the fields were going, and even went to the swamp full of driftwood.

The distribution point, the blacksmith shop, the mill, the place where it should be cared for all left Thor's footsteps, and at the same time, it is also signaling the return of the lord. This is not voluntary, but because his presence and presence are inherently a kind of propaganda.

After a walk around the mine and the way to the beach, it aroused Thor's interest.

A squadron of knights was carrying torches, where more than twenty fishermen were fishing. Thor coped with the greetings of the crowd, then checked the fishing nets and cages, and learned about the approximate catch of each day.

The waves are still rolling in the sea, the continuous washing sound mixed with the salty smell of the sea breeze blowing in the face, although the light is limited and you can only see a corner of the beach, but this does not prevent people from fantasizing about its vastness and vastness.

Today seems to be lucky, a wave passed, and several fishmen stood up from the waves.

Almost at the same time as they appeared on the edge of the torch light, the entire squadron went into combat readiness. The crowd had apparently experienced this encounter many times, and there was no panic, the fishermen retreated, and the men of the squadron drew their weapons to meet the enemy.

Thor drew his sword and tugged at a fish-man with interest.

The other party carried a three-edged fork-shaped long-handled weapon, with a fish's head, and its whole body was covered with scales like fish scales, and the soles of its feet were connected by flippers. Looking at his dumbfounded appearance, Thor suddenly remembered how many of these ugly creatures he had killed on the shores of Wailing Lake.

"Stop! Thor spoke to the Fish-Man in Human and Continental Languages.

However, to no avail, the fish-man raised his fork and was shaved off the fish's head by Thor with his hand.

can't communicate, and will produce demon souls, but the other party should be considered a smart race, but the level of intelligence is a little lower.

Thor slapped the fish-man's rusty harpoon, apparently metallic, with his sword. Won't their weapons rot in the sea? Do they still have their own blacksmith shop in the sea? Thor stood on the shore of the sea and thought for a while, but to no avail.

At the end of the day, I felt like I didn't do anything concrete, I was just walking, watching and talking. However, when faced with the administrative side of the dense matter, Saul felt much more tired than running around for a day.

For many public security problems or small cases, the lower-level managers have actually made judgments, but they still have to send the punishment results to a higher place for instructions. In the past, it was all sent to the three of Beth, but now it is to Thor who took the initiative to take over.

Saul had to read each case carefully, not that he couldn't trust the law enforcement, but that Saul's personal obsessive-compulsive disorder was attacking, and he was used to understanding the whole thing before establishing his own judgment.

So all kinds of trivial things came to the people, although there were no signs of favoritism and fraud for the time being, and the sentencing in all aspects was fair, but all kinds of trivial and messy things still made Saul feel dizzy.

I'm obviously a lord, why should I torture myself? Why should I suffer this sin? Isn't it good to live freely?

It seems that the plan to kidnap Petty's little shiitake mushrooms is on the agenda.

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