Chapter 3 Sponsors should be subtle

I took a look at Ryan's letters to me, and the first two were the same as always.

-- What did you do in the morning, what did you do at noon, and what did you do in the evening?

-- The flowers that were raised withered because of the mission; There's a shop in town that sells baked cookies that taste great; Reiner of the mercenary group abandoned the merry widow next door, and after returning from the mission, he pursued it with a shy face, but he didn't expect there to be such a brazen person in the world.

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Ryan, this guy.

Is it really an excellent sponsor who has been assessed?

I opened the fourth letter, which was very short, with only a few lines of scribbled handwriting on the beige paper:

[Hey, boy, are you shy when it comes to women?] Why don't you reply to my letters? 】

[I'm following the group in search of the Morsu Gem, good fellow, it's a big business. 】

[Remember to write back to me.] 】

It seems that I was in a hurry, so I sent it to me after a few random strokes.

I folded the letter and set it aside.

Fifth, I pulled out the letter, but there was something in the envelope.

I put the envelope against the table, shook it a few times, and several fine blue gems fell.

Could this be...... Molsu gemstones?

I picked up the blue gems, and in the light they were crystal clear and as blue as the sky.

[Morsu Gem, we have found many deposits in the Kesh Rock on the eastern coast, and the boy of Rainer has been babbling to the gods that this is the Stone of Destiny and can keep peace. Although I think what he said is nonsense, I should send you a little bit, so that you can ...... An eye-opener? 】

[Remember to write back to me.] 】

Sixth, inside the envelope was a thick stack of markers.

[I went to the Panson Welfare Institute today, and I wanted to meet you, but I let me know a piece of news that made people angry. 】

[Boy, I'm your sponsor.] 】

[Remember to write back to me!] 】

……

Did Mother Tracy tell him about my part-time job?

I looked at the stack of markers and smiled, good fellow, judging by Ryan's tone, it seems that my approach has challenged his dignity as a sponsor?

…… I really don't know what to say.

Or do as he says, and write back to him.

I packed up the letters, then put the markers and Morsu gems that Ryan had given me and my own recent savings into a small locked box, took the letter from the drawer, turned the lamp on brighter, and began to write back.

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In the middle of the night, I was woken up by the sound of a sharp knock on the glass.

I haven't slept in months, and it's easy to go back to the orphanage and take a break, but there are always people who don't know each other.

Casually putting on a coat, I yawned and went to the window, which was dark and dark, and I could only see a black palm constantly tapping on my glass window.

"Who?"

I pushed the window open all at once.

It seemed to hit something, and a cry of pain came to my ears.

I turned and walked a few steps, turned on the light in the room, and returned to the window, where Xavier with his nose covered appeared in front of me.

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He seemed to have been hit in the nose by the window I had just pushed open, and there was blood in his nose, and even the hand he was covering his nose was stained red.

"Kroll, you're back." Xavier said sullenly.

Knock on my window in the middle of the night just to see if I'm back?

…… It's really relaxing.

"Ah, it's back." The cool breeze from the window blew into the house, and I felt a little cold, so I wrapped my coat tighter.

"That'...... I won't disturb your rest, tomorrow, tomorrow. ”

Actually, it's already bothered.

I nodded at him, then closed half of the window: "It's better for you to keep your head up, it won't bleed again after a while." ”

He was so good that he immediately put his hand down, raised his head, and disappeared into the darkness in a few moments.

With such elusive skills, I think it would be better for him to go to those mercenary groups that specialize in assassination missions when he is seventeen or eighteen years old.

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The next afternoon, when I was tending to herbs in the courtyard with Master Bouz from the welfare home, I saw a group of people bustling by.

For Xavier, the group following behind him is probably his little friends.

Tired of seeing them noisy, Master Bouz pointed me out a few herbs to stop the bleeding and heal, and then went back to the infirmary to rest.

As for me, I have to work hard to help him pull out these herbs, the ones that should be dried in the sun, the ones that should be conditioned, and if they are not done well, maybe they will be nagged by him for several days.

No way, who made him my enlightenment teacher, this old man with autism is really difficult to deal with sometimes.

"Boss, Cullen was beaten up by Suha, the bastard on the next street, and now he's still screaming in the hospital, aren't we really going to help him get some face?"

"Shhh

I looked up and saw Xavier covering Fat Pine's mouth with one hand and making a silencing gesture with the other.

I don't know what the use of covering Pyne's mouth after he finishes speaking, but I assume Xavier is starting to make a transition in Sven's direction.

"Ahem...... You go to the place where you eat and wait for me, and remember to help me get more. Xavier beckoned his companions to go first, but he himself walked towards me.

"Hey, Kroll, pull herbs."

"Yes."

......Xavier seemed to be a little embarrassed, put his hands together and rubbed them vigorously.

"That...... Do you want me to help you? He crouched down, and as he spoke, he pulled up an elm with all his might.

I watched the herb break from the stem and completely ruin it, and my heart was bleeding, and I just wanted to immediately take a sack and stuff Xavier into it, and throw it into the waste heap with a thud.

"......" Xavier looked at the broken Ang Yu in his hand in a daze, and then suddenly retracted his hand behind him and stammered: "Yes...... I'm sorry...... Such a delicate job...... I'm not very good at it. ”

"Do you have anything to do with me?" I put the herbs I had plucked in my hand into the basket, then stood up and patted the dirt on my pants.

"En......"

"That's the case, I'm not a very good temper, I used to want to thank you for helping me last time, but my brain rushed, and I said that you don't know what to do...... So...... Heck, let's make friends. ”

He said I don't know what to do?

I was a little dazed for a moment, but I quickly remembered...... I didn't expect him to remember this for so many months.

Although I don't think I can, and I don't want to be friends with him, I don't want to offend a troublemaker.

When I was done, I raised my hand and patted Xavier on the shoulder.

"Well, hello, my friend."

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He probably didn't expect me to be so crisp, and I couldn't speak for a while, my eyes

Round, like a Kulo frog.

"As long as you don't knock on my window in the middle of the night, I'd be happy to be your friend."

Dropping these words, I bent down and picked up the basket full of herbs, and walked slowly into the infirmary.

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