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"Familiar ceiling. ”

When Charles awoke from the darkness, he found himself lying in a room in the Red Leaf Chapel, which was often used by St. Angel's as a patient's ward. The ceiling made of wooden strips in the room left a deep impression on many people in the neighborhood.

Charles moved, and found that the muscles all over his body ached, his whole body was hot, and his body and face seemed to be heavily bandaged.

Charles's movements quickly caught the attention of the person next to the hospital bed.

"Charles!"

A voice like a oriole singing rang in Charles's ears, and then an incomparably beautiful face appeared in front of him. It's just that her black pupils are covered with bloodshots, ruining the beauty of her entire face. In a panic, her long, waterfall silver hair slipped down and smashed into Charles's face. It's just that Charles felt that the touch on his face was strange.

"Sister Elizabeth. Charles weakly called out to the elf in front of him.

The voices of Elizabeth and Charles quickly alarmed others outside the ward, and several people rushed into the ward at once.

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Now Charles is in meme mode, and in addition to Elizabeth, he also sees Grandma St. Angel, whose face is full of wrinkles and tiredness, and whose hair is no longer as bright as yesterday, the Marquis of Hermanlich with a black face, and the face of a young man who has only met twice, and worry has replaced a smile.

"Young Master awake?" Aunt Pomegranate's voice came from outside the door, and then she seemed to be stopped by the guards brought by the Marquis Hermanlik.

The wards are full of big people, how can you be a civilian?

It's just that a sharp pain came from his body, which made Charles faint in pain again.

I don't know how long it took for Charles to regain consciousness, but he couldn't open his eyes, he couldn't make a sound, he couldn't move any part of his body, and the sound in his ears was so far away from him, it felt like a ghost pressing a bed.

However, the burning pain of the whole body was still attacking his body, which was even more painful than when he was burned to death in a hot pot restaurant in his previous life for saving people.

And he couldn't do anything at the moment, and in order to divert his attention, he recalled the last days of his last life.

At noon that day, when he came out of the construction site to go to Water Street to eat raw squeezed rice noodles, he met an old man who fell to the ground on the road. After he saw a camera facing the crime scene not far away, he went over to help call 120.

The false thing didn't happen, the centenarian came out to buy a lottery ticket on a whim, and then accidentally fell it.

And the old man had arrived at the right time. After thanking him personally at noon the next day, and giving him the lottery ticket he bought that day, a voucher for a hot pot restaurant that had just opened, and other small things as small gifts, the old man ended his return and passed away.

So he went to eat buffet hot pot with those vouchers in the afternoon. As a result, just halfway through the meal, the gambling dog son of the owner of the hot pot restaurant poured gasoline at the door of the restaurant to burn the restaurant because he couldn't ask for money.

Later, he smashed open the glass facing the street with the guy at the next table who had been showing affection to his girlfriend, making people flee for their lives.

But at the end, when he was about to run away with a frightened mother, the Christmas decorations on the roof fell off and burned him to death.

As a result, after just eight years of living in the new world, he was almost burned to death, could it be because of the fire caused by the name of the Five Elements in his previous life?

In the faint voice he had just heard, he heard the words "burns", "fire elemental", "toxin" and the like several times.

Not long after, the footsteps of several people rang out, and they came to Charles's side, and then stood around the hospital bed.

"In the name of the god of fire, I command the messenger of the flame to come out of this man and depart immediately. ”

"O eternal God of light, merciful Father, please send miracles upon this man to heal his wounds in body and spirit. ”

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"Knock ......"

Charles on the hospital bed could hear that the first thing was the flame exorcism technique of the Flame Temple, which expelled the fire element that was constantly burning him in Charles's body.

The second was the healing technique of the Temple of Light, and he could feel that the pain on his body was gradually disappearing under the repair of the light element.

The third is the magic of chanting in Elven language, which is a series of question marks in the ears of Charles, who does not understand Elven language. But he could feel that something bad was disappearing in his body.

In the end, someone pried open Charles's mouth and poured about half a catty of some kind of potion into it.

Divine spells descended on Charles's body, causing his body to glow red, white, and green. Some of these rays were draining the fire element from his body, some were healing the burns on his body, and some were removing toxins from his body.

After the light dissipated and he was poured half a catty of potion, Charles felt his whole body warm, just like soaking in a hot spring in the cold winter.

It didn't take long for Charles to open his eyes.

"Charles, how are you feeling right now, what's wrong with you?"

The first thing that appeared in front of Charles's eyes was still the slightly haggard and anxious face of the elf, but the silver hair on her head at this time emitted a faint green light.

"My face hurts. Charles replied truthfully.

Elizabeth stroked the bandage on Charles's face with pity and said softly: "It's okay, everything will be fine, don't forget what kind of person my sister and I are." ”

Charles nodded, then he looked at the two old women on the other side of the bed.

"Thank you, Mama Catherine. Charles said to the old woman on his left, dressed in a flaming red Dalmatica, with a slight red glow in her white hair.

Since the Temple of Light's Grandma St. Angel's has gained a lot of faith after practicing medicine in the Northlands for many years, the Temple of Flames, which has a large stronghold nearby, sent their retired saintess forty years ago in an attempt to steal business with St. Angel's Grandma.

Although Catherine's medical skills were not as good as those of St. Angel's, she had established considerable prestige among adventurers.

"Little Charles, you have to get some rest. Mama Catherine said softly, she had always had a good voice as a battle nun.

"Thank you, Grandma St. Angel. Charles saw that the white glow in her hair, which was one of the symbols of the Holy Maiden, had disappeared without a trace, and her white hair looked dry and gray.

"It's okay if you're okay, let's leave first, and let little Charles have a good rest. Grandma St. Angel finally said to the crowd.

"Rest well, my poor little cousin. A young man with a large empty medicine bottle gently patted Charles on the shoulder, "If you need anything, just talk to me, don't be polite to me." ”

Charles nodded to the cousin who had popped up last year, and then watched the few of them leave.

"I'll get you something to eat. Elizabeth said to Charles before leaving.

The four of them left the ward after finishing their treatment of Charles, and when the door was closed, their faces darkened.

"Poor little Charles, alas...... He's only eight years old......" said Grandma Catherine with a sigh.

"I'm afraid he won't be able to accept it. Grandma St. Angel's brow furrowed tightly, "And Mira ......, who just left."

"I'm sure the people of the Maccaden family won't fall so easily. Elizabeth said, "I'll go and talk to him." ”

Charles's cousin, Thomas Cromwell, stood to the side, his face gloomy and silent.

When Elizabeth returned to the room with a steaming bowl of milk, she saw Charles sitting against the railing of the hospital bed, staring intently at the ring on the bedside table.

Elizabeth sat on the edge of the bed with the milk in her hand, and watched Charles quietly staring at the power ring she had just left behind without speaking.

At this point, Charles stretched out his hands and then used his trembling left hand to untie the bandage on his right hand.

With the full rescue of two retired saints and a current saint of the elven clan, plus the secret medicine that Cromwell was unwilling to reveal the source but could guarantee the effect, Charles's injuries had basically healed at this time, but his body was still very weak.

After untying the bandage on the palm of his right hand, he picked up the Earl of Maccaden ring on the bedside table and placed it in front of his eyes to examine it carefully.

It was a ring made of yellow gold and a ruby carved into the shape of a maple leaf.

Charles understands the reason why this ring appeared in front of him, but it doesn't mean that he can face it calmly.

In the past eight years, my father's expectations and education for me, and my mother's care and love for me, this is not something that can be wiped out by the sentence "I am through it".

In the next second, Charles did not hesitate to put the ring on the fourth finger of his right hand.

"Sorry, I'm late. Elizabeth put the bowl full of milk on the bedside table where the ring had been placed.

She sat down next to Charles, hugged him and said, "Because of the heavy rain for several days, the convoy was stuck on the road, and Thomas and I were alone in order to come to your birthday." ”

"But we're still one step too late, and we can only get you out. ”

Charles spread his hands, then wrapped his arms around Elizabeth's back, his forehead resting on her chest.

Elizabeth caressed Charles's back and let his tears trickle down her body.

When the milk on the bedside table was cold, Charles left Elizabeth's arms.

Next, Elizabeth helped Charles to do it, and after bouncing a spark the size of a matchhead into the milk, she told him what had happened while spooning him to eat.

"It was a conspiracy that looked like an accident. Elizabeth said, "Someone chased a young Comando Wyvern in the direction of the manor, and then before the Wyvern blew himself up, they used meteorite magic to smash the Wyvern into your house. Their hands and feet are clean, and there are basically no signs of deliberate action. ”

"Who is it?!" asked Charles, who had finished a spoonful of milk, emotionlessly.

He knew about the Komando Wyverns, but they lived a long way from here. Because there is a road leading to the Northern Wasteland, the occasional dangerous demonic beasts around it have long since turned into various raw materials.

And Elizabeth studied in the elven forest for three hundred years, and as an adult, she traveled north and south in the territory of human beings for decades, and she saw a lot of various intrigues and tricks. So Charles had no doubts about her judgment.

"The fourth prince of the kingdom of Bischberg, a team of adventurers led by Alan Bischberg. Elizabeth continued to feed Charles milk as she said, "He regrets the accident caused by his accident, and he has made amends." ”

After Elizabeth finished speaking, she put the spoon in her hand into the bowl, and then took out a storage ring from the pocket under the leather armor on her body with her free right hand, and placed it on the quilt beside Charles.

Charles didn't even look at the contents of the space in which the ring was carried, picked it up and threw it on the bedside table.

He knew that there was a huge sum of money in it, because after the royal family killed the nobles, they had to and only had to pay a huge amount of compensation to the victim's family, if the victim still had a family.

If the nobleman's family forgives the murderer, then accept the money.

If the nobles do not forgive, the murderer of the royal family will say to the victim's family: "You have the ability to beat me!"

The nobles who have the ability to kill the royal family have already killed the royal family and his vassals and become kings themselves, so those nobles either swallow their anger or lie down and taste their courage.

The common practice of the aristocracy is to let an avenger quit the family, and then the avenger takes this huge amount of money to ask the killer to assassinate the murderer personally, but does not involve the rest of the royal family.

"What are your plans?" said Elizabeth, holding out her hand and stroking the bandages on Charles's face, "Mother and I will not stand idly by if we need to. ”

It would be nice to ask the elf queen to do it, but the diplomatic dispute caused by this will be troublesome, and it may become an excuse for humans to attack the elves.

For more than 300 years, the Elven Queen has cared for the Maccaden family in a variety of ways, but Charles does not want to put the benefactor's nation in disaster.

"Let me think about it. Charles stretched out his hands, which had not regained much strength, and took the half bowl of milk from the elf princess's hand, handed it to his mouth tremblingly, and drank it all.

After Elizabeth left with the empty bowl, Charles lay on the bed and quietly looked out the window at the bright sun.

For the first time, I traveled to a different world with magic and lived in a rich family. The two joys overlapped each other, and this double joy brought more and more joy, and it should have been a dreamlike happy time. Why, however, did it turn out to be like this?

The next morning, Charles, who had been in a coma for two days, showed up at his parents' funeral.

He was still dressed in bandages, dressed in a hospital gown prepared in the church, and presided over the entire funeral with Elizabeth's support.

The family of the Marquis Hermanlik and the nearby nobles came, and Lady Hermanlik asked Cynthia to help Charles, but Charles weighed on Elizabeth.

Wearing a round hat with a black veil and a black dress, Elizabeth caused a commotion at the funeral.

In Cao Zhi's "Luo Shen Fu", "if the shoulders are cut, the waist is like a prime." Stretch the neck and show the neck, and the quality is exposed. Fangze has no addition, lead Huafu Yu. The clouds are ethereal, and the eyebrows are trimmed. Dan lips are bright on the outside, bright teeth are fresh on the inside, bright eyes are good, and Jing Fu inherits power" It is not an exaggeration to describe this elf princess and the holy daughter of the Temple of Life.

In the decades she has traveled the continent, there is no shortage of suitors for her, from kings to knights.

In addition to the beautiful food, some people who had heard of her strength temporarily put away the careful thought of taking this opportunity to bite a piece of meat from the McCaden family.

Today's funeral is simple.

After his burial, the Marquess of Hermanlik reminisced about his childhood with Charles' father and studied under Charles's grandfather, and encouraged Charles to be strong.

Then Grandma St. Angel read the will of the deceased. After giving a group of servants and workshop managers who served the Maccaden family in various amounts of gold, he gave a large sum of money to Charles's sister Mira as a dowry, and then gave Charles all the real estate such as the title, land, and workshop.

The will is decent, and there are no surprises.

It's just that Charles's decision to announce next surprised everyone.

"I'm going to go out to study. Charles said lightly, "During my time away from school, all the estates of the Maccaden family were jointly managed by the Temple of Life, the Temple of Light, the Temple of Flames, the Tribal Senate, and the Kingdom of Biberach. ”

After Charles's immature voice fell, the scene fell silent, and the Marquis Hermanrick stared at the little creature with wide eyes and disbelief.

When aristocrats went on expeditions and merchants traveled to trade, they often left their property to trusted people or temples when there was no one at home. This escrow is not gratuitous, and they are paid five percent of the profits generated during the management period.

As the shepherd of the gods, racking your brains to grab the various temples of faith is naturally the best choice. The gods want the faith of the lamb, and if you lose your faith for money, you will be punished by the gods for a small loss.

Of course, as Party B's temple, it still has to earn a little money to maintain daily expenses, and Party B helps Party A increase its profits, so Party A naturally believes in Party A's gods more.

Therefore, the first professional managers in this world were all priests of the temple.

Even many aristocrats who are not smart enough to operate, or who are greedy for comfort, or who focus on politics and military affairs, will simply hand over their territories to the professional managers of the temple to manage, and then live a comfortable life with annuities in cities such as the royal capital.

In order to avoid the industry being hacked, it is common to ask two professional managers to supervise each other at a time.

Therefore, in addition to the three temples, Charles found the tribal senate of the orcs in the north and the kingdom of Biberach next to it to check and balance the divine power.

Charles checks and balances each other in this way, and the five professional managers are both Party B and the supervisor, although they pay a quarter of the profits at once, but they can ensure that their own industry is not only not bitten by those red-eyed jackals, but may also be able to expand profits with their help.

The Marquis Hermanlik looked at Charles with a dark face, and for a while he didn't know what to say. He also thought that Charles would find someone to help manage his property, and he was ready to recommend himself after the funeral, but he was caught off guard.

Because there is now the Marquis of Hermanlik in the Kingdom of Biberach, the boss of the Marquis of Hermanlik, the branch can't openly rob the head office. Although he and the king are the three iron relationships in life, if he dares to touch the president's money, then wait for the president to cut the meat with a secret knife.

Thomas Cromwell, who was not far away, couldn't help but nod his head when he watched his cousin's performance, although the two families had not known each other for a long time after many years, he was still very satisfied with Charles's performance.

Charles's plan had been proposed the previous evening, and had been quickly approved by the representatives of the three temples.

At dinner last night, Charles was helped by Elizabeth to the dining room.

At this time, St. Angel was the only one in the church, and the other priests went out to preach during the summer season. If it weren't for Charles's eighth birthday, she would have gone to the Northern Wasteland to preach medicine.

"Thank you to the god of fire for giving the world fire so that the world can enjoy the food purified by the flame. ”

Hearing the pre-dinner prayers of the God of Flame in the church dedicated to the God of Light made Charles stunned for a moment. Then he looked at the Holy Maiden of the Temple of Life beside him, and she was the only one of the three people with religious status who had not prayed before the meal.

"The God of life teaches us not to waste food and not to let life go in vain, which is to pay homage to God. Elizabeth said to Charles.

The gods have oracles such as "I am brothers and sisters with other gods, so my followers are brothers and sisters with other gods", so although the believers of the gods use their own means for the sake of performance, there is still a harmony between them and their friends. Charles was speechless about this world of harmony and love between the gods.

After the meal, Aunt Pomegranate, who had come to take care of Charles as soon as she heard him wake up, took away the empty dinner plates, and returned to the kitchen after serving a large pot of tea to everyone.

The life of St. Angel's was always simple, so the tea leaves in the church were also cheap tea, and the Pope was no exception.

But the people here didn't care. Mama Catherine was not a pleasure seeker, and she had been a war nun in the past.

Elizabeth had followed the caravan north and south for decades, and she didn't care about it.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Charles's face.

In the afternoon, Aunt Pomegranate helped remove all the bandages from his body. The injuries elsewhere on his body have basically recovered, but he doesn't know what is missing something on his face after being confused by something.

Looking at his originally handsome face in the mirror turned into a two-hole socket at the position of his nose, Charles wanted to cry without tears.

Grandma St. Angel took out a cloth bag and put it in front of Charles, and said, "Grandma is old, there is no way to restore your nose." You wear this mask for a while, and then I'll write you a letter and take it to the Pope, and he'll give me a face and find someone to help you get your nose back. ”

Then she sighed and continued: "It's not okay to be old, when you are young, you can make people grow ears and noses and play." ”

"Thank you, Mama. Charles stood up and bowed to Grandma Sainte-Angel.

At this time, Elizabeth, who was sitting next to Charles, said to Charles: "It's okay, you go back with me, my share of the fountain of life will be used for you, and then not only the nose can be restored, but the dark wounds left on the body can also be healed." ”

After Elizabeth finished speaking, Grandma St. Angel and Catherine couldn't help but take a cool breath. The Fountain of Life in the legend of the elves is a very precious and powerful healing elixir, mixed with I don't know how much water, how many times diluted the fountain of life to make the healing potion has always been the elven export fist commodity.

Charles didn't know that he had finally enjoyed a round of protagonist treatment, and just as he was about to thank him, Elizabeth stopped him, "Don't thank me, if my mother knew that I didn't take good care of you, she would definitely smoke me." ”

A few people around pretended not to hear her.

Then Elizabeth asked, "Do you think of what you want to do from here?"

Charles was silent for a moment, then God took a breath and said, "Sister Elizabeth, can you be my master?"

The air in the dining room suddenly fell silent.

In this world, "master-disciple" and "teacher-student" are different concepts. The relationship between the teacher and the student is more like that of employment, and the student pays for the teacher's knowledge. The master is "a teacher for one day and a father for life", and there is an extra layer of family affection between the disciple and the master.

Charles didn't dare to breathe, and looked firmly into Elizabeth's deep and bright eyes.

For the first time, Elizabeth looked at Charles, who had just turned eight, with scrutinizing eyes, after her initial surprise.

"Why me?" asked Elizabeth.

At this moment, she made up her mind in her heart that if Charles's reason was her identity, then she would be ruthless in rejecting him.

"Last spring, Mila and Cynthia and I went into the maple grove with the maple syrup collectors. Charles didn't care about the slightest pressure the other party put on him, and said calmly, "That night, we met the wolf king who was defeated and then expelled from the wasteland. ”

"That wolf king is simply not something we can resist, and just as we were about to turn into food, you appeared. ”

Although Charles said it easily at the moment, he was only holding a dagger at the time, and he protected the frightened Mila and Cynthia behind him, and less than two meters in front of him stood a giant wolf with a shoulder height comparable to Liuzhou Wuling.

If he hadn't died once and was so pessimistic about life and death, he would have been so frightened that he would have fallen down, instead of standing still, making head-on contact with the wolf's gaze, staring at the other party and not moving away, holding on as long as he could, in order to die with dignity.

"You are like the silver moonlight falling from the sky, and the full moon scimitar is like silver lightning that has cut off the head of a great wolf. At that moment, you were like a Valkyrie descending from above the moon in my heart. ”

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Cromwell, who was drinking tea, squirted out the tea with a "poof", interrupting Charles's on Elizabeth's bravery. The two grandmothers on the other side of the table had kind and smiling expressions on their faces, and looked at Charles quietly.

At this time, Elizabeth's face blushed for a moment, and then instantly returned to normal, she stretched out her right hand, poked Charles's forehead with her fingers, and said angrily: "What are you talking nonsense?" ”

At this time, Grandma St. Angel explained to the confused Charles: "Elves only use the moon and the moonlight to describe each other when they propose marriage and when they talk about love between lovers. ”

Now Charles was confused, he didn't know about it. Elizabeth's hair is usually the same color as moonshine, and there are many examples of using the moon in China since ancient times, so he uses it. As a result, there was a lot of trouble because of cultural differences. You said I was just going to brag about how good you were and you could fight, how did this turn into a marriage proposal?

Fortunately, none of the people present took an eight-year-old child's oolong seriously, which made Charles breathe a sigh of relief.

"I just want revenge with my own powers. Charles said.

Elizabeth looked into Charles's eyes, revealing a determined gaze in his eyes. She said to Charles, "Although I have taught some human students, I have never taught my apprentices. ”

"But I can give you a chance, for the rest of the year, I will teach you as a teacher, and if you can satisfy me during this period, then I will accept you as a disciple. ”

Charles immediately stood up, saluted Elizabeth with a student, and shouted, "Teacher!"

Then he ran to the kitchen and said to Aunt Pomegranate, "Aunt Pomegranate, you go to the workshop and get three slimes back, one to make slime jelly, one to make slime pudding, and one to make slime egg tarts, this is my gift to the teacher!"

Aunt Pomegranate said yes and left through the side door of the kitchen, and Charles returned to his seat.

At this time, Elizabeth put down the empty teacup in her hand, and Charles said to her and the two grandmothers across the table: "There are no idle people waiting around, let me tell me about the arrangements for my family's property in the future." ”

"I need a couple of families to help me manage the Maccaden family estate while I'm away. ”

Then, following the model of the five permanent members of the United Nations, especially the introduction of the one-vote veto system, Charles presented his ideas to the crowd. and business policies for the coming period.