When the earth had just woken up from the morning tenderness of Boming, in the solemn and cool orchard, there was a clear laughter, the joy of the birds had retreated to some other corners, and some little beetles that loved to fly in the morning breeze were even more restless to run around.

The thick leaves wriggled slightly on the outstretched branches, but they could not hide the fruitful fruits, and the occasional glittering dew could be seen in the bushes, like stars shining in a foggy night.

Unfortunately, there are no quiet orchards of fruit trees or birds chirping high in the surroundings of López, and even the quiet atmosphere of the morning has long since dissipated.

Truth be told, he had the right to complain about the childlike cuteness that the two old fellows had been making since late at night, oh, why did he have to put up with this, damn it.

Although the sleepiness has not subsided, getting out of the bed that seems to be full of suction is never difficult for López.

After getting up and washing his face with the cold water in the copper basin in the room, López got dressed and walked out.

He didn't want to be in this state of sleepiness all day, and of course, if he didn't have to crave the gold every day, he might like it.

"Good morning, López, but I suggest you get your sky-loving hair in order, do you want to go out and show off like this?" Although eating meat for a moment was a troublesome task, Narcai still found a gap to remind López.

"At least not yet, Master, do you mind if I help you spend some of your morning enjoyment?" asked, and López quickly sat down in front of Narse.

"It seems that you don't want to ask for my opinion, but there is still a lot of beef, so there should not be a scramble, if there is, you must carry forward the spirit of respecting the old and loving the young. As the words fell, Narse raised his hand and sprinkled a handful of salt on the beef on the iron net.

Although the beef was already a little burnt, it tasted good: "Your face, which has long been lost in the dust, should protest against this, Master. ”

"The only difference between him and the pig is that the pig's face is still there, you should have given up this attachment sooner, López, by the way, I have finished the sword trap you asked me to build. With that, the old blacksmith threw a leather object to López.

After thinking about it carefully, he did hand over his silver sword to the old blacksmith and asked him to help make a sword holster, because he always used a broken rope, not to mention whether it was practical or not, but the pain point of grinding his waist has not been solved effectively.

"Ah, that's a great help, grandpa blacksmith, or I don't really know what to do with this damn thing. Expressing his gratitude, López began to bend down and tie himself with his sword.

However, the old blacksmith seemed to have forgotten the fact that López still had a sword when he was building, so the direction was the same, which also made López have to tie the silver sword to the long sword.

Fortunately, this does not affect the drawing of the sword, otherwise he should really go crazy.

After eating, and packing up a little, López got up and left the blacksmith's shop

However, he was supposed to go to the bounty mission, but he was asked by Narse to inquire why the ordered milk had not been delivered for four days.

"It seems that you don't plan to move your muscles and muscles for such a leisurely sake, Master, but I really can't imagine what you look like when you drink milk. Reluctantly replied, López didn't seem to plan to pass.

"Don't be so rigid, López, but you don't know that milk doesn't have to be drunk, it can be used to maintain my goddamn boots, or to make my sword shine brighter, oh, it's a common way to raise prices. After giving López science a picture of the usefulness of milk, Narse began to complain again: "But it's worth paying a month's worth of gold, you remember to return the gold coins for these four days, that damn dairy farmer forgot that she still has me as a big customer because of her demented brain, damn, or her milk is cheaper, who will buy a stall of sour and smelly waste." ”

"I really shouldn't have asked, may the gold be with you, Master. Shaking his head helplessly, López walked out quickly.

Fortunately, it wasn't a tricky job, and the blacksmith's distance to the farmer's farm wasn't too far, which was one of the few pieces of good news.

But when he arrived at the farm, López realized that things didn't seem to be that simple.

Because it has long since become a mess, all the credit goes to the cows on the farm who broke the wooden fence and ran out, and it is worth mentioning that they are now leisurely eating the young grass at the foot of the mountain.

To be honest, this made López instantly raise the idea of turning around and leaving this place, because, obviously, the reason why the dairy farmer did not deliver the milk in the past few days is not simple.

He didn't have any interest in getting into trouble.

But after thinking about it for a while, López decided to go in first to see the situation, and he only hoped that things were not as bad as he thought.

Trespassing is not something to be promoted, but now López has to do it.

He cautiously crossed the farm full of cow dung, ah, his hopes might have changed a little now.

For example, it is good to clean your boots without the pleasure of vomiting.

After a while, López was in front of the ordinary wooden little house at the back of the farm.

Knocking lightly on the door and confirming that there was no one, López directly drew his long sword and cut off the lock on the door, so that when it comes to compensation, it will not be expensive.

Putting away his sword and exhaling, López slowly walked inside.

The interior of the house was quite tidy, and there was no sign of invasion other than the damage caused by López.

After making sure there was nothing out of the ordinary, López raised his leg and walked inside.

But as he walked, he felt as if he had stepped on something, and there was a little prickly foot, which made him quickly lift his boots, and then lower himself and began to check.

Unfortunately, it looks like it's just a glass shard, and in terms of thickness, it's like a glass shard.

That's not very remarkable.

After putting the shard aside, López got up again and walked inside.

However, the taste of this family should be not bad.

A fine wool rug, a stone fireplace long gone, a nice wooden rocking chair, a full set of log cups, and a precious viverwood table.

Just as López was about to complain about the topic of equality, a female corpse hanging in the corner came into his eyes.