Chapter 115: The Impossible Possibility (Three Watches~Asking for a Subscription~Asking for a Monthly Pass~)

The son of the Grand Duke of 'Swallow Castle' was carried out of 111 Delen Street.

He didn't suffer any serious injuries.

It's just that there is a slight contusion in the muscles of the whole body, and I can't get out of bed in a short time, and I need someone to feed me for a meal.

Jason said he didn't mean to.

Who knew the mace was so refreshing to wield.

It's as refreshing as wielding a knife.

It's all so pleasant.

"How?"

"Do you want to learn a little more about mace fighting skills?"

The fat aunt walked out with a smile.

Mace and tricks?

Didn't you lift it above your head and smash it down?

Jason thought subconsciously.

Then, his eyes were attracted by the food that the fat aunt was carrying.

A faint aroma came from under the hood.

Looking at Jason's appearance, the fat aunt smiled.

"Come, eat."

The fat aunt said as she put the food on the table.

At the same time, he raised his hand and took the mace in Jason's hand and carried it on his shoulder.

The fat aunt subconsciously wanted to tell Jason that the mace and the knife were not used in the same way, but looking at Jason, who was eating sweetly, she shook her head and smiled.

Same as Lord Gerald.

They are all gifted people.

Although it is not as stable as Lord Gerald, this kind of pass will be understood sooner or later.

Don't talk about it.

Thinking about it, the fat aunt returned to the kitchen with her mace on her shoulder.

Jason didn't notice any of this at all.

He was already immersed in good food.

Some of them seem to be deep divers.

But it's much finer, and it's been carefully pickled.

Put it on the iron plate and sizzle.

Cumin, chili, sauce, fragrant.

The onion underneath is crispy and sweet after being completely soaked in oil.

It's kind of like-

Teppanyaki squid!

However, it is not worn in strings.

Instead, stir-fry directly on the iron plate.

It's really a different flavor.

[Devour a large number of 'Sea Voyeur' tentacles!] 】

[Moderate recovery of physical strength and energy (injury)!] 】

【Satiety +2】

[Satiety: 27]

……

And just as Jason was immersed in the food, the son of the Grand Duke, who had just been carried out of 111 Delen Street, was in trouble.

The two servants carrying the son of the Grand Duke, the one who walked in front, slipped under his feet, and the whole person fell forward, but, relying on the usual training, the servant rolled and stood up straight.

Safe and sound.

But the son of the Grand Duke on the stretcher flew out directly.

Moreover, still face down.

However, it did not hit the ground.

Because......

I don't know when, there was an extra pot of cactus.

Burst!

"Ahhh

Screams rang out at 111 Delen Street.

Jason, who had just finished lunch, was stunned and stood side by side with the curious Denise in front of the window on the fifth floor, looking down together.

"It's miserable."

The two said together.

No one would blame the servant.

After all, it's just a mistake.

Who hasn't made a mistake yet?

It's normal to slip under your feet.

It is naturally understandable that the cactus ball thorn was poked into the nostril by tweezers.

In the medical kit that he carried with him, it is understandable that the scissors accidentally fell on the body of the son of the Grand Duke, even if it was head-down, it was just bad luck.

With the previous understanding, the bandaging, medicine, and wrong medicine were naturally understood.

It's all bad luck for the son of the Grand Duke, isn't it?

At least that's how the people around me understand it.

After all, everyone has a good relationship with Denise.

Hearing someone say that Denis is a rice bucket, it's understandable to take a little care of the person who spoke.

He who speaks is unintentional.

It's normal that we're a little careless.

The doctor at 111 Delen Street, with an apologetic smile, said goodbye to Mrs. Anlu.

"I'm so embarrassed."

"I've been so tired lately."

The doctor looked at the son of the Grand Duke who had been mummified and his face became even more apologetic.

"It's okay."

"Thank you for saving Barney."

Mrs. An Lu looked normal and gracefully escorted the doctor out.

However, when the lady returned, her expression became angry.

However, this anger is not to outsiders.

but to his own son, Barney. Carat.

As a mother, this lady was well aware of her son's character.

To say that it is arrogant is a bit excessive.

But I don't know what to do, it's true.

Moreover, it is not clear to see the situation in front of you.

In the past, there was 'Yanbao', which can be tolerated, just adjust it slowly.

But now?

'Swallow Castle' is gone.

Where can you adjust slowly.

But seeing that her son was bandaged and mummy-like, the lady couldn't say anything fierce.

Even, the anger is almost gone.

"Barney."

"You need to grow fast."

"We don't have any more time."

Mrs. Anlu said this.

"I don't think it's bad now."

"I've never been interested in inheriting 'Yanbao'."

"Even, I prefer this situation."

"At least ......"

"We don't need fratricide!"

The son of the Grand Duke pulled out a cut in the bandage wrapped around his face, and said with difficulty.

There is no doubt that such words stimulated Mrs. An Lu.

Subconsciously, this lady slapped the son of the Grand Duke heavily.

"You ......"

"Ahh

Mrs. An Lu was about to scold her son, but before the words could be spoken, she saw the place where the son of the Grand Duke had just been poked with scissors, and began to spew blood outward.

"Doctor!"

"Doctor!"

The shouts immediately rang out in this small courtyard.

……

In the afternoon, there is no rest.

After the food was replenished, the energetic Jason looked at Little Leader with a sand table in front of him.

This is the sand table from 'Swallowburg' to Hans Harbor.

It was covered with all kinds of small flags.

There are also knights, infantry dolls, etc.

Naturally, this attracted Denise.

As Denise reached out to pick up the knight, Jason raised his hand and slapped it on the paw.

"Don't move."

Jason whispered.

"Hey."

Denise scratched her cheek and smiled sheepishly.

The undead girl who knows what she did wrong will never refute.

Apologize if you make a mistake.

Next time I have it, I'll continue to apologize.

But it never changes.

It's not about playing with the eyes of the heart.

It's just that......

Simply forgot.

It took another ten minutes for Little Leader to set up the sand table.

"My lord, we started from the front of 'Yan Castle' and went to Hans Harbor to build a complete steel defense line."

"As we agreed before, we will draw 'Emmorton III' into a protracted war, and then ......"

"Get the win!"

The valet said confidently.

Jason didn't quite understand, just looked at the small flag and the puppet in front of him, and felt that the sand table was dense.

Denise didn't quite understand either.

It blinked and asked:

"What if that 'Emmorton III' bypasses these lines?"

"Bypass?"

"Navy, we are the absolute superior!"

"He can't get around it at all!"

"Unless ......"

"His troops can fly!"

The valet explained to Denise with a smile.

In the face of the naïve Denise's question, Little Leader will not get angry, but will patiently explain.

It's too normal for a little girl who doesn't know military affairs to ask such a question.

Can it come from heaven?

How can it be?

Little Leader couldn't help but smile again.

Then, Jason, who had been walking around the sand table, suddenly stopped.

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Heard the sound of the propellers!