In the blink of an eye, Moran saw the figure of the village. She rode back on the goat, and many people were already waiting at her door.

And the closest to him is a middle-aged woman in her forties and fifties.

The middle-aged woman immediately stepped forward and took away the sheep with a green ribbon tied to its left and left front hooves.

As the head sheep was taken away, more than a dozen sheep also followed behind the green silk leader sheep and entered the sheepfold together.

"Aunt Mary!" Moran suddenly cried out.

The middle-aged woman called Aunt Mary trembled and looked back at Moran with some fear.

Moran didn't care, just smiled and said, "That little lamb seems to be a little sick, you better take care of it more." ”

"Yes, yes. Aunt Mary replied cautiously.

Moran smiled helplessly, then rode on the goat.

The places where she lives are all witches' houses, and naturally Moran is also known as the shepherd witch.

But this "shepherd" title was implemented, not only because of her mother, but also because of herself.

A good shepherd was able to shepherd sheep at around two hundred, and in the highest record of the Templar Empire, it was three hundred and fifty. But Moran easily broke this number limit, and now Moran manages more than 500 sheep. And to be able to ensure that all the sheep are docile and obedient, for several years, there has not been a single accident.

But few people know that more than 500 sheep are far from the upper limit of Moran's care, just because of the nearby villages, all the sheep add up to only these.

There are many people who want to find out the secrets from this shepherd witch, but to no avail. Some people didn't even give up, secretly following Moran, but they didn't find anything.

In the past few days, Moran has also been miraculously not training in his native language, either busy teasing the fat pudding or catching up on sleep......

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The distance between the farms and the farms in this village is still very large, and the road in the middle is rich enough, and there are five sheep in a row, many of them are not noisy, and they walk side by side, forming a spectacle.

Of course, this is also one of the magic tricks of the shepherd witch.

Some jealous people have even said that the goat is a symbol of the devil, and the witch must have signed some kind of contract with the devil to do so.

Moran retorted in all seriousness that she was not only stocking goats, but also sheep, argali, and even antelopes.

And she doesn't just shepherd the sheep, if she gives her the rest, she can still herd.

So the next day, she herded the cows.

The next day, she released the ducks.

The next day, she released a flock of pigeons.

The pigeon returned to its owner's house without landing.

Since then, no one has dared to say more.

However, Moran finally returned to herding sheep, because she likes to eat mutton the most, and watching the mutton running around in one place may appear on her own dining table, and she is happy to think about it.

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Several villages were passed through, and finally returned to the central village where they lived, the village of Sega.

At this time, Moran naturally did not have a sheep behind her, only a sheepdog called Fat Pudding followed her.

Fat pudding is brown, light yellow and white pattern, similar to the color of crème brûlée. And when Gary held the fat pudding to her, the shepherd dog was not as strong as it is now, but like a small ball of meat, soft, hence the name fat pudding.

"Mom, I'm back. Moran said, speaking in pure Old English.

She took off her coat and hung it aside, and the shepherd's stick, which was a man high, rested beside her.

"You're back. Come and try it, it's made with freshly picked cherries. ”

A beautiful woman came out of the house, also in Old English. She holds a fragrant cherry pie in her hand, and the mere smell of it makes people salivate.

Moran replied and said, "I'll go wash my hands first." ”

This woman, naturally, is Moran's mother, who is as good as smoke.

Strange to say, from the years when Mo Lan was born, Mo Ruyan's ancient English was still very jerky, and occasionally Chinese words popped up, but over time, Mo Ruyan's ancient English gradually became fluent, and Chinese was completely abandoned.

Moran deliberately spit out a few Chinese words, but he didn't expect that his mother, who had never known how to be angry, became very angry, telling her to forget these messy words and not allowing her to say them again.

But Moran always felt that the blood in his body was the blood of the dragon, although he didn't dare to say it in front of his mother, but in order not to forget his native language, Moran took advantage of the time when there was no one and when he was shepherding sheep, to review his native language, so as not to let himself become rusty.

As for Mo Ruyan......

Moran thought to himself, there must be something hidden in this, right?

She remembered that her father had said that when he found her mother, she had fallen from the sky, but Moran felt that her mother must have fled here from the other side of the lush forest, from a distant eastern country.

Although my mother didn't say anything about her past, the corset skirt pressed into the deepest part of the wardrobe said something.

Moran had taken out the dress behind his mother's back, and it was clean, but there were many traces of stitching on it. And my father also inadvertently revealed that my mother flew down from the sky like a fairy and landed in his arms.

It can be seen that the mother was wearing this skirt at that time.

Merely...... When fleeing, do you wear such layers of skirts that are inconvenient to move?

Moran had always been suspicious, but he never dared to ask.

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Moran sat down, munching on cherry pie and praising his mother's cooking.

The mother kept smiling, looking at Moran's appearance, sometimes pouring a glass of sweet and sour lemonade, and sometimes wiping the crumbs from the corners of Moran's mouth with a handkerchief.

Every time my mother does this, it always makes her embarrassed.

"Hey...... If only Mokael could eat cherry pie......" Mo Ruyan said lightly, his eyes full of sadness.

"Mom......" Moran finished the cherry pie in his hand, wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "Mom, you don't have to worry. Mokaire's kid is blessed with a great fate, but he is just missing, it can't be said that he has drifted to the Freedom Alliance, and when he comes back, he will come back with a beautiful girl, maybe he will still be a princess of a country. ”

Mo Ruyan smiled reluctantly and took the empty plate away.

"I hope so. ”

Looking at such a lonely mother, Moran didn't know what to comfort for a while, after all, Mokel had been missing for a year, and she didn't know what the situation was now. And according to the knight who reported the news, most of them were ...... Nope.

"By the way, Daddy, when will you be back?" Moran quickly changed the subject and asked.

As the captain of the Earl's guard, Gary only has two or three days off every month, but the rest days are not fixed, and it all depends on the Count's mood.

"It should be around the end of the month. Your father, he invited this half-year vacation together, and is going to take the whole family to the national capital to have a look. Mo Ruyan said with a smile.

She smiled, and it seemed that even the light in the room was brightening.

"Eh, is it true! Great! I've wanted to see the Laria del Sanctuary in the capital, and the statue of the Granville Knight, which is said to be hundreds of meters high!" Moran said excitedly.

Mo Ruyan looked at her daughter who was so happy, and she was also happy in her heart.

It's just that Moran has a completely different feeling in his heart, it seems that his father still thinks about Mokel's affairs, and now when he goes to the national capital, most of them also want to find Mokel's whereabouts in person.

If you can find it, it would be great.

Dude, where the hell have you gone?

If she could find him, she would beat him up.

The family is really worried about dying.