"Raven Creek, please put the stake a little bit more-"

"Is this the location?"

"Hmm... Let's go a little further. ”

"I see."

With the weight and strength in his hand, he plunged the stake into the soil, and then the rest was left to Uncle Syrke.

"Let's look at mine next."

With a sledgehammer, he struck the upper part of the stake hard, and the huge impact caused the entire stake to fall a little down, and after several successive impacts, the stake also sank into the dirt.

Since the stakes have already been secured, all that is left is for Uncle Syrk to hammer them into the ground and fix them.

Standing next to it would hinder Uncle Syrke's swinging of the hammer, so I walked to the side and watched him swing the hammer.

I don't need to be involved in this process, just wait for Uncle Syrk to smash the stake into the ground.

The wait was always long, and in the process I began to think about it, and Gruan's slightly funny face came to mind, but I suddenly had questions.

- Am I really familiar with Gruan?

Last night's Gruan suddenly came to mind, and his face, which had become slightly red under the influence of alcohol, became more and more unfamiliar.

Suddenly, a picture slowly pulled towards me, and a dwarf appeared on a white background.

The size, the countenance, the symbolic mustache, every feature told me that it was Gruan himself.

Flowers, green grass, trees and stones, things I have seen in the world gradually appeared, and the background behind the dwarf seemed very natural, and this dwarf occupied the center.

I seemed to see him smiling, and as strange as it was, he exuded "joy" with his hands on his stomach and soon a nasal laugh was heard.

Then, a voice came from afar, and Gruan looked over, and the picture cut off.

In the recollection of the effort, the picture is released again, but this time Gruan does not appear, and the background changes.

The sun stained the ground yellow, and a weeping boy took the place of Gruan, and I tried to see the boy's appearance, but he covered his face with his weeping and kept wiping away his tears with his sleeve.

However, I wasn't targeting this boy in the first place, and I don't even know why this boy appeared, but that didn't stop me from searching for Gruan.

Despite all the efforts, the picture is constantly changing, but in the end, the content on the screen becomes blurry.

Flowers, grass, trees, and stones—the four things that make up the background lose their proper outline first, and then the boy standing in the center also blurs.

Before it was about to become completely blurred, the scene shifted to the boy, who, according to the outline of the picture, had put down his tear-wiping hand and looked at it.

"Now, you say, will peace really come?"

An unclear word appeared, and this clear discourse was associated with a new change.

- The plants that were originally used as the background began to distort, and the four corners of the picture were swallowed up by gray-white, which was not very fast, but also turned the whole picture gray-white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Raven Creek?"

A call took me away from my memory, and I looked at the source of the sound, Uncle Syrke had come to my side at some point, and he was now staring at me intently.

"What's wrong, Uncle Syrke?"

"You look like you've been in a daze, are you thinking about something important, with a very serious expression."

"A very serious expression?"

I wanted to check my expression right away, but I didn't have a tool that allowed me to do so, so I had to give up.

Seeing that I didn't want to say anything, Uncle Syrk didn't ask, put his hand on my shoulder and looked at the stakes.

"It looks like it's almost done, and it should be done there and there, so I can probably rest......"

"But it doesn't seem to be quite done over there."

"Over there, it seems to be a little loose, but...... I think you're tired, do you want to take a break?"

"Ahh You don't have to ......."

I wanted to refuse, but the sudden appearance of a man stopped the conversation for a moment, and I looked over with Uncle Syrke, who was walking towards us menacingly.

"Syrke, you're lazy again!"

"Yes, yes, why are your eyes so sharp, you show up every time I rest...... But I'm not lazy, I just watched that Crow Creek was working very hard, and asked him if he wanted to rest. ”

Uncle Glenn looked at me suspiciously, and I nodded in agreement with Uncle Syrke's words, but Uncle Glenn didn't give up.

"Syrke, since Crow Creek also agrees with you, forget it this time, but if you find out that you are lazy next time......"

Uncle Glenn smiled evilly as he spoke, and Uncle Syrke beside me was still smiling one second, and the next second his expression stiffened in a subtle smile, and cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead.

"You, don't scare me, besides, isn't the matter going to be done soon, and it's okay to take a break."

"Ah, yes, the stakes here are indeed finished."

Before Uncle Syrk could breathe a sigh of relief, Uncle Glenn came up to him with a wicked smile, because I was very close to Uncle Syrke, so I could hear the breathing of the two of them.

"You should know that this is only a small part of the place, and there are more protective measures to be built in the village, do you want me to ask the village chief to ask you to help one by one, and then move something?"

The weather wasn't very cold, and the sun was still high in the sky, but after that sentence, I felt a little chill, which came from Uncle Glenn's deep malice towards Uncle Syrke.

The malice in Uncle Glenn's words was so profound that even if he was just listening to it, he felt a chill down his spine.

"No kidding, I know you wouldn't do that, after all, we're good brothers who grew up together......"

Tried to speak to Uncle Glenn in a flattering tone, but Uncle Selke's hand that was about to put it on Uncle Glenn's shoulder was slapped away and he gave Uncle Syrke a back stare.

The look in his eyes was like saying—if you don't believe me, just give it a try, Srk?

I would have felt overwhelmed if I had been stared at like this, and it was true, and Uncle Syrke, who was beside me, struck a fierce spirit and withdrew his hand from my shoulder.

"It doesn't look like it's been done over there, I'll go over and take a look, you guys can rest and chat for a while, and leave it to me."

Even with a casual tone, Uncle Syrke still couldn't hide the panic in his body movements, and now I feel at a loss, how to face Uncle Glenn in front of me?

"This guy...... Are you tired, do you want to take a break?"

"There's no need to rest, let's get things done as soon as possible."

"You're so much better than that guy at Selke, that guy thinks about being lazy from time to time, it's really ......"

I don't know why, but I always feel that Uncle Glenn's complaint has some emotion.