"Sean, have you grown taller?"

Brauney stood beside Sean and gestured with her hand to the height of the two, who were already about the same height. Sean is a little nostalgic for the past, his height is the best height for facial cleanser, as long as he pounces forward, how refreshing.

"Well, sort of, after all, I've been through a lot."

Brauney stood on tiptoe and touched Sean's head to comfort the child who had suddenly grown up. The tavern owner on the side couldn't help but think of Ivan, as a father, he still doesn't know where Ivan is and whether he is safe.

The tavern owner was so desperate to follow the witcher Fred Arnold to the other side of the river to check on the situation, just to get out of this damn place as soon as possible to find Ivan, although the genes of adventure are still boiling in his body, but no matter how wonderful the adventure is, how can it compare to watching his children grow up.

Sean subconsciously pounced on Braunie, don't get me wrong, Sean is just a conditioned reflex. Brauney was also reflexive, with both fists out, just like the days in Peter's Good Time Tavern, and Sean was unexpectedly knocked away by Brauny.

Sean, who was sitting on the ground, stretched out his thumb and boasted: "This punch is full of power, and it deserves to be the strongest melee mage."

Brauney's face was slightly red, and she tilted her head and said, "Of course, our iron fist has never encountered an opponent, although you have grown taller, Sean, you still need to practice more." When we go out, let Sister Angelina give you a good special training. ”

Hearing the name, Sean clamped his legs and waved his hands repeatedly.

I can't afford to provoke it.

The name of this female devil has become a shadow in Sean's heart, as long as he recalls Angelina's devil training at that time, Sean's whole body is about to cramp, and he trembles all over his body and touches the broken bones, which makes Sean grin. It's a pity that Sean was wrapped all over his body with strips of cloth brought by Michelle, which made Brauney mistakenly think that Sean couldn't help but be excited when he heard the news.

Brauney patted Sean on the shoulder, she understood Sean very well why she was happy, and she was too, the thought of being able to take over the training of Sister Angelina's head made her whole person excited.

The tavern owner was trembling on the sidelines, and he couldn't afford to be provoked, and for a while he forgot to worry about Ivan's situation, and he said that life was so sad.

Coming to the World Tree, Sean was about to touch the World Tree when a bearded man jumped out and yelled, "Oh, that spherical thief, take away your dirty claws"

The tavernkeeper and Brauney stood on Sean's left and right for the first time, and the three of them looked at the bearded man.

The bearded man walked briskly, blocking between Sean and the World Tree, seeing that Sean was not making any further movements.

He breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look down at the World Tree.

"Do you know that the most important thing to win this war is the World Tree? As long as the World Tree does not fall, no matter how our numbers decrease, there is still hope for victory. Touching the World Tree is absolutely forbidden, whose team are you?"

The bearded man said fiercely to the three of them, and the tavern owner recognized him, and this man was the same person who entered the battlefield at the same time as the boss. The two had their own teams, and the tavern owner rarely heard of the bearded man after he retired to open a tavern after breaking through the prestige of the Grim Reaper on the battlefield. Unexpectedly, the bearded man turned out to be in the same mysterious place as him, and the tavernkeeper had a lot more confidence in winning and leaving this damn place.

"It's me, Lothar, it's me"

Recognizing Lothar, the tavern owner walked up with a smile on his face, his arms outstretched, wanting to give his long-lost friend a warm hug.

Every time I thought of it, the bearded Lothar actually dodged away, with a look of disgust.

Sean gave a high score for the bearded movements, yes, hugging each other when nothing happened, what is there to hug for two big men, don't let people misunderstand. Oh, look at the little stars in Brauny's eyes, isn't this a misunderstanding.

"You are Lothar" Brawney's expression was not what Sean thought, but like meeting the idol he had been chasing on the street, Brawney couldn't help but be happy after seeing it clearly, "It's really that you didn't expect to see you here, I'm aaa

Crazy, Sean covered his face, who is this bearded man called Lothar, can you give yourself an explanation, isn't that one called Erwin one of the strongest five people in the camp, why haven't I seen Brauney so crazy. The tavern owner recognized him, and Brauney surrounded him feverishly like a star, and if it weren't for the fact that Bu Han still had the only remaining girl's heart to remind her, Sean felt that Brauney might have to pounce.

Without Sean interjecting, the bearded Lothar was still staring at Sean, with a look that if you dare to touch the World Tree, he will give you a good-looking look. It was this kind of look that almost made Sean burst out, isn't this the standard pattern of "what are you looking at" and "what are you doing".

Holding his breath, Sean didn't want to be like such a reckless man, so he took two steps away from him, and sat on the ground waiting for the tavern owner to catch up.

"He's a big hero."

A short figure stood beside Sean, who was taller than him as he sat on the ground.

Uncle Xiao was already unhappy, and suddenly someone interjected, and Sean turned his head to teach this uninteresting guy a lesson.

Sean was dumbfounded, where is this person, obviously a penguin

No, Penguin Man.

I saw him walking upright, and the penguin walked upright, but he also skated on the ice on his belly. , holding a small notebook, and constantly writing something on it.

Seeing Sean looking curiously, the penguin was not ambiguous, and gave up half of his body so that Sean could see what he had written.

It turns out that the penguin is recording the tavernkeeper's meeting with Lothar, and also notes Braunie's crazy nature of chasing stars.

Sean watched it with relish, reminding him from time to time, "There should be a book here." "That's the case.

The penguin also chimed in: "Not enough, not enough, when the time comes, I will add illustrations to vividly restore the scene at this moment." ”

Sean gave a thumbs up, this goose should be one of my generation.

One person and one goose, just like that, you say a word to me, and this picture is a mess.

Just as Lothar had finished talking to the tavernkeeper, Penguin had his name on the back of his notebook:

Medwin Frankenstein thanked the lovely Shaun children for their friendly support.

Sean nodded in satisfaction, that's right, he was getting more and more satisfied with the penguins.

"Wait"

Sean pointed to the penguin, and the penguin, who had finished taking notes, put away the small notebook and was about to leave, looking at Sean suspiciously.

"Your name is Frankenstein, and you are the author of the Heroes of the Battlefield History, Frankenstein"

When the penguin heard the heroes of the battlefield history, his two eyebrows curled into crescents, and he took out a book and signed his name, "My friend, this is a parting gift, I hope you like it." ”

After saying that, the penguin saluted and turned to leave, but he didn't expect to meet both like-minded people and his fans today, what a lucky day.

The penguin walked for a long time before realizing that he had not left, and turned back to find that he had been grabbed by Sean by the back of the neck of fate.

"My friend, what's going on, I'm still in a hurry"

"Don't worry" Sean turned his face into the penguin's face and smiled: "Remember Billy?"

The penguin's legs were dangling in the air, pulling and pulling, and Sean was holding the back of his neck and shaking him up and down, trying to make him honest.

Unexpectedly, this shake, a lot of things fell out of the penguin's body.

Small notebooks of various colors, and many pens with bald nibs.

With a penguin in one hand, Sean bent down to pick up a small notebook and opened it curiously.

Date: The second day of the formation of the Battlefield Union.

It was a day worth recording, and since the establishment of the union yesterday, this event has broken the millennia of the same situation on the battlefield. Penguin, the frontline recorder, prepares to travel across the river to explore that mysterious and dangerous land.

Sean only read the page, but he didn't expect that a union had been established in the camp, and he didn't know that this union had a bad conscience. Sean still remembers that he is a member of the Hinterland Continent Wanderers Association, and it is also an eye-opener for Shaun to say that as a wanderer, he must have an association certificate to start his wanderer career.

Evidence alone is not enough, the Wanderers Guild has done a particularly frantic job on this point, and the inspectors of the various towns have scrutinized it very strictly.

Vouchers can be forged, so the number on them must match the records of the Wanderer Guild located in each town, otherwise they will be dragged into a dark room by the inspectors for re-education.

Sean once fled to a small town, the same town where he met Snot. In that town, Sean was almost caught by the inspectors patrolling the streets, on the grounds that he couldn't find Sean's vagrancy credentials in the town's wandering association. Because Sean handled the voucher in another city, and the documents sent by that city had not yet arrived in the town, Sean was considered a homeless man who forged the voucher.

If it weren't for Snot's witty rescue, Sean would still be in a dark cell right now, and he would have had to wait until Sean turned fourteen before he could be released and see the light of day.

Thinking back then, Sean missed snot very much, and I don't know how he is now.

thought that he had found the battlefield one step ahead of Snot, but before Sean and Snot met again to show off to him, his life was indeed not good.

Sean touched his waist, Sean had a big wish for life

world peace. On the basis of world peace, Sean hopes that he can still have a big palace, and the whole palace is peachy and fragrant, so that people will linger until their kidneys are empty.

Sean's little wish is that from now on, no one will be able to hurt his waist, unless his waist immediately turns into a steel waist, Sean will take the Book of Rubick from that waist of his own, and let you stab it casually.

Just as Sean wanted to turn the page, the penguin, who was choked by the back of fate, somehow broke free and snatched the unfinished small book.

Seeing that the little book was not damaged, the penguin quickly put it away and put the scattered book into his feathers.

Eyes.

Sean watched the penguin's storage with relish, but he didn't expect that the chubby penguin was actually very thin, and it looked bulging on the outside, but in fact, there were countless small books hidden under his fur.

The penguin, who had put away the little notebook, returned to his chubby and round appearance, and complained angrily to Sean, "My friend, what are you going to do to tell your reasons, we can still be friends." ”

Eh, Sean looked at the angry penguin, but he didn't expect him to be damn cute, and Sean restrained his impatient hand to prevent it from picking up a penguin. kept reminding himself that Sean was a person with a "master", and he couldn't betray Sophie and change from the Meow Party to the Penguin Party

"Do you remember your battlefield history heroes?"

Sean shook the autographed Heroes of the Battlefield that Frankenstein gave Sean, to be honest, Sean couldn't bear to see such a cute penguin, but he had promised Mr. Rubick a long time ago that he would beat up this guy who wrote the wrong teacher's name.

Sean is ruthless, after all, he is Xiao Honest Lang Junen, he can't be untrustworthy, the most important thing in the rivers and lakes is the word "faith".

"That's right, I wrote this book, and I remember it was my best-selling book. My friend, do you have any grievances against this book?"

Frankenstein touched the penguin's head with his short little wings, the wings were a little short, and he really couldn't figure it out. I was depressed, but my little brain couldn't figure out why.

"Hi"

Sean sighed, thought about it for a while, and decided to use the Ora Ora punch method to teach Frankenstein a little lesson, just let him stay in the air for five seconds, who made someone not admit that Sean was the nine-second king Fury, but said that he was the five-second king Fury.

"Remember Mabik"

Sean stepped forward, moving his wrists, and the warm-up before the fight must be done, if he could, Sean hoped to have a five-minute warm-up exercise.

Unfortunately, Frankenstein didn't wait for Sean to finish his warm-up activities, and he was still thinking about what the name Mabik had to mean in particular.

Just as he was trying to figure it out, Sean had already walked up to him with a wicked smile.

"I remember, isn't Mabik the legendary archmage, I should be ahhhhh

"Ora Ora Fist Method 1st Style Shenglong Fist"

Sean didn't listen to Frankenstein's explanation, he had already determined that Frankenstein was the author of the Heroes of the Battlefield History, and he had to complete the agreement with Mr. Rubick first.

"Ahhhh

"This punch is your slander of his innocence"

"Ahhh

"This punch was written by you blindly, have you ever thought about how panicked I was when I called the wrong name"

"Ahhhh

"This punch is the first to say."

Poof, Frankenstein landed, dying.

He figured out two things in the air, Sean attacked him with something to do with Bill, and maybe Shawn had recently been in contact with Bill. Thinking of this penguin is like taking out a small notebook and giving Sean an an exclusive interview, this is big news related to ancient heroes, how can penguins miss it.

Another thing, Frankenstein tears kept flowing from the corners of his eyes, it turned out that penguins can't fly

Sean took a sip and lifted Frankenstein as he lay on the ground.

"What's the matter, my friend, you should be angry with Mabik."

"It's a little bit late."

Sean frowned, and sure enough, not doing a good job in the warm-up exercise affected his performance very much, and the time for the penguin to fly was less than three seconds. Shaw obsessive-compulsive En had to let the penguin fly for five seconds.

If one time is not enough, then do it again.

"Ahhhh

The cry is poignant, and the brain makes up 10,000 words.