Of course, Moslian unceremoniously accepted Gagro's thank-you gift, but in fact, the thank-you gift he gave was very little.

The kindness of teaching magic is not something that two boxes of jerky can repay.

Gagro seems to know this, so his attitude is too good, and he doesn't look unconvinced at all, so he almost sticks out his tongue and screams "Wang".

Too lazy to care about his previous atrocities, many things can be convenient if there is Gagro's help.

You know, his family is the only one in the village who often goes to the city, and that alone is a great help.

"Morning, let's get the meat in." Moslian commanded unceremoniously.

"Okay." Gagro smiled and agreed.

However, Moslian did not give him a good look, and the two of them were currently trying to create a master-servant mentality, rather than a simple friend mentality.

Friends sometimes get an inch, but the master and servant don't, at most give him a better attitude later, so that Gagro will be more grateful to himself.

Move the jerky into the house, now that you have so much food, there is no need to ask for work for the next few days.

Besides, there is not work to do every day, as long as you fool Gagro, why worry about not having anything to eat.

"Come with me, I'll teach you something new today." Moslian pretended to be profound, saying that in reality he had nothing to teach, but he still had to do it, and it was better to give Gagro the illusion of progress.

He didn't know when he was so good at fooling people, it was like being imprinted in flesh and blood.

The two came to the clearing, and Moslian used the combat skills he had practiced in the past few days to abuse Gagro first, leaving a deep impression on his heart.

Then he casually taught two tricks, and then misled Gagro to learn some tricks that were a waste of time, but could strengthen the body.

He can't allow Gagro to progress faster than his "master".

At the end of a morning's training, Moslian chased Gagro away again, saying that it was his time to practice in the afternoon, and Gagro walked away without the slightest doubt.

Shortly after Gagro left, Moslian had just returned to the monastery to receive his food for the day, and when he opened the door, he saw Momoli eating his jerky.

"You're a thief." Helplessly complained, Moslian knew that it was useless to complain about her.

"Oh."

Sure enough, Mo Moli just replied lightly, and then stopped making a sound and continued to destroy the jerky.

Moslian could only sit down and eat with her, and soon the two of them were full, and just as he was about to go to training with Momoli, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the house.

The door was pushed open, and a familiar but barely spoken child came in, "Oh no, Sister Mary has been captured!" ”

A few drops of sweat slipped off the boy's immature face, and he said breathlessly while panting.

However, Moslian felt a little inexplicable about his words, and Sister Mary had been taken away and came to him for something.

Shouldn't we tell the dean first and let the dean figure it out?

Moslian is a suspicious man who will not act lightly until he understands the situation.

"Did you inform the dean?"

"No, Sister Mary asked me to inform you as soon as possible."

Apparently the child also felt strange, but in the face of Sister Mary's orders, he had to carry it out.

"Tell me more about what's going on." I don't know what Mary was thinking, but it doesn't hurt to hear first.

"She was taken away by the rich men of the town, the family of Sealand, because they accused Sister Mary of using witchcraft on their children." The child's face was not angry.

"Obviously, it was the result of their child's poor health and indiscriminate taking medicine, because Sister Mary did not cure the other party, but caused her to vomit a mouthful of blood, so she was arrested."

Hearing the child's description, Mosley Ann felt a headache, why did he provoke the people of the Sealand family in the town because they had a bad reputation.

Especially the sick young master in their family, I heard that he was just pretending to be sick, and for so many years he coaxed the township doctors in various places to help him treat his illness.

Using the gimmick of high prices, let a large number of doctors come to see a doctor, but it is not cured, nothing is fine, if the other party has a little something, it will be deducted, either lose money to accompany the reputation, or be deducted I don't know what will happen.

Since the Sealand family had an eldest son who was an official viscount, this little thing usually did not make much of a wave.

"Why did Maria go to help with the treatment, don't you know the bad rumors of the Sealand family?" Moslian frowned, feeling that Maria was not such a stupid person.

"I don't know about that, but you must save Sister Mary, please!"

Usually Mary was very kind to the orphans of the convent, and was very well received in their eyes, as can be seen from the behavior of this little one.

Originally, Moslian was reluctant to participate in this matter, but he did get a lot of help from Maria in the past few days, and he should go and help anyway.

"You go tell the Dean now, and I'll see what I can do." Moslian didn't say yes right away, at least to understand the situation first.

For ordinary civilians, the Sealand family can be said to be a behemoth-like existence, and what can he do about an abandoned orphan in a village monastery.

"Okay, thank you for your help." After a salute, the child walked out of the door.

Seeing him leave, Mo Moli, who had just been hiding around, appeared.

"Would you like to come with me, do me a small favor, and if you will, I can show you a quick way to get closer to the Charles." Moslian, who had no confidence on his own, immediately threw out the bait and asked for help.

"Okay, I'm bored right now anyway." Mo Moli stretched her waist, showing her attractive body curves.

I don't know if she was really bored, or if she was seduced by Moslian's words.

Of course he won't delve into it, since Momoli is willing to help, then things will be much easier, I believe that no matter how good the people of the Sealand family are, they will not dare to hand it over to the empire, and the Praetorian Guard knight who can be sacrificed at any time will fight hard.

……

Sealand Town.

Since a long time ago, a large area of this area has been occupied by the Sealand family, and the trade in this area has been vigorously developed.

Over time, a large number of houses began to be built in the area led by the Sealand family, and more and more people came to settle here, and the Sealand family, who had been here for a long time, soon developed into a small town.

And the Sealand family here is the nobles of the town, and in this town, the rules of the empire are not even as good as the rules of the Sealand family.