Early the next morning, as soon as the rooster had crowed, and the sky was still light, Witt turned over and jumped down from the grass bed, skillfully pinned the logging axe to the cloth belt around his waist, patted his face with cold water, washed away the dirt on his face from the grass bed last night, and then went out and grabbed a piece of dry bread in his mouth, and ran towards the lumberjack old Danny's house.

Witt promised old Danny to help him cut ten bundles of wood, and ended up cutting a bundle for him, and he was busy all day yesterday, and forgot that there was such a thing as an agreement with old Danny, and he had to get up early today to go over to accompany old Danny, lest the other party say that he was a white-eyed wolf, and he would not chop wood when he took an axe. The more Witt thought about it, the more he felt that he was not, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Fesde's early morning is at its most beautiful. The blue sky is filled with white clouds that play with each other, and they come in a variety of shapes. The early sparrows have long been shuttling and jumping in the weeds, foraging for themselves or their little sparrows, and from time to time playing with each other and making that lovely "chirping" sound, as if opening a music box, the beautiful sound is in the ears.

As Witt walked down the dirt road, he would occasionally see a wild cat leaping out of one side of the alley with a small mouse in his mouth, and then disappearing into the alley on the other side, which made people stop unexpectedly. The dust kicked up by Witt's footsteps hung behind him, enveloping the empty path of Fested in the early morning, giving an endless illusion through the hazy path.

Witt seemed very happy, and the road was unobstructed, and in a short time he reached old Danny's house, but the door was closed. Witt thought to himself, it didn't matter, anyway, he was here to help old Danny chop wood, not to wake old Danny up. Although the gate of the courtyard is also closed, the two-meter-high fence is no problem for the naughty ghost who spends all day outside.

Witt slowly climbed up the hole in the fence, and when he reached the top, he jumped into the courtyard and shook some dust on the ground. Witt patted his clothes soiled by the fence, then pulled out the sharpened timber-cutting axe from his waist and put the wood beside him on the wooden platform, and with muscle memory he snapped into the axe. The wood was split in half in the middle and fell to the ground, and Witt was so excited that he split the wood into four pieces.

The sound of chopping wood outside the house woke old Danny from his sleep, so frightened that old Danny thought that the "thief" had entered the house, and hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, almost flashing to the old waist, and then put the logging axe prepared next to the bed in his hand, standing behind the door of the house and not daring to move, just waiting for the "thief" to enter the house and give him an axe.

Old Danny waited left and right and other "thieves" just didn't enter the house, listening to this familiar voice seemed to be chopping wood, which made old Danny a little confused, did you have to watch stealing firewood yourself this year?

Old Danny carefully opened a crack in the window, and looked out through the faint light, where a young man in a coarse cloth coat was chopping wood, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be little Witt. Old Danny's hanging heart immediately let go, followed by a burst of anger, and immediately opened the door and yelled, "Stinky boy! ”

The door suddenly opened and Witt was startled, and old Danny's roar really scared Witt's legs and almost squatted on the ground.

Old Danny was so frightened that he was shocked when he saw Witt, and he also felt funny, but his anger did not subside, and he shouted: "You are chopping wood here early in the morning, and you still don't let people sleep?" Do you want me to die sooner? Yes? And how did you get in? My door is locked, you can't steal my key, do you? ”

Witt slowly recovered from the fright, and when he saw that old Witt was losing his temper, he also felt embarrassed, and replied: "Uncle Danny, I didn't steal your key, I turned over and came in directly from outside the fence." I didn't mean to make you sleep, but I said before that I would chop ten bundles of firewood for you, and I forgot about it after a busy day yesterday, isn't it? I got up early this morning and came over to chop wood for you. ”

Witt wanted to continue to explain, but was interrupted by old Danny: "Come on!" Come on! ”

Old Danny actually didn't put this at ease, the axe was also a waste when it was left, and ten bundles of firewood were just given to him a step down, even if Little Witt didn't come to chop wood, he wouldn't blame him, I didn't expect it

The little guy really remembered it, and old Danny certainly had no reason to be angry, and was even glad to see that Witt could sharpen the axe so sharply.

"Just keep chopping your wood! Anyway, I'm getting older, and I don't sleep much on weekdays. It's you, little Witt, in good spirits! How is your father, old Witt, doing? I haven't seen him in a long time. Old Danny regained his expression and tone, and returned to his original amiable old man.

Seeing that old Danny was in a better mood, Witt was immediately overjoyed, picked up the axe and put an axe against the wood, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Father is still healthy!" I'm working in the fields! ”

"Ouch! Not bad! I can't believe that you kid is a pretty fast learner! It's all decent to cut wood, huh?! Old Danny was overjoyed to see that Witt had only come twice and could split wood so skillfully, fiercely, accurately, and ruthlessly, just as much, and was overjoyed, this kid was really a piece of wood splitting material, and if he could, he really wanted to leave him for a good life.

"That's right! Don't run around these days, the village and the village are dangerous places. Old Danny suddenly changed his words, his face was serious, and he couldn't help but make Witt Zou frown and stop the axe in his hand and listen carefully.

"What's wrong? Uncle Danny, nothing major has happened in the village lately! How can even the village be in danger! Witt asked, looking puzzled.

"You're still young, it's normal not to know. Fesdena is a remote and wild place on the continent of Calradia, where there is no second village within a radius of dozens of kilometers except Fesdena. There are basically no caravans that come here every year, because it is poor, remote, and plagued. On weekdays, with the army of Lord Warisi Enpoye in charge, the surrounding bandits are not too rampant, and the village is still safe. But now that everyone knows that Vicchia and Nord are at war, and the lord of Varichynpoye is gone with the army and the strong men of the village, Fesd is like a woman without clothes, and she can't protect herself! The bandits and those snow bandits will definitely take this opportunity to invade the village, don't run around when you have nothing to do on weekdays, it's easy to get into trouble!" Old Danny was also worried about Witt's safety, so he couldn't stop saying a word. He has no relatives and no one to comfort him on weekdays, and now Witt may be the only person he feels closer.

"Yes, isn't there a captain of the guard in the lord's fortress named Marigapoye? Doesn't he have guards to defend the village? Witt asked, puzzled, his innocent look making old Danny even more worried about Witt.

"Hahaha!" Old Danny laughed silently, and smiled a little reluctantly, a little bitterly, and then said, "If that coward could come out and save this village, how could I be alone now!" ”

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