While the sun had not yet set in Grondia, Grimm dragged the dwarf Bilder into the carriage waiting for the customers in front of the inn, and headed straight for the address he had stated. Compared to the uneasy savage, Green is much calmer in his heart, he was anxious at first, but now he slowly calmed down and no longer urged, compared to the young man who had just crossed over and suffered from gains and losses, the current Lord of Jinlunga has grown a lot, although he is bound to open the book with the talent of the Nian Dou School, but he also deeply understands that no one can snatch it away if it is yours, and it is not you who can rob it. If this one is really lost, it can only mean that Luna does not want to see him get it at this time, and after thinking about it, he can only accept it peacefully, in order to find the next one.

So his face gradually calmed down.

The setting sun shines through the carriage on Beard's nervous face, leaving Green feeling a little apologetic. In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, he opened his mouth to ask about Beard's hunting, and sure enough, as soon as he mentioned a topic that had nothing to do with the talent book, Bilder suddenly became energetic.

"Beard has forgotten about this bastard life! Beard is now a merchant and the king of gold in the shadows! Beard can trade with anyone, but a vulgar and impertinent robber must not be forgiven! Mitre ......"

"Mierte."

"What? Oh yes, Milt, Milt's brainstorm should give Bild an explanation! They bought so much rags from Bilder, they should be responsible for this dog's life from Bilder! ”

Green couldn't help but roll his eyes as he listened. While noisily demanding the nobles to ensure their personal safety, and on the other hand, they can belittle themselves and their goods, this guy can be regarded as an alternative wonder in the world of Gnodia.

But the words are not rough, the problem that Beard the Savage said is indeed a common problem in this world. In a modern society governed by the rule of law, where rules are strictly detailed, force does not always affect the operation of the business world. Anything is possible, whether it is a large chamber of commerce or a small business, there is a great possibility of natural and man-made disasters - it is not uncommon for powerful people to flout the law and order, and they can commit aggressive atrocities for their own selfish desires at any time. Compared to the Chamber of Commerce, which can still accumulate private soldiers to maintain security, the safety of the Mystery Merchants is undoubtedly more worrying, and they have abundant resources and unknown sources. At the same time, they also have a lot of money, but these people have one thing in common, that is, they are always skeptical, they do not trust others and are not good at organizing and management, so they are treated as traders, and they move their places whenever and wherever they want, so as not to be killed by greedy people.

Compared to the merchants who suspect the bartender of poisoning for a meal in the tavern, Beard is undoubtedly easier to get along with. Putting aside his word "feature", Beard is a half-blood dwarf. Instead of inheriting the ferocity of the kobolds and the stubbornness of the dwarves, they were fortunate enough to combine the few advantages of the two. People who know Beard are willing to trade with him, and are willing to maintain long-term trade relations, but when they meet a ruffian hooligan who only knows the small profits in front of him, Beard's character has no good way except to scold, but there is a feeling of showing talent and meeting soldiers.

Green thought for a moment, but didn't think of a way to comfort Beard. Instead of following him in insulting the unruly thugs, he asked about Beard's recent business. At the same time, intentionally or unintentionally, he inquired about the transactions that Beard usually hated to encounter, and it was not until the carriage was about to arrive at the location that Beard said that Green stopped inquiring and told his original intention.

"Bilder, I know your dreams—forgive me for using the word dream, you know. Although this thing is not touchable and invisible, I still insist on describing it without vulgar language, and I hope you can understand it. Green said this, and Beard wiped his beard, and did not dispute the statement. He just stared at Green, and then asked suspiciously, "My ...... Dream? Your little bunny knows a fart? ”

"It's not hard to guess that you're expecting a big commercial success to prove yourself to both parties," Green grinned, gesturing several times in the air, "but now, I guess you've forgotten the 'ambitions' of your youth, and now it's probably a habit for you to make money, just a part of your daily trivial life, right?" ”

"You fart!" The dwarf was agitated again, and even in the somewhat dim carriage, Green could see that his face was flushed, "Beard never forgets!" Beard wants to be a king! Whatever is the king of gold coins and the king of silver coins, even if it is the king of copper coins, Beard must do it! ”

This statement was a bit obscure, and Green frowned and thought about it for a long time, barely understanding it by stringing it from the grammar of the dwarven language into the lingua franca.

“…… Anyway, since you still have dreams, it's good, and people with dreams will always be a little more cooperative. Green tapped his scabbard and motioned to Bilder, "The sword of the king's choice, its fate is to choose the king, and my fate has been chosen by it, I don't know what your fate will be?" ”

Green looked at Bilder silently, and said no more, and there was a moment of silence in the carriage.

I don't know if Beard didn't understand the question, or if he was thinking about the deep meaning of Green's words, until the carriage came to a slow stop, and Green called him a savage to come to his senses. He looked up, his little eyes revealing a strange light, and he stared at Green for a moment, then pushed open the door and jumped out of the carriage.

"Come on, little human, let's go find your talent book."

Green raised an eyebrow, little human? Strange name, but it's just a good sign.

The two of them walked to the building in front of them, Green followed behind and looked around, and not far away they could see Milt's hard and cold walls, which seemed to be driven from the central city into the poorer outskirts of the city, and in front of them was the façade of a bungalow of very different styles.

"Gym? Chewes? ”

Green looked up at the plaque written in thick ink and was surprised for a moment. Since he had crossed paths with An Ruosu in Deadwood City, he had never met any residents from the Gundovana continent, let alone the Chewes people in Yingzhou, and now he saw a Chewes characteristic Taoist hall settled in the royal city of Rodland, which he really didn't expect.

But when you think about it, it makes sense.

One of the three giants of the new society, the "golden balance" Sadero. It is also the founder of the Nian Dou school, the fighting techniques he practiced, there is a strong atmosphere of Yingzhou Cheweis, it is said that he traveled to the Gundovana continent in his early years, and his skills are almost inseparable from that long trip, so it is conceivable that the perfection of Nian Dou Shu. It must be closely related to Cheweis's martial arts, and it is not uncommon for Cheweis people to look for skills such as Nian Dong Qigong.

Then, as soon as he looked up, he saw Beard swaggering and pushing directly into the "door".

The military academy in Yingzhou is often referred to as the Gym, and unlike the Cabez Continent, the side sliding door used by the Gym is unlockable, so before Green can stop Beard, he has already walked in as a matter of course.

Tsk, even though you're well-informed, you're still a vulgar guy......

Green rubbed his forehead with a headache, sighing that this guy might not learn to be polite in his life. Then he quickly followed.

In some dimly lit rooms, a thin book rests on the table, and the light of the sunset shines directly from the courtyard to the room without doors and walls, and the golden color stains the figure next to the table. The slender figure of the man sat at the table, he took a deep breath, then picked up the book, closed his eyes and emitted a substantial condensation current, circling around him.

Suddenly. His forehead furrowed suddenly.

As if something was wrong, the book in his hand suddenly flashed with a metallic sheen. Immediately, as if he had been hit hard, the man's body shook violently, and the book in his hand involuntarily shook to the ground.

Boom!

The man, dressed in a plain robe, slammed his fist on the table. He gasped for air, his face full of unwillingness, his eyes closed, and the sweat on his forehead confirmed that he had tried hard. Attempts have been made again and again.

“…… Ha...... Ha...... Damn it...... Damn it! ”

His voice was gentle, but the disappointment in his tone distorted his voice.

"Why, it's already close at hand, why don't you accept me, Father's Dojo. And Xiaolian...... Damn ......"

The girl with a towel was walking outside, and in a hurry she heard the man's suppressed anger, and immediately understood that this attempt had failed again. This baby-faced petite girl has a lonely and gloomy expression on her face, even so, can't she let her brother get back to his original self?

"Brother......

At this moment, a soft call came from behind him.

"Lotus."

The little girl with a complicated mood didn't notice that someone was approaching behind her, until the person gently put his hands on her shoulders, she suddenly realized, hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, turned around and forcibly showed a bright smile, "Don't run around, your injuries still need to be recuperated, Sister Xiona......"

The lady who held the little girl in her arms turned out to be the royal knight who was divided into the middle of the day to fight for the people of Rodland. After that sad battle, although her face was still a little pale, she looked much better now, her smooth black hair was scattered over her shoulders, and she was not wearing the shiny armor on her body, but a loose and comfortable robe, vaguely revealing the proud body wrapped in bandages.

She shook her head and crouched on the ground to keep her eyes level with the little girl named "Lian".

"Lian, I believe your brother, Tufman will definitely be able to do it, he is so good, you know it, I know it, right?" Siona gently stroked the little girl's hair, she knew the distress of the siblings, but as she gently said words of comfort, the heart-piercing scene involuntarily came to her mind.

…… I don't have a sister.

The female knight's breathing slowed a beat, and she couldn't help but feel the urge to cry as long as she remembered that cold sentence. She envied the brother and sister, who were facing the burdens of life, but their relationship was very harmonious. Xiona couldn't help but think that she had such a chance to live such a beautiful life.

It's a pity that all of them were ruined by herself.

That obvious identity used to be what she hated the most - longing to never see each other again.

And now, how she longed to be recognized by that boy.

She stretched out her hand, took the little girl in her arms, and sighed softly. The siblings had known each other for a long time, and their father had reached out to her as a newcomer to Mierte, and accepted her as his student as an apprentice, and after the death of their father, Siona took over the ashram. It is a pity that although the knights of the state religion have a lot of money every month, once they are excluded from the maintenance of armor, weapons and horses, and the funds for daily life, there is not much left, and she can only help them as best she can.

And now, when she meets him, the last possibility is also cut off by her own fault, and the young brother and sister seem to have become the last sustenance of her feelings.

But at this moment, a voice as loud as a cannon battle suddenly came-

"Come out quickly, little doll, this business is not right, Beard will not do it!" (To be continued......)

PS: Motherland's birthday, I wish you all to enjoy the holiday to the fullest!