(The content of the task in the second chapter has been changed, you can take a look, otherwise the context is not coordinated)

(It's too late, 2,000 words are repeated, and they will be changed tomorrow)

"I don't know," Arthur told Sil the answer the system had given him. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After hearing this, Sier smiled and nodded: "I see, I understand"

"Understood, what the hell is going on," Arthur asked curiously.

"Because I'm now independent, I'm no longer Frans's doppelganger, and I've cut off everything from the past, so it's the first time Arthur and I've seen each other," Soul replied.

"Independent" Arthur was surprised: "You mean you become self-aware"

"Yes, I'm able to be independent thanks to Arthur you" Sier smiled: "You must know that the name is very important for the doppelganger, as long as the doppelganger gets a name that he accepts, then he will be independent, since I got the name, I have gradually become independent, but only now I am completely independent"

When Arthur heard this, he wanted to sigh at the independent setting of the doppelganger in this world, why was he so cheating: "Sier, Frans has known about your independence for a long time"

"Yes," Sil looked at Arthur and said, "She felt it as soon as I was independent, and if I hadn't been by Arthur's side and feared that I would be in any danger to you, she would have killed me a long time ago."

"Then you're really dangerous," Arthur sighed, "Frans isn't in this city"

"Ah," Sil nodded, "After getting the news of Arthur's whereabouts, Frans and I rushed over"

"Well, it looks like I'm not too careful," Arthur shook his head.

"Since I'm not in the system's limitations, then I can help Arthur you" Sil shook his long hair behind his back: "Then Arthur, can you tell me the mission"

"Yes," Arthur told Sil about the mission.

"There are really enough mission restrictions, if I hadn't drilled a loophole, Arthur, your mission is really dead" After listening to the task, Sier couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart, for Arthur, Sier has a special feeling, some similar to family affection, and like love, gratitude. Part of this relationship was brought by Frans, after all, Sil was originally her identity, even if she was independent, she would be affected by her previous identity, and the other part was indeed brought by Arthur's inadvertent intention to help her become independent.

"yes, I didn't know what to do" Arthur touched the back of his head: "The task of the system is to kill my rhythm"

"Arthur, what would you like to do now," Sil asked.

"I'm going to take the Iron Knight exam, and if I become an Iron Knight, I'll be promoted to an earl," Arthur said.

"It's a good idea in the short term" Sier smiled: "But now we don't have to be so troublesome, let's go directly to the emperor of this empire, and directly ask the emperor of this empire to give you the title of duke, I don't think she will refuse"

"This can't be done," just as Arthur was relieved that he was about to complete his job as a cheating father, a pleasant and familiar voice sounded.

"Libo Lisa" Sil turned his head and looked at the person who spoke up, a chill flashed in his eyes, "You already know where Arthur is"

"Indeed," Libalisa laughed, "I've been with Arthur for a long time."

"So you've been hiding it from us," Sil whispered, murderous intent condensed in her eyes.

"Yes" Liborisa admitted dryly, and then she looked at Arthur: "Arthur, it's not a good habit to get something for nothing, although I don't know why you want to raise the title, but if you rely on others, you will become a waste"

"Waste or not waste, it's not up to you to say it" Sil stood in front of Arthur: "Do you want to die?"

Liborisa shrugged.

Arthur looked at Sier and then at Librisa, and found that he was a little confused: "Anyway, Liborisa, you and Sier know each other."

"I met today, in fact, I know Frans" Libo Lisa put her hands behind her back: "Recently, Frans entrusted someone to find Arthur, her employer, so I will be in the Roland Continent, Arthur Actually, it is not a coincidence that you and I met"

"No," Arthur recalls the horrible amount of food he had when they first met, "I don't think you're really hungry."

"Well, I was really hungry at that time, but not to the point of fainting" Libo Lisa laughed, "So Arthur, you are really a good person, if others would just ignore me and walk away"

"By the way, I forgot to introduce myself as my real identity" Libo Lisa suddenly patted her head and smiled: "My name is Libo Lisa, the Lord of Hell Gluttony, the Lord of Demons"

"It's really unexpected" Arthur was not surprised by Liborisa's identity, after all, he was Frans's friend, and Liborisa was indifferent to the Demon Lord's level thinking, not at this level, even if he was strong in front of the Demon Lord, he would have some mood swings.

"Sure enough, Arthur, you weren't surprised, if you knew that I would have told you my identity earlier, maybe you would be surprised" Libo Lisa had some regret on her face.

"Libolisa, why do you want to hide Arthur's traces from us?" asked Will, although it was fortunate that Liborisa concealed Arthur's identity was not revealed by Frans and the mission failed, but this is the most basic nature of the problem.

"Because I don't think it's funny to tell you," Liborisa said with a pleasant smile.

Si'er was silent for a while, and then said, "It seems that I've been really concerned about it lately, and I've forgotten the nature of demons."

"I said this place doesn't seem to be the place to talk now, let's go back," Arthur said, looking at the gaze drawn to the three of them.

"Well, it's a little tiring to stand and talk," Libalisa said, snapping her fingers, and the three of them went back to their hotel room.

"Arthur, I still suggest that you promote the title by yourself, and in the end, if you can't be promoted, you can't recruit people to help" Libo Lisa sat on the bed: "People can't rely on others all the time, you have to get used to being alone"

In the face of these philosophical words spoken by Librisa, Arthur said, "What is the truth?"

"Because it's not interesting, it's so boring," Libalisa laughed, "I've been unusually idle lately, otherwise I'd tell Frans where you are, and I'd be able to leave with a reward that satisfies me."

Arthur thought for a while, and felt that what Libalisa said, those philosophical words made some sense, although she could always rely on Frans and them to solve anything, but was it really good for herself to do this, she had been relying on Frans and them, and sooner or later she would become a person who would only rely on others, and she herself was very disgusted with such herself.

In the early morning, the sun slowly rises in the east, shining its rays on the earth, and the rooster's crowing is heard as soon as the sun rises, and the sound is heard throughout half of the village of Lola.

Leslin, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the familiar rooster crow.

"So can't you crow later, big brother rooster, let me sleep a little longer" Sitting up from his amazing hard plank bed, Leslin complained in his heart about the rooster that the sun had just risen every day.

Looking out the window, Leslin was stunned for a moment before exclaiming, "It's another day."

Lifting the comfortable bedding and enduring a chill, Leslin quickly got dressed.

After a brief freshening up, Reslyn looked at herself in the mirror that she had bought with a month's salary.

The appearance of the young man in the mirror is neither handsome nor ugly, he belongs to the very ordinary kind, the kind of appearance that belongs to passer-by.

"That's it, it's really" Looking at himself in the mirror, Leslin has a sad feeling every time, after all, he was still a handsome guy before he crossed over, why did he become so ordinary after crossing, the same as passerby A.

Reslyn is a traverser, a very bitter traverser, a traverser who crashes into a tree and crosses.

He doesn't know why he will cross when he hits a tree, others are stoned to death when they cross, and after committing suicide, he just hit a tree, and he didn't even have a slight injury, but he crossed, so it depends on character to cross.

From the table next to him, he took a piece of brown bread that he bought yesterday, this is Reslin's breakfast, looking at his breakfast, the black bread does not look like the hardness of bread at all, and Reslyn wants to throw it away.

If it weren't for the lack of money, Reslyn would never eat this kind of black bread, which is also called bread, don't joke, to say that it is bread is simply an insult to the word bread, this kind of bread that is hard enough to be used as an iron rod as long as anyone with a little money will not eat it.

"Nima, I'm a time-traveler anyway, why do I mix so badly" As a time-traveler, according to the plot in the novel, it's not good to travel to the other world, and I haven't crossed over for three years and eat black bread again, why do I still eat black bread after three years.

Poured a glass of water, dipped the black bread in some water, Reslyn took a bite, the black bread thing can't bite at all without a little water, Reslin still remembers the first time he ate black bread after crossing, he didn't know how to eat, he bit directly, Reslin still remembered the feeling after biting at that time, toothache, tooth pain, as if he had extracted a tooth without anesthetic.

With a kind of disgust, Reslyn finished eating the black bread and looked at the remaining three black breads, this is Leslin's lunch and dinner today, it looks a little shabby, but there is no way, there is no money.

Walking out of his one-bedroom home, Arthur locked his door, although it was completely unnecessary, after all, his family was poor, and the money was all on him, and the black bread that could be used as an iron rod in the house was gone, and there was nothing to do before, and Reslyn estimated that if the thief entered, he would be dumbfounded.

Despite this, it was already a habit that he had developed in his previous life to lock the door when he went out, so Reslin still locked the door.

Now Leslin is going to make money, Leslin's job is the only carpenter's shop in the village as an apprentice, speaking of this apprenticeship, Leslin is a little frustrated, Nima, he has been in this town for two and a half years, and he has been an apprentice for two and a half years, it stands to reason that he should be able to become a teacher in two and a half years, but maybe because his hands are not very skillful, so until now, he has not been a teacher, he is still an apprentice, and his craftsmanship is a little better than the original, from not even being able to make wood into a rectangle to now being able to make wood into a triangle。

His own carpenter talent is very poor, which is something that Leslin himself and his master carpenter, the owner of the carpenter shop, Old Yuri, have confirmed.

However, Reslyn did not give up this job, after all, this is a job with a high salary and easy work in the whole village, and it is difficult to find a job that meets your requirements if you give up this job, at least not in this village.

The morning air was damp and there was a faint smell of flowers in the air, and smelling the scent of flowers in the air, Leslin felt full of strength to work all day, and although this feeling would be lost over time, at least it felt good now.

Walking to the carpenter's shop, old Yuri had already started to work.

"Good morning, boss," Reslin greeted

"Well, here, let's get to work" Old Yuri glanced at Leslin, who was coming, and nodded, looking a little cold.

For old Yuri's coldness, Leslin is accustomed to it, he has worked here for two and a half years, and Old Yuri's practice is so cold, but although Old Yuri is very cold, but he is a kind guy, several times, when Leslin can't eat, Old Yuri will let Leslin come to his house for dinner.

Walking into the carpenter's shop, Leslin took out the tools that the carpenter needed, looked at the trees that had been cut down from outside the village on the side of the carpenter's shop, and began his day's work.

Reslin's job is very simple, which is to process a tree into a square piece of wood, but it is simple, not too much, and there are at least a few hundred pieces of wood processed in a day.

Holding the tool, Leslin didn't know how much wood had been processed, but just as he was about to work on the next one, his shoulder was touched.

In the early morning, the sun slowly rises in the east, shining its rays on the earth, and the rooster's crowing is heard as soon as the sun rises, and the sound is heard throughout half of the village of Lola.

Leslin, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, couldn't help but open his eyes when he heard the familiar rooster crow.

"So can't you crow later, big brother rooster, let me sleep a little longer" Sitting up from his amazing hard plank bed, Leslin complained in his heart about the rooster that the sun had just risen every day.

Looking out the window, Leslin was stunned for a moment before exclaiming, "It's another day."

Lifting the comfortable bedding and enduring a chill, Leslin quickly got dressed.

After a brief freshening up, Reslyn looked at herself in the mirror that she had bought with a month's salary.

The appearance of the young man in the mirror is neither handsome nor ugly, he belongs to the very ordinary kind, the kind of appearance that belongs to passer-by.

"That's it, it's really" Looking at himself in the mirror, Leslin has a sad feeling every time, after all, he was still a handsome guy before he crossed over, why did he become so ordinary after crossing, the same as passerby A.

Reslyn is a traverser, a very bitter traverser, a traverser who crashes into a tree and crosses.

He didn't know why he would cross when he hit a tree, others were stoned to death when they crossed, and after committing suicide, he just hit a tree, and he didn't even have minor injuries