Ever since he was remembered by the Holy See, Shadow had never slept peacefully.

The endless escape tempered his will, making his abilities and body stronger and stronger.

But now, the shadow is a little confused.

What is the meaning of life?

Huge fireworks rose from the trees in the distance, mixed with the roar of thunder, forming a shocking scene.

Shadow knew it was Lightning and the man named Oak practicing their abilities.

When he first arrived in the Sky Ferry Territory, he met with the man named Orc, and was introduced to them by Rand himself.

Oak was a very gentle man, and it stands to reason that he should have befriended Oak.

But when Shadow stood in front of Oak, he always felt a little uncomfortable, and he couldn't open his mouth to greet and chat with Oak like a normal person.

He deliberately maintained a cold attitude in front of Oak.

This is not to say that Shadow has a disdain for Oak.

On the contrary, this intentional alienation comes from the depths of Shadow's heart, which he is not even aware of.

Inferiority.

Yes, Shadow had never seen a demon seed, as energetic as Oak, and his intense love for the future that burst from the depths of his heart could be felt even by the unobservant Connor.

Oak stood in front of him, like a scorching sun.

He's an outlier.

The shadow thought like this, the tragic past of the demon seed usually makes them not easily show their inner thoughts, and in the eyes of outsiders, the personality will be relatively cold and withdrawn, and even a little weird, and these emotions, in Oak's body, the shadow has not seen once.

Had he never experienced pain?

Shadow suddenly felt a little irritated, and he looked at his companions below who were practicing his abilities, and felt an indescribable depression in his heart.

It seems that everyone has found what they want to do and is working on it.

So what about me? What should I do?

My ability is only suitable for killing, do I need to keep killing to train my ability?

"Your problem is easy to solve," Rand sat in his office, looking at the shadow in front of him with a smile on his face, "In the future, you will be my personal bodyguard, and you will definitely be satisfied with the salary." ”

"You don't need to work, you just need to do one thing, and that's to keep me safe. ”

As for the arrangement of the shadows, Rand has long had a plan, although Payne, as the leader of his knights, his duty is to protect his own safety, but when the spring of the next year arrives, the war horses promised by the Lanylus family will be delivered, and the cavalry regiment will be formed, and the only person with experience in training cavalry in the air crossing is Payne himself, and he will become the commander of the cavalry regiment at that time.

Then in this way, Payne will not be able to separate himself and protect Rand.

Given the resentment and hatred of a large number of families for his forced fees in the shallow waters, and the rivalry of his two brothers, Rand felt compelled to hire an experienced master to protect his life.

As it happens, Shadow is the person who best meets Rand's various qualifications.

Tough, cold, like a heavy rock.

It makes people feel inexplicably reassured.

Moreover, the boy's appearance is more deceptive, and Rand feels that when facing enemies, it will have the effect of surprise.

"How? think about it?" Rand reminded again, looking at the silent shadow.

"Pay upfront. The shadow suddenly spoke, but the words that came out surprised Rand a little, "I need money more now." ”

Rand raised his eyebrows, but he didn't ask in detail, everyone should have their own secrets, and blindly digging into the bottom will only make the other party feel disgusted and disgusted.

"Yes!"

After receiving Rand's affirmative reply, Shadow did not put forward any more conditions, but directly signed his name on the employment letter.

"From now on, our contract is in effect. Rand put away the letter of appointment, "In the future, my life will be in your hands." ”

The shadow took a deep breath and a serious expression appeared on his face.

"From now on, no one will be able to hurt even a finger of you before killing me. ”

Well, the thick domineering president fan.

Rand's cheeks twitched twice unconsciously.

Why, all of a sudden, the style of painting changed......

......

The last vestiges of winter have been erased by the warm sun, the ice floes on the Serra River have melted inch by inch, and the trade waterway has finally ushered in its time again.

But this year's Serra is a little different.

Barov of the Luming family sailed down the river from the south on the family's merchant ship, and after a whole winter of traveling in the south, he bought large quantities of furs and silks at very low prices.

It was the result of a joint effort with his family's partners, who wielded vast amounts of wealth, monopolized the purchase of furs in a certain area, and used a little force to deter the stingy peddlers, making them understand that if they did not sell their goods to the Luming family, his goods would never be sold again.

Most of the traders did a piecemeal business, and there was no enough size to form a fleet, and if they could not be sold locally, then the goods would have to rot in their own hands, and it was better to sell them to Barov at a low price, or at least in exchange for some food for the winter.

Barov sat down on the couch contentedly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with his actions.

Businessmen, the pursuit of a profit maximization, for this reason, it is understandable to use a little means.

Even if the vendors were disgruntled, their anger would not help.

Anger without strength is not frightening, it only makes people laugh.

Barov understood this very early on.

As long as this ship of goods is transported to the northern city, one change of hands, the profit can be quadrupled immediately, and you can also take advantage of the gap in the sale of goods to experience the hot and warm feelings of the northern woman.

Barov felt some heat in his lower abdomen, he licked his lips and ordered the ship to speed up.

But the ship slowly stopped.

"What's going on?" asked Barov, turning to the servant who had just walked in, "why did you stop the boat?"

"My lord, there is a situation where we cannot move forward. The servant said respectfully, "At the shallow beach ahead, there are a large number of boats docked, and the jam has completely blocked the ferry. ”

"Landslides, or are there rockfalls?" Barov thought, the last thing he wanted was the situation, if the waterway was really blocked by falling rocks, then he would have to make the return trip.