Chapter 17: Ninth Young Master
"What misunderstanding?" asked Garthas.
"This ......" Gully was speechless for a moment, to be honest, how did he know if there was a misunderstanding. It's just speculation......
Suddenly, their ears moved, and they both noticed a rumbling sound in the distance.
With a loud bang, Zhan smashed a boulder again, soared into the air, and after reaching the highest point, it fell heavily on the ground like an extraterrestrial meteorite, and smashed a huge crater with a bang, splashing a cloud of smoke and dust.
"Ahem... Ahemβ" Eri's violent cough kept coming from the smoke.
Ari came out of the smoke with red eyes, looking at the tragic situation within a radius of dozens of miles, he even forgot to protest to Uncle Zhan, looking around, he couldn't find a single intact tree, either burned to charcoal, or was torn apart by countless sharp blades, such a destructive power made Ari desperate to know...... How many Arbor Days does it take for Odin Continent to maintain the ecological cycle, and when he grows up, can he still enjoy a natural and pollution-free environment.......
Gully did not let his guard down because of the arrival of the battle, after all, the other party is a magus, and if he is not careful, it may cause irreparable consequences.
And it was even more impossible for Garthers to come closer, the arrival of a great sword master, even if he was a magister, could not be completely ignored.
"Listen to me......" Seeing that neither of them had any intention of coming down, Ari could only shout loudly. Seeing that nothing happened this time, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"Things are ......"
Suddenly, Ari's heart trembled, and it occurred to him that it might be ...... for him to explain it clearly Not a good thing if...... To be convicted of this conflict, the only one who can top the bag has already been lying down, and he is the other one......
Do you want to say it, can you say it? Suddenly, Eri's little face became tangled.
"Say it. Seeing that Ari was about to speak, Gully moved his encouraging gaze to Ari and told him with his eyes, don't be afraid, Daddy is here, even the Magister can't hurt you!
"Why don't you ......" Ari looked at Gully expectantly, "Kill this old man first?"
Gully: "......"
Garthas: "......"
Although he knew that it was unlikely, seeing Gully's reaction, Ari was still a little disappointed.
"Well, here's the thing......" Ari explained, apprehensively. As Ari narrates, the truth of the matter finally emerges.
"You mean you're just joking, and Fantesi misunderstood?" Gully asked.
"Yes," Ari nodded apprehensively.
Gully took a deep breath and raised his head to look at the sky for a long time, but in the end, the sky still did not float five words.
He turned his head, looked at Garthus embarrassedly, and said with difficulty, "Venerable Magister Garthus......"
"Isn't it an old bastard?" Garthus sneered.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding," Gully explained with all his might, "Don't worry, since it was our mistake, we will definitely give you an explanation this time." β
"Haha, confess?" Garthers laughed angrily: "What can you give an explanation, the experiment was destroyed for you, and even the house was demolished!"
"Father, you see Uncle Zhan is here, or the two of you will work together to kill this old guy. Ari watched from the sidelines as the negotiations didn't seem to be going well, and excitedly encouraged.
Hearing Eri's words, the battle on the side took the giant sword from behind his back and lifted it to his hand, eager to try.
"Nonsense, I'll teach you a good lesson when I get back!" Gully said viciously.
Then he turned his body around, frowned at the eager Zhan, and said, "You take him back first." β
"Okay!" Zhan nodded although he was a little disappointed, and left here with a still somewhat unwilling Ari.
After the two of them left, Guli spoke again: "Your Excellency, in order to express my apologies, I will make a list of the materials and potions you have lost, and I will compensate you according to the price, and even in the future, we can provide your test materials for free." β
"If I need materials, there are countless people who provide them to me. Garthus said lightly.
Guli was not in a hurry, and calmly analyzed: "There are indeed countless people who provide it, but I'm afraid they all ask for something!"
"Aren't you the same?" Garthers looked at him, his old face full of disdain.
"That's right, there is indeed a request," Gully nodded, not embarrassed at all after being exposed, but continued seriously: "If I can remove the curse from Ari's body, I will also unconditionally promise you three conditions,"
Garthers was slightly moved, the three conditions of a magister made him unable to easily refuse.
"I have one more request," Garthus said after a moment's thought.
"Speak, please. β
"Since the matter was caused by your little ghost's nonsense, let him be an apprentice for me. Garthus said with a sneer.
"What do you mean?" said Gully, trembling slightly.
"Become my apprentice and naturally settle the curse for him. Garthus said lightly.
Gully was overjoyed, clenched his right hand into a fist to his chest, and solemnly promised: "The Callias family will remember your friendship!"
Seeing that Garthus was not speaking, Gurly breathed a sigh of relief, although the materials promised to be provided may be a huge expense, and the three conditions may be more troublesome, but the cost is huge, and the gain is also huge, just curing Ari makes him feel that it is not a loss.
"There's one more thing to trouble Your Excellency," Gully said suddenly.
"What else?" said Garthas, impatiently.
"Your house was damaged in the battle, and we will arrange for someone to renovate it, and as for this time, I don't know if it is an honor to invite you to stay in the castle for a few days. Gully bowed and invited.
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Although the fighting is over, the villagers in the distant village of Bran are still affected, and many people feel that this year's winter seems to have come a little earlier......
Old Charlie sat up from the recliner, shivered, and squinted for a while, how suddenly it seemed to have entered a cold winter.
"This damn weather, it will change!" he muttered, and hurriedly got up to pack up, ready to go home to buy two clothes, he stood up, and suddenly found a carriage slowly driving on the narrow official road outside the village.
This was not common in Bran Village, and he stood there, looking curiously.
The carriage soon arrived at the entrance of the village, slowly stopped outside the village, and walked down two figures, one large and one small, from above.
The young man in front of him was dressed as a knight, embroidered with delicate lace at the hem of his shirt, with a standard slender sword carried by a knight at his waist, and two sword eyebrows on his face that were as strong as knives.
He was accompanied by a seven-year-old boy dressed in fine clothes, with a fair complexion, a straight nose, shoulder-length blond hair, and a hint of pride in his eyes.
It's just that his pride didn't last long, the material of his gorgeous clothes was soft and silky, but it couldn't resist the cold, and in this respect, it was not even as good as the old cloth clothes on old Charlie.
"Is it all so cold in the north?" said the boy, rubbing his hands together after just a few steps.
The young man's face was a little heavy, and he didn't reply, he already felt the violent elemental fluctuations in the air.
"Nine...... Ninth Young Master, I'll go to the front to see what's going on?" The coachman driving the carriage came over, glanced at Old Charlie, and asked in a low voice.
"Go ahead!"