The afternoon sun shone on the endless wheat fields, and a figure on a horse gradually appeared from afar.

With the summer breeze and the light swaying of bells.

There is also occasional intervals between playing and singing in the wheat waves.

……

Thanks to the thoughtfulness of the noble lords and the benevolence of the Pope, even in such a busy season, farmers can take a short time to enjoy a relaxing rest after an afternoon.

So I found the man with a harp on his back, his face covered with dust, and a wizened horse, swaying on a thin horse, and only a child playing by the mill.

"Behold, the bard, who can't tell a good story, is here with us again!" They stopped fighting and sneered.

"Suppose he's going to Earl Feld, or is he going to Viscount Sharp?"

"Oh, I wish he had left sooner." A boy seemed to remember something, and his face was full of worry, "Look at that dirty beard, and that dress that looks like it hasn't been taken care of for half a month, it must have frightened Miss Kent." After all, she was so beautiful, and I was so worried that she would be abrupt by this rude man. ”

Thinking of Miss Kent's slender figure and eyes as clear as the sea, even the most naughty boy could not help but soften his heart for her.

"Or, let's go tell Wood, she's helped us win so many fights with the next village, and maybe Miss Kent will be much safer with her protection."

"No, no, no. Trust me, Pete, it's not a good idea. A somewhat fat boy hurriedly waved his hand, "Even if Wood doesn't care about the humility and mingling with us, she is still a distant cousin of the little Earl of Felder, a nobleman. There is a competition between the ladies and ladies of the nobility that we do not know about. He said very seriously with a somewhat childish face.

The rest of the boys looked at him with a blank eye, like?

The fat boy sighed, and said pretending to be old-fashioned, "Didn't you notice that Wood was also a charming and cheerful young lady?" Well, of course, it only had to be when she lowered her fist and didn't speak. ”

Well, careful thoughts, girls.

The boys shrugged their shoulders approvingly, deciding not to tell Wood, who had been playing with them, about to stop the wandering bard on the way to Viscount Sharp's castle.

Luckily, they don't have to worry so much.

For the man did not go to the village or to the lord's house, but chose a remote path and rode away on horseback.

……

At the end of the market, near the farmland, there are rows of stone-made houses, all of which were once where serfs lived. With the issuance of the new papal decree, they had to pay half the food to their lords each year, and they did not have to live in such houses, eat coarse food, wear shabby clothes, and even bathe several times a year, as they had done a few decades ago.

Today, they all moved to the village where the bazaar had grown, the streets were cleaned, and occasionally, the lords, led by the squires, rode tall horses to patrol the village, and on a whim held an annual party for their farmer.

As a result, these stone houses are uninhabited, completely idle, and the corners are covered with moss, and few people will take care of them.

The man swerved into the second small stone house, the low doorway that forced him to bend down to get in.

When he saw the figure already standing inside, the man's mouth covered under his fluffy beard grinned, put down what he was holding, and smiled, "Alex." ”

"It's Alex." The fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl has a fair face, and her figure is set off by the clothes that show off her figure. She stepped out of the light, her deep features and soft blonde hair making her look more like a god from ancient Greek mythology.

"Okay, Alex." The man reluctantly changed his words, "But only here." You know, your Aunt Sharp has always thought of you as her dear Ally. He picked up the burden in his hand again and motioned, "Would you like something to eat?" ”

"No, thank you." The girl politely refused, and her always cold appearance in front of outsiders became a little childish complaint, "Uncle Edmund, I hate all this. Seeing that the other raised an eyebrow, she said, "I mean, I don't want to be - Alex anymore." I'm a boy myself, and I'm supposed to ride a horse with a sword and march around like you! Instead of, instead of drinking tea embroidered every day on the manor, and—" she became a little unspeakable, "endure the adoration of those boys. ”

As if thinking of the boys' eyes, Alex, oh no, Alex's face was twisted for a moment.

"Hahaha." Edmund laughed heartily and patted the handsome girl on the shoulder, "I forgot, Alec is so old now, no wonder it's not as easy to tolerate this girl's body as when he was young." ”

"But in less than three years, you'll be able to get out of this situation." The man looked at the young man with soft eyebrows and eyes and a seemingly cold face, and as he spoke, he tried to recall his father's appearance in his mind, but unfortunately, time had passed too long, and the struggle had lasted for many years, and he could not remember it clearly.

Edmund was a little sad. Perhaps by the time Alex was seventeen years old, he would have regained his boy's body and his face would be much more resolute than it is now, and he would look more like his father then.

"Alec." His brown eyes looked at him quietly, with a slight wetness, "This is the guarantee that your parents left for you before they died, remember what we had agreed to at the beginning?" Never expose yourself to those people, so even your Aunt Sharp has to hide it. ”

"Yes, I know." The boy replied in a low voice.

"Okay, let's not talk about those things, let's talk about your recent affairs, I read Mrs. Sharp's letter, you seem to have made two friends?" Edmund took out a wooden bowl from the side, pulled off the blue-gray dough from the baggage, and put it into it, mixed it with beer, and stirred it with a wooden spoon.

Probably hearing the word friend, Alex's face became much more vivid, and he frowned and emphasized, "Uncle Edmund, I only have one friend, Davy Felder, and nothing else." "Yes, this guy has no gender in his eyes, only he didn't see him as a girl, and to be honest, he was really fed up with the boys sneaking out of the manor to see him. Take a hundred plating to read the latest chapter of "Fast Wear, No Tranquility Claw Book House" for the first time.