On the spacious, but devastated deck, the ship's magical protective barrier had broken a big hole, and most of its protective ability had been lost, the scorching sun was in the sky, the clouds were dense, and the black ship was still following them above their heads, but fortunately, the ship above them helped them block the scorching sun, and it was cool in the shadows.

"You're from that place? Why do you want to do such things that hurt others and hurt yourself? Explain it all to me. The bald uncle asked, looking at the group of people tied together in front of him, looking at the deck.

"Didn't I say it, it's none of their business, I'm telling their people, why do you have to ask so much, stinky bald." The gray-hatted boy, who was also tied together, shouted.

"Little kids, be respectful to adults, you know." The bald uncle pinched the gray hat boy's cheek and said unpleasantly.

"Uncle Punk, did you ask something?" Harry said as he walked up behind the bald uncle with a glass of water.

"Oh, Harry, are you feeling better?" Punk looked back, but the big hand holding the Grey Hat Boy hadn't let go.

"Well, take a break for a while, it's all right." Harry nodded.

"Well, no matter how much I ask them, these guys don't want to speak, especially this kid." Punk turned his head and squeezed the Grey Hat Boy's hand harder, and the Grey Hat Boy snorted in pain.

"Uh, alright, alright, Uncle Punk, stop, you do this, his face will be pinched and swollen by you." Harry said reassuringly.

Punk stood up unhappily and raised his punching bag at the gray hat boy, with a fierce expression on his face, as if warning him something, but the gray hat boy was not afraid of his threat at all, stuck out his tongue, made a grimace and mocked Punk, and shouted "Perverted big bald head." ”

"You stink, little, son!" Cyberpunk was not happy, his forehead was bruised, and I had an uncomfortable look on my face not to beat this stinky boy, so frightened that Harry hurriedly ran to the gray hat boy to protect him.

"Calm down, Uncle Punk, you're an adult, don't be angry about this, or you'll really fall into his trap." Harry looked at the punk who was about to fall into a rage in front of him, and hurriedly said.

"Good! I endure! I'll go first, and I'll leave the interrogation to you Harry, I'm really. Punk angrily turned around and sat back in his place, unhappily drinking.

"Whew" Harry's heart that had been hanging was relieved, he was relieved, it was the first time he had seen Uncle Punk so angry, he was very gentle in the past, this guy's kung fu to make people angry is really amazing, Harry looked back at the gray hat boy and thought.

"Hmph, you sissy, I don't need your help, hurry up and stay out of my sight." The grey hat boy looked at Harry mockingly.

Harry paused, then turned away, looking.

The Grey Hat Boy didn't think Harry would come back, but Harry returned, smiling, with a bottle of liquid in his hand.

"Hey, I said you're a sissy, don't you understand, why do you want to come back, don't you think I've scolded enough..."The gray hat boy continued to use his poisonous tongue skills.

The Grey Hat Boy suddenly stopped talking, and looked at Harry squatting in front of him in surprise, Harry was helping him to smear the red potion on his cheek, and the Grey Hat Boy was irritated by the potion and snorted in pain.

Harry wasn't actually angry, he just saw the punk pinch on the gray hat boy's cheek, and thought that he should apply some medicine or something, if he left it like this, the wound would become very serious, Harry, who had a lesson from the past life, thought so, so he went to Kalia to ask for this swelling potion to help him apply the wound.

Regarding the gray hat boy's poisonous tongue, Harry said that he was a pediatric, and he was not scolded so gently in his previous life, and the scolding was all about adding father and mother, which is nothing.

"Does it still hurt?" Harry asked with concern.

"No, it's fine." The gray-hatted boy blushed a little and said.

"If it still hurts, tell me, I'll wipe it for you."

The Grey Hat boy didn't speak, just turned his face away from Harry.

After a while, Harry handed over a cup full of water and said in a reassuring tone, "We've been fighting for so long, you should be thirsty too, drink it with confidence, I didn't put anything strange in it." ”

"I'm not thirsty." The grey hat boy replied briefly.

"Okay then." Harry was just about to take back the water glass, but inadvertently noticed that the gray hat boy was secretly swallowing, smiled slightly, handed the water glass to his mouth, and motioned for him to open his mouth, because his hands were tied, but he couldn't hold the quilt, and the kind Harry was a good person to help him to the end.

The gray hat boy is not pretentious, but his face is a little red, and he opens his little mouth and asks Harry to feed him.

Harry didn't mind, and slowly poured the water from the glass against his mouth, and the gray hat boy drank the water desperately, as if he hadn't drunk water for a long time, but he was desperately choked by the water, and coughed violently, Harry patted him on the back apologetically to make him recover.

"You don't have to try to ask anything from me, we won't tell you, you just have to die of this heart." The gray-hatted boy said lightly, but his attitude was much better than just now.

"Well, I didn't come here to ask you this." Harry scratched his head with the cup and said, Harry was just out of kindness, sending him water, rubbing medicine or something.

"Alright, that's enough for your comfort, it's time to say something." Festeria came to the gray hat boy and crossed his chest and asked, her long fiery red hair dancing in the wind, and a queenly demeanor was reflected.

The gray-hatted boy still didn't speak, turned his face away, and looked like he didn't want to say it.

Festeria smiled faintly, stepped on the plank in front of the gray-hatted boy, revealing a large hole, and said again, "Say it or not, you choose for yourself." ”

The gray-hatted boy had sweat on his forehead, but he still didn't speak, and the gang of people next to him who were tied up like him were just as silent, but their foreheads were also showing a slight amount of sweat.

"Lord Festeria, can you please not add to our workload, it's very troublesome." Kalia looked at her with the nail and the hammer and said disapprovingly, and everyone around with the plank and hammer smiled awkwardly as they were also helping to repair the holes.

Festria glanced at them, coughed awkwardly, grabbed the gray hat boy's chest, led him to the railing, lifted it to the outside of the ship, looked at the gray hat boy and said, "Say it, if you don't say it, then I'll let it go." ”

The gray-capped boy looked at the vast expanse of land under the thin clouds beneath his feet, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but still did not say anything, closed his eyes in fear, and seemed to have accepted his fate.

"Wait! My lord, I hope you will stop, I say, I beg you to let this poor child go. Among the people who were tied together, the rugged man with a beard who had long since been removed from the black cloth covering his face said anxiously, for fear that Festeria would let go of his hand if she was not careful.

Festria achieved her goal, throwing the grey hat boy in and walking towards the rugged man.

"Uncle Bosson! What are you talking about, you can't say it, everyone will be in danger. The gray-hatted boy lay on the ground and shouted anxiously to the rugged uncle.

"Mengmeng, you are one of us, no one can do it without you, I won't let you die!" The rugged man stared at the gray-hatted boy lying on the ground and said categorically.

"However, everyone will be in danger, and you can't put everyone's lives on the line for me alone, Uncle Bosen!" The grey-hat boy yelled excitedly at Bosson.

Bosson was silent, bowing his head, ignoring the Grey Hat Boy's shouts of blame for himself.

"Tell me, the reason why you robbed us, originally for people like you, we were going to escort you to the local consul so that you could feel the taste of the dungeon, but I always felt that things were not so simple." Festeria came to Beauson and looked at him condescendingly, then her red eyes turned to the people who were tied up beside him, as well as the black ship and the gray-hatted boy in the sky, and said with a meaningful smile.

Festeria thinks this way because she trusts her instincts very much, which is also a kind of self-confidence, cultivated to the realm of Festeria, she is very sensitive to the perception of danger, but she has lived until now by relying on this "woman's intuition", of course, the psychology of play is also included in it, all the way is sleep and boring life, she hasn't really moved her hands for a long time, her body is going to rust, she was going to come to Hermai and Shaman to have a real fight, but she finally chased there and let her escape, This made Festralia a little cry-free, but fortunately, now that there was fun to be found, she naturally wouldn't let it go.

The Barbut ship is a newly developed means of transportation in the empire, and the release time has not been more than a month, which is equivalent to still in the experimental stage, the only people who could have taken this novel spaceship are rich nobles and rich people, ordinary people can not afford to pay for the high ride, but this kind of spending money is not a matter for the nobles, flying into the sky is not something that everyone can do, such a luxurious thing naturally has to be experienced, people are born to enjoy, the concept of the nobles is like this, So most of the ships were contracted by the nobility.

In this case, why are there robbers here, looking at their outfits and skills, ordinary people are undoubted, except that the gray hat boy is a magician, and those weapons that have broken the magic protective barrier of the ship, according to Festria's understanding, the magic protective barrier of this ship has been specially designed, but it is not something that ordinary shells and weapons can break, what is it that can break this barrier.

Festeria has never heard of the ship bandits, what is going on, although she also came to Helmai on a ship, but the road is calm and safe, this matter really makes people have a kind of interest in finding out, the corners of Festeria's mouth showed an evil smile.

"We are people from a village, we originally lived a plain but very happy life, but one day, our lord gave us a task, that is, to rob this kind of ship flying in the sky, and hand over the plundered money to him, at first we all refused, and the end of doing this kind of thing was to be beheaded, but the lord is not a good person, he took our relatives away, in order to threaten us, we are all forced to do so." Bosson gritted his teeth.

"I have a question, aren't your lords worried that you will be arrested one day?" Festeria asked.

"He is not afraid at all, as an earl of a territory, although he is down, but his own power should not be underestimated, and our relatives have been captured by him, he threatens us, if we say it, he will kill our relatives, on the contrary, if we work for him, he will not only take good care of our relatives, but also give us a little, reduce taxes."

"That's why you helped him commit the murder? You should know the Empire's rules, as long as one person commits a crime, his helpers will be executed, but it doesn't matter what reason you have, and why do you tell us the reason for the matter, aren't you afraid that we will sue you, and your relatives don't care? Festria said calmly.

"I know, so I choose to believe you, we also thought at first that you were nobles who came out to play, but after boarding the ship, I slowly found out that you should not be ordinary nobles, think about it carefully, there are trained wooden sword frames on the deck, and everyone has an aura that makes me afraid, plus your calm emotions, of course, all this is not the main thing, but this child's every move towards Meng Meng, let me believe that he is a well-educated person, how pure and immaculate this child's eyes are, There is no sense of deception, I have seen countless noble children, but most of them are pairs of selfish and self-interested, polluted eyes by the world, this child can only be taught by a person of good character, I think you should be trustworthy people, so I beg your lords to save us. Bosson glanced at Harry, who was picking up the grey hat boy not far behind Festeria, and then knelt down, his head against the plank, and said in a pleading voice.

Harry, who was picking up the grey hat boy from behind, scratched his head shyly, obviously he himself was not good at being praised by others.

"What did you do before, and why is it so clear?" Festeria asked Bosson, who was still holding a plank against his forehead, with an interested look.

"Lord Bao, I was originally a guard guarding the gate of the nobles, but I left because of some things and returned to my own village." Bosen didn't raise his head, and continued to press his forehead against the plank respectfully.

"I see, I'm still wondering why you know so well, it seems that things have become interesting, everyone said yes!" Festeria turned to the crowd who were mending the floor, and said excitedly.

"Yes." Ibert crouched on the ground and replied with a smacked nail on the plank.

"It's good if you're happy." Nabo turned his back to Festeria and carried a pile of planks to another broken place, and said lightly without looking at her.

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The perfunctory voices of everyone came one after another, which made Festeria very unhappy, and she raised her fist and shouted, "Can't you guys show some fighting spirit!" ”

"Mistress Festeria, since you are so idle, can you please come and help?" Kalia, who was squatting on the ground to mend it, raised her head and said lightly.

"Very good, we helped with this, you can rest assured, look up." Festeria quickly turned around and said enthusiastically patting the kowtowing Bosson on the shoulder.

Bosson looked up blankly, it was so easy to succeed, what is it.

The gray hat boy who was picked up by Harry also looked incredulous, these guys are too casual, the other party is a dignified earl, although he is down, but his strength is not to be small, are they really stupid or fake stupid, casually let this fierce woman decide.