Before six o'clock in the morning, the morning sun was already rising in the east to illuminate the town of Mill, a town under the control of the Liberty Gate. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 The bell tower and church in the town will be planted with the banner of the Gate of Freedom, which represents the belonging of this town. There is a guard belonging to the Liberty Gate in the town, and this twenty-man guard is responsible for maintaining order in the mill town.

Regardless of the outside world, at least in the town of Mill, the guards and residents of the Liberty Gate are safe. The town paid a regular monthly tax to the Guard, which was within acceptable limits and even three points lower than it had been when it had been under federal jurisdiction. Relatively low taxes are a means for the Liberty Gate to smoothly take over the surface towns, and it has been tried and tested. As long as the federal forces in the area are cleared, the people on the surface don't really care who governs them. Because whoever takes over has to pay taxes. The Liberty Gate lowered taxes and minimized the hostility of the inhabitants towards them. This practice was denounced as shameless by Babylonian commentators, but who cares about these comments?

At least not the people on the surface, they only care about how the day is going today.

The same goes for Jesse, who works for a butcher in town. Cattle and sheep are slaughtered every day, fresh meat is sorted and sold. Jesse spends every day in a busy life, so much so that he is now in his early thirties, and he is still not married. Jesse was tired of this life for a time and wanted to run away from it all. Lately, though, he hasn't had that in mind. Because recently, he met a girl.

It's not appropriate to say that they know, after all, this girl is just one of the customers of the butcher shop. When Jesse first saw her, he felt like he was already in love with her. Even though the girl only comes to the butcher shop once a day, buys fresh steaks and leaves, the whole process does not take more than 5 minutes. But that few minutes became Jesse's happiest time of the day. A girl's eyes, two or three words, can make him remember for a long time.

So everyone who knows Jesse in the past few days has found the transformation in this man. People used to call him "Jesse with a sad face", but two days ago, some people called him "Jesse with a smile on his eyebrows".

By the time the morning light rose, Jesse was already busy. He was handling freshly thawed cutlets with a sharp parcher, and he needed to separate the bones from the flesh, a job he had done perfectly. Even if you can look at the street outside the store like you do now, you don't need to stop the movement of your hand at all. In his anticipation, when people began to walk around the street, the figure he had been expecting finally appeared at the corner of the street opposite the butcher's shop.

The girl was here again, and Jesse had even prepared what the girl wanted, because the steaks she picked were almost the same size every time, every day. Jesse packed the food for her in advance, so the time saved could be used to talk to the girl more. For him, even listening to her a few more words would be good.

The girl walked into the store, still wearing a heavy cloak, and wrapped herself tightly, revealing only half of her face. She has a peculiar reddish complexion, even though Jesse's boss warns him that this complexion is not normal. If the girl hadn't been sick, she might not have been human. But Jesse doesn't pay attention to this, which is true of the old saying that love can make even the wisest of people stupid.

"Good morning." Jesse wiped his bloodstained hands and tried to squeeze out a smile.

The girl said in a slightly hoarse voice in her cloak, "I need some steaks, Mr. Jesse." ”

Jesse's face seemed to glow, and he was even a little excited. The girl is the only person in the town who will call him sir, and he sees it as a sign that the girl has a crush on him. He quickly took out the food that had been packed, put it on the counter and said, "It's still the same, but I promise, the meat is fresh today." ”

"Thank you." The girl paid the money, picked up the food and turned to leave.

Jesse plucked up his courage and said, "I'll send you back, these things are not light." ”

"What's going on, it'll disturb your work."

Jesse ran over: "Don't say that, you are our customer, it is right to serve you, and there is nothing to delay." ”

The girl smiled and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm leaving soon, and I won't be able to patronize your business anymore." ”

"What?" Jesse lost his voice and said, "You're leaving?" Why, haven't you just moved to town? Why are you leaving so soon. ”

"Well, of course I have my own reasons, but it's not convenient to explain them to you. So today, it should be the last visit, please take care, Mr. Jesse. The girl picked up the food, walked across the street, and disappeared around the bend.

Jesse was disappointed, he walked to the store with his head down, and then picked up the big knife to chop the meat, and Jesse only felt that the knife was so heavy. Suddenly, Jesse turned around, and Henry the butcher smoked a cigarette and said, "It's good to let you have half a day off in the morning." ”

"What did you say, boss?"

"Stupid, don't any girls like you." Henry took the knife from Jesse's hand, pushed him and said, "People are leaving, since you like her, hurry up and tell her." Maybe there's a chance. ”

"Really...... Are you sure? Jesse hesitated, "But what's the use, she's leaving." ”

"I'm annoyed." The butcher kicked him: "Get out of here and tell the girl that you want her to stay." Got it, stupid. If you go, you may still have a chance, but if you don't go, you will never have a chance. ”

Jesse's eyes lit up as he listened, and he nodded, "I see, boss." ”

"What an unenlightened guy, I said you, at least change your clothes first." Seeing that Jesse had already run into the street, Henry yelled, but Jesse had no intention of stopping, and finally the butcher could only shake his head and laugh and scold: "What a shy guy." ”

The sun poured down overhead, and Jesse walked briskly. The mill town is not big, and for Jesse, who was born in this town, he can go anywhere he wants with his eyes closed. He had delivered food to the girl once before, so he knew that the girl lived in the area of Old Gilly Street. It was the most remote part of town, and the low bungalows were the character of Lao Cai. The houses were rented at a low price, and usually the poor people in town would rent on this street.

Jesse couldn't imagine how a good girl like her could live here, and when he walked through the old street, he couldn't bear the stares of idlers in the houses, in the windows, and under the eaves, let alone a girl. Suddenly, Jesse felt an inexplicable anger, and he even thought that if the girl was willing to stay for himself, he would rent a house on Andrey Street, which had the best environment.

In his thoughts, Jesse stopped in front of a small two-story building. Here in Lao Cai, a two-story building is already considered luxurious. He walked up the steps, stood in front of the door, raised his hand and tried to knock, but hesitated. Suddenly the door opened on its own, and the girl stood in it, and the two looked at each other. Jesse's face flushed with embarrassment, but the girl said generously, "Mr. Jesse, is there something wrong?" ”

When the girl returned home, she took off her cloak, and Jesse noticed that she was unusually tall. The long black hair that hung down to the hips was like black satin, and the delicate facial features were as beautiful as sculptures. Although she was standing in front of her, Jesse suddenly felt that the girl was so far away from him, far away that he couldn't reach it.

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

At this time, a man's voice sounded upstairs: "Lola, what's wrong?" ”

"Nothing."

Jesse then learned that the girl's name was Lola, and the voice of the young man upstairs made his heart tremble slightly, and he asked hopefully, "That's your brother?" ”

"No, it's my husband." The girl blinked, her eyes shining with happiness.

Jesse staggered down the steps as if he had been struck by a sledgehammer, and accidentally wrenched himself and fell to the ground. He hurriedly got up again, and the girl walked out of the door and asked, "Mr. Jesse, are you alright?" ”

"Nothing, excuse me, I want to tell you a nice trip......" Jesse smiled reluctantly, and then left a little embarrassed. He looked upstairs and saw a young man standing at the window on the second floor. He has short striking silver hair and no expression on his face, but his facial features are impeccable. Jesse smiled wryly, completely dead to the girl.

Alan closed half of the curtain and walked back down the hall. In the hall, Adele curled herself up in a patched couch, flipped through a yellowed book of poetry, lazy as a winter cat. At this time, Lola pushed the door in and said with a light smile: "That's the clerk of the butcher shop, who came to say goodbye to me." ”

"I didn't say I'm leaving tomorrow. That's just Mirren's wishful thinking. ”

Adele stroked her forehead and put down the poetry book and said, "Alan, it's been a week." It's been a week since we left the Iron Prison, and I feel like we have to leave with or without news, if you don't want to cause more trouble for Bethcord. ”

Alan said resolutely: "I won't go anywhere without news from my grandfather!" ”

"Mr. Horn is going to be fine, a Fendi, plus that inexplicable fellow, I'm sure they can't do anything with Mr. Horn! You should think about yourself and the people around you! Adele said in a rare serious tone.

Alan looked at her, sighed after a moment, and said, "I'm sorry, I know that continuing to stay will cause trouble for you and General Mirren." But I don't worry about grandpa, if it's a Fendi, I'm not worried at all, but there's that person, he's the murderer of Targario. ”

"But don't forget, the reason why he succeeded at that time was that Targario and the Sword Lord fought first, and he took advantage of the sneak attack to succeed in one blow. But this time the situation was different, and Mr. Horn would never let him have a chance. Adele insisted.

"I hope so, too, but you said it. Adele, it's been a week, and Grandpa should contact me anyway. But so far, we haven't even heard a word. ”

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