When Merlin brought back Old Bill and the five craftsmen, as well as the two villagers of Ashfurnace Village, the entire Ashfurnace Village was boiling.

The fountain began to flow again, and Merlin heard the system's prompt: gain prestige 400, prestige reach 500. Get the quest to build Ashfurnace Town.

There are happy things, which are naturally celebrated, and before it is completely dark, high piles of timber have been piled up on the grass. Although the material of the ash furnace village is poor, there are still a lot of home-brewed fruit wines, and the fruit wine in black clay pots is stacked together, and the washed grapes are laid out.

Augustine joined the craftsmen of Hippo. At this time, the bravery of the Goths was manifested.

Everyone sat around and there was an open space in the middle. Two strong warriors were gone. Northland people are aggressive in their blood. Not only are they aggressive, but they also like to watch others fight.

Many of the famous gladiators of the holy city of Rome were Northlanders, especially the Goths.

Merlin didn't like these sour fruit wines at all, but it seemed that on this plane, except for fruit wines, the rest was ale wine with hops, but apparently there were none of them in Ashfurnace Village.

Banquets are always a battlefield for men, no matter what the era, especially for the puberty roosters. They always like to do things at times like this, and the purpose is self-evident.

After three duels, it was time for everyone to move freely, and those little roosters couldn't wait to rush off the field, and in a short time they took over the best place.

A white-crossed human head flew into the field in the light of the fire. Merlin suddenly had a little pain in the egg, kicking his bare feet on the hard heads, did their steps hurt, anyway, everyone who watched felt pain.

However, the teenager running in the field kicked the head very happily. Of course, kicking people in the head is not their purpose, attracting the attention of the opposite sex is what these little roosters are most passionate about.

When the whizzing heads rushed into the crowd, they naturally caused a scream, and no matter where Sura stood, the heads that were kicked off always found her spot.

Merlin has come to a conclusion through such a long period of observation, whether it is a teenager more than 2,000 years later, or a red-haired goth now, when they see a beautiful woman, they can't help but secrete excess male hormones. That's the first point.

The second point is that Sula is a curse, whether from the perspective of more than 2,000 years later, or from the aesthetic of those red-haired teenagers.

The third point is that the consequence of the excess secretion of male hormones is that these proud little roosters will definitely fight in the end. It's the same on a college campus two thousand years later.

Merlin has the impression that every weekend on the football field there will inevitably be a group fight, almost untouchable, the difference is to see blood or not to see blood.

"Your Highness, they are beating people!"

Drogba's younger brother, in the confusion, was hit by an elbow by someone else, and his nose was bursting, and his face was covered with blood. Drogba grabbed Rommel by the hair and dragged him to Merlin.

A war full of male hormones cannot be described as right or wrong, and Merlin is well aware of this. And Merlin wasn't prepared to be the referee.

"It's boring for you guys to do this," Merlin sighed, "might as well play it differently." Merlin separated the two entangled.

A large rectangular clearing was quickly cleared of the green meadow, and Merlin used a javelin to make two door frames more than three meters wide at both ends. Then bring the bunch of teenagers together.

Merlin's rules are very simple, with only two rules. It is not allowed to touch the head of a person except with his feet, and he who kicks the head into the frame of the door gets one point.

Only simple rules work, but Merlin underestimates the enthusiasm of the teenagers.

"Anyone who violates the rules will not be allowed to play. The number of people in each team was five, and it was only after replacing three people that the energetic teenagers figured out the rules that Merlin had made.

"Good, good head!" Rommel made a beautiful one-two, flew away from Drogba, who couldn't turn around, and kicked the white skull into the opponent's doorframe.

In less than half an hour, Rommel figured out that Merlin's charm in setting the rules was the emphasis on teamwork. In the melee of five people, although the strength of one person is important, the more important thing is the cooperation of the team. After playing a nice little fit. A small climax unsurprisingly appeared.

"Good, good, good. Kate's slap turned red. Merlin couldn't help but miss the hot cheerleaders at halftime during the NBA game, and wondered if there was a maid squad in Ashfurnace Village, so that they could also dance at halftime.

Practice has proved that the appeal of modern football to men is huge, and after the change of the rules for the teenagers of Ashfurnace Village to kick people's heads, the game has become extremely spectacle.

The strong Drogba was a tough opponent on the field, and the nimble Rommel was like a cunning fox, ready to sneak attack.

Lance and the Ranger pointed at the field, and the priests seemed curious about the new way to play. The teenagers kicked until they were exhausted. When they stopped, the men around seemed to be interested in the white skull.

Merlin didn't encounter a single kobold in the dungeon, and when the Cyclops was defeated by the Cloud Strike, Lance led the team to continue their exploration. After passing through the dirt cave, he met Old Bill.

When a person who is not good at lying lies lies not only for himself, but also for those who listen to him. A man with a broken hand and gray hair must have many stories, and Merlin does not want to pursue them if others are not willing to tell them.

Life is the best ending, and this is the biggest difference between Merlin and other Goths.

The stone spring opened again and began to flow outward. The feast finally ended in the middle of the moon. Merlin came out around the corner to see old Bill, who shuddered and retreated back into the shadows.

If a person doesn't want to speak, it's useless for others to persecute him.

Merlin sighed, and the Ashfurnace Village had become different.

Everything is changing, the beans in Ashoven Village are getting sweeter, the grapes are getting bigger, and the apples are getting crisper. The construction site is becoming more and more lively.

Of course, people have changed.

For the first time, Merlin did not copy the Book of Doomsday, and he felt that he could not write well when he was restless. Augustine agrees with this.