Busy and idle is the truest feeling of Wren these days. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Sitting in the garden basking in the sun, holding a cup of green tea, tasting the sweetness after bitterness, it penetrates people's hearts and makes people have endless aftertaste.

It may be that the people of this world like sweet things too much, and the fresh drink of green tea is not loved by the people around Rennes, and the bitter tea soup that makes the tongue numb is really hard to swallow. People like Funkos don't try a second sip after taking a sip, let alone anyone else.

The tea leaves of green tea are a plant that can satisfy Wren after frying dozens of young shoots, this plant has no ornamental value, and grows in the wild, probably because of this reason, creating a particularly bitter, but sweet and fragrant taste.

Celeste and Afro whispered to each other, and from a distance, Afro looked like an elder of Celeste, calmly listening to Celeste's never-ending chatter. Aphro was also in class, and Wren did not restrict her freedom, and when she found out about Celeste's schoolwork, she became the second student in the city lord's mansion, and appeared in front of the scholar with Celeste on time every day.

As the two girls spoke, Celeste looked back at Wren with a smile, and Afro glanced at him, and Celeste laughed happily. Wren looked at the two of them inexplicably, turned his face sideways quietly, and touched his cheek to see if there was anything dirty.

"What are they laughing at?", Wren asked, looking at Funkos standing beside him.

Vonkos was also inexplicable, you, the all-knowing city lord, don't know, how can a little person like me know?" He shook his head blankly and hesitated, "Do you want me to ask Miss Celeste?"

Wren looked at him like a retarded intellectual, pouting and retracting his gaze. The sun was getting warmer and warmer in late March, and the temperature was rising rapidly, and after taking off the heavy coat, the whole person seemed to come to life. During this time, the weather was good, and the cotton seeds had been planted outside the city with the help of Egger's people, and Wren had also spent a lot of money to hire an alchemist with a title to help design a set of tools for drawing threads.

For this reason, Wren took out his pocket of three thousand gold coins. So there is still a shortage of money.

Thinking about something, he didn't notice that Celeste had come running, and when he saw it, the little girl was already standing beside him. The little girl and Wren got closer and closer, she didn't care about getting in front of the teacup that Wren was holding, poked her head and took a small sip, and suddenly her facial features were crowded together, and she stuck out her tongue bitterly, "Brother Wren, do you like to drink such a bitter thing?"

Wren shrugged his shoulders and took a sip, the hot tea soup released all the bitterness in his mouth, and the tip of his bitter tongue was numb. But the moment the tea soup is swallowed, a sweet and fragrant taste crawls down the throat and back into the mouth, and the mouth opens to spit out a breath of hot air, all with a rich tea fragrance.

Good tea!

For a newspaper reader, a good cup of tea means a satisfying day.

"When you grow up and have a little more experience, you will discover the benefits of this green tea. He looked at Celeste, but the focus was not on her, not even in this world, "If you have not tasted the bitterness of life, you will never know that this bitterness is nothing compared to the bitterness of life." The ups and downs of life are the most wonderful condiments. No matter how good the chef's skills are, he can only make a dish delicious and beautiful, but the taste of life can make people wonderful for a lifetime. ”

Celeste squeezed his eyebrows, he couldn't understand what Wren meant by these words, the only feeling was that it was very profound, although he didn't understand it, but it was really powerful.

"Can we go out and have fun?", Celeste asked.

"Where?", this was Wren's first reaction, "When are you going?"

Celeste said slowly, "Go around the city, Avro hasn't been around the city yet, she's been living in the woods, it's so pitiful." ”

"Go ahead, stay safe, and let Jasmine join you. When he went to the imperial capital, Wren did not see the Grand Duke of Joan of Arc, he heard that the new emperor did not like the first female Grand Duke of the Empire, according to the gossip from some well-informed people, Pars thought that Joan of Arc had stolen her limelight, she was the first woman in the empire, and Jeanne d'Arc or something.

No matter what the situation, whatever the occasion, as long as Pars shows this thought, Joan of Arc will stay honest in his fiefdom. The old woman was very smart, she would not go against the empress during this high-spirited time after the new emperor ascended the throne and was crowned, so she entrusted an acquaintance to send the Yuehua sword technique that Wren wanted. Now that Celeste has begun to formally cultivate, Jasmine said that her talent is not bad, and she is also very suitable for this kind of sword skill, and she has made rapid progress.

If purely in terms of combat effectiveness, the current Celeste is about the level of a second-level swordsman, which is already remarkable at her age.

With Wren's permission, the little girl jumped up happily, pounced on Wren and kissed him, almost knocking over the teacup in Wren's hand, and Wren was shocked into a cold sweat. Looking at Celeste, who ran away, Wren laughed, this girl is really getting more and more lively, and it also makes him feel more happy. Everyone needs to have a way to decompress, and Celeste's smile is the best spice for Rennes.

The garden was silent, the teacups were placed on the table, and Funkos was left alone. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep for a moment, then suddenly opened, and the golden wreath of thorns in his left eye swirled around the black pupil. This is an ability that he has fully awakened, and there is no name, and Wren himself took one, called the Eye of Truth. This eye has a certain degree of interpretation through the way he understands, and also has the ability to disintegrate matter, disintegrating any non-living form that comes close to him. He suspects that this ability can be further developed and explored, or rather evolved.

He picked up the teacup and threw it on the ground, staring at it tightly, the heat flow in his left eye began to rotate, his eyes were slightly uncomfortable, and the teacups on the ground instantly shattered into round particles the size of mung beans. He looked a little dissatisfied, and the wreath of thorns in his eyes faded.

This ability is very powerful to a certain extent, but he still feels that it is not enough. Human nature is greedy, if you get one, you want to get two, and you look at three.

Rubbing his eyes, he took a book from the coffee table and read lazily in the sun.

This is a book about the Basra people, who are still obsessed with the Basra and want to pull this special ethnic group into his chariot.

Time passed little by little, I don't know how long I read, Wren stretched, he closed the book and put it aside, closed his eyes and enjoyed the leisure afternoon.

Suddenly, a rush of footsteps disturbed his purity, and he looked at the sound with a frown, and Alma trotted over, his mouth slightly open and spitting out the heat in his chest.

"My lord, a batch of franchised goods has been robbed. ”

Alma didn't usher in the fury that Wren imagined, but instead looked at himself calmly, making Alma's heart beat uncontrollably.

"Do you know who did it?", Wren rubbed his newfound ring on his middle finger, seemingly nonchalant.

Alma nodded vigorously, "It's been found out, it's a mercenary group called the Silver Fox, there are other forces standing behind them, and so far it has only been found that there may be nobles supporting them." ”

Someone would dare to do something to their own property, which Wren had foreseen from the beginning. If you monopolize some goods, you will inevitably have enemies with some forces, and he is not surprised at all. The heroic eyebrows rose slightly, and he raised his chin, revealing a sneer, "Find out as soon as possible, and do you know where the Silver Fox Mercenary Group is generally hiding?"

Alma had done her homework before she came, and she blurted out, "Their lair is in Veneer, and the entire mercenary group has more than 700 people, making it one of the most powerful mercenary groups in Bell Province. The boss is called Silver Fox Sean, a sixth-level titled swordsman, and there are some good hands under him, and it is rumored that many robberies are related to them. But their strength is too strong, and many of them do not want to provoke them, so they should spend money to buy peace. ”

The tail is too big to fall off, no, it should be said that it is a tiger for trouble. In fact, many nobles prefer to use mercenaries more than their own army, and mobilizing the army means that a lot of money will be consumed, and it may also cause some unnecessary trouble. Second, with the same money, you don't have to worry about casualties when you find those mercenaries, if something really goes wrong, you won't be involved. While they were convenient for themselves, they sat back and watched the mercenary groups continue to expand and expand, and when they found that they could not fully control these mercenary groups, they became a big problem for themselves.

Now Wren has two solutions, the first is to directly push and crush this silver fox mercenary group with strength to deter other forces. Second, to dismantle this mercenary group by assassinating the leader, so that others dare not reach out to themselves in fear. Both approaches have their own advantages and disadvantages. The first method will make you look strong, but it will make the others wary and wary of him. The second method is not above board and slightly lacking in deterrence, making Wren look unconfident.

After thinking for a moment, Wren took out a special silver coin from his bosom, which was clearly different from the silver coins in circulation in Orlando, and he threw the silver coin to Alma, "Go to the Mirin Wanderer's House, give it to the shopkeeper, and ask him to send someone to contact me." ”