There are large stretches of beach off the east coast, which are perennially soaked in sea water and muddy, and vehicles cannot walk, so they can only be transported by manpower and livestock.

There are many wealthy locals living in the subcapital, and few people can look at this profession. It has attracted a lot of outsiders to pan for gold, and their logic is very simple, as long as they exert their strength, they don't need to use their brains, and the salary is high enough.

Yare felt that the job was a good fit for him.

"At such an old age, you came out to fight against the bag, what about the adults in your family?"

Tucker is the head of the South Coast, and because of the volume of goods, he is recruiting workers aggressively. Someone sends it to the door, and generally those who come do not refuse, and the more the merrier. But the half-grown boy with earnest eyes on the other side, he had a headache.

"I'm from outside, and I'm here alone. ”

"No, you small body, I'm afraid that two bags of grain will be flattened. ”

Jarley didn't speak, but picked up the stone with one hand, which was two inches in diameter, and flicked it in the palm of his hand.

"A little bit of strength......" Tucker was moved, and in order to avoid heavy penalties, the details must be dealt with:

"Well, you follow me. When I met an outsider, I said that you were my nephew from the field, and that you were a sol fifty times. Questions?"

Yalei nodded.

"That's it, you'll mess with me from now on, just call me Boss Tucker. ”

"Okay, Boss Tucker. ”

From then on, one of the land snakes on the south coast, Tucker's men, had one more nephew who had come from out of town to join him.

Yalei lived a life of fighting against big bags every day, working during the day and sleeping in a wooden hut by the sea at night. He has zero skills in saving money and managing money, and as soon as his daily salary arrives, it will become expensive food such as bacon and milk.

The other workers were both envious and jealous of the luxurious life of Yalei, and although the wages were the same, they were reluctant to bathe once a day, and the rest of the money was exchanged for food.

Yalei has never been stingy when he has things, and many people have been stained with light, and they are probably quite happy to get along.

In addition to eating, working, and sleeping, Yalei's only entertainment is to sit on the dock in the evening to blow the sea breeze, wait for the tide to rise, and gaze in the direction of the obelisk from time to time, secretly calculating the time.

Yalei originally thought that he was the only person who was so boring, until he got acquainted with a one-armed old man, and seeing that the other party had no fight, he called him "Old Farr".

Old Farr was also a taciturn man, who had served the empire for twenty years, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he had been through a hundred battles, and later was honorably discharged due to his injuries, although he had a large amount of pension, but he was not willing to wait for death in his old age. During his military career, he was professionally trained, and he could do simple statistics, so he got a job as a storekeeper at the docks. Although it is an old bone, its skills are still terrifying, and Tucker, the head snake, also respects three points.

Whenever night fell, old Farr would come to the beach, meet a few times, and get to know each other, and later they became friends who watched the sea together.

"I have three regrets in my life, one is that I didn't take good care of my wife, and the other is that I was slack off for a while when I was young and never got promoted. The third is that I haven't entered that tower. ”

Picking up the rum, Old Farr took a vicious sip and said with a little drunkenness.

"That tower, the obelisk?"

Yareyi gourd painted a scoop, also picked up the milk jug, and poured it hard.

"Boy, do you think I can't see it? Every day when you stare in that direction, I can feel the hope and longing in your eyes from a few meters away. ”

"So what. ”

Yare was not upset, and poured another sip of milk.

Old Farr swallowed a sip of water, drank all the wine in the bottle, and showed an unprecedentedly stern expression:

"Do you think that even if you slack off like this every day, you will be able to enter that tower next year? ”

Yalei was silent, and after a long time, the corner of his eye looked into the distance:

"Of course not, but what can be done......"

"I can help you!" said Old Farr, tossing the bottle into the sea, his eyes blazing ahead:

"During my time in the military, I was appreciated by a certain adult, and I once learned a low-level knightly skill, although I can't enter the house, but it can help you grow your bones. ”

"And then, why did you help me? just because I invited you to drink once?"

Yalei stood up calmly and threw the milk jug in his hand with all his might, just in time to shatter the bottle that had not yet submerged into the sea.

Old Farr let out a long sigh, his expression was a little depressed, and he said proudly:

"Of course not, although the value of low-level knight skills is limited, they are not everywhere. If it weren't for a few days, or a year-long flower god sacrifice, you would be begging on your knees, and I might not be willing to teach you. ”

"What's that?"

"Back then, Emperor Agaric divided the five goblin lords and assumed the throne of the god monarch. Eastern Thrace, and the rest of Asia Minor, was divided into the realm of Figres, the Queen of Flowers. His Majesty's palace is in the gap between the earth and the sky. The festival is held every 30 years to celebrate the birth of Her Majesty and to thank her for her protection of the land. ”

"And then?"

"His Majesty is moody, and it is said that he also has a penchant for making flowers into fertilizer for mortals who have been lost in the void and entered the palace by mistake. Now the flower god sacrifice is about to begin, and my son is chosen to serve as one of the servants......"

"So you want me to die for your son!?"

"How can it be said that it is sent to death!? The old man's character is so despicable in your eyes?"

Old Farr's forehead was bruised, his saliva was splashing, and then he glanced at Yalei with some weakness:

"Those who made flower fertilizer were mortals who had broken into the palace by mistake. Those who serve the queen seriously will never suffer the same treatment, but Her Royal Highness is too powerful, and the palace is filled with the radiation of her power. If you don't support your body at all, you will be weak, and even if you come back in time, you will be seriously ill. Only if you are strong enough can you bathe in that power and achieve transformation. ”

"Isn't that a good thing?" Areley thought for a moment, feeling a little strange.

"Alas, although my son is also considered to be powerful, he can't compare to you after all. I can also see that he has limited talent and that this road will not go far. My wife and I have one child in this life, how can we be willing to let him suffer, in case of an accident, how can we live as a family?......"

Old Farr's originally straight waist suddenly fell down, at this moment, he was just a father who was simply thinking about his son.

"If there's such a good thing, why don't I go?"

Yalei thought about it for a while, felt that there was no flaw, took a moment to inquire about the flower god sacrifice, and if it didn't match what Old Farr said, he would pick up his arms and leave.

"That's it, old man, I'm going to pass on my life's experience to you!"

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