A few days later, with a child, Berlier knocked on the hatch of his long-legged ex-boss.

"He's coming to me for an internship?" Francis glanced at the slacker in the staff and felt that the other party did not look like he was joking with him, "He! With this height, such thin arms and legs, a gust of sea breeze can blow him into the sea! What does Your Majesty think? - And voila! He's still carrying a school bag! Does she think I look like I can tutor him in math? First of all, I'm not responsible for teaching math here! ”

Hearing the other party's unkind speech, if it had been Louis in the past, he would probably have thrown the door away, regardless of whether he was standing opposite the commander-in-chief of the navy or someone else, but now that he knew that the world did not revolve around his own will, he raised his head and explained to the other party: "It's not a math textbook—"

Francis snorted, "Oh, what's that?" ”

Louis took the bag off his back and opened it to show him a large handful of wicker.

"Huh?" Francis's curiosity was piqued and he waited for further clarification from Louis.

"Yesterday Miss Graire took me to ......," Louis explained to him, and after the sacrifice of his friends, the Queen sent him to walk through the streets with the red-haired former nun to see how ordinary children lived, not in the "community service" where the students used to be busy for an hour or two, but really to reach out to the masses, and for several days in a row he followed Miss Graire through the streets of Aronael, talking to all kinds of people from all walks of life, and persuading them to send their children to school instead of fields and workshops, workshops, shops...... It's not a job that can be done with your eyes closed, such as handing out something, helping grandma carry two buckets of water, or anything like that. It's about giving full play to your subjective initiative and fighting wits and courage with each other!

Now this bag wicker. It was he who followed Miss Grirrell to persuade a basketmaker to send his only son to school.

"Send my son to school?" The one-eyed basketmaker said unhappily. "Who's going to do my job? I owe the bakery two 'silver yards'! ”

So Louis volunteered to take over the job that was supposed to be the basketmaker's son, but he was not as incompetent in manual work as he was in the textbooks, and basket weaving was not a difficult job to learn, so the basketmaker reluctantly accepted this condition (it may be that his ears could no longer stand Mademoiselle Grell's voice), and Louis stayed in the basketmaker's workshop all day, and the basketmaker did not know his identity, so he listened to the ear "Prices have risen again" "Although the hospital has a free clinic to see the eyes, But the queue is so long. There are also those who are not short of money at all, who are greedy and cut in line, and the real poor like me can't stand it" "The baskets sold in the countryside are cheap, and my goods can't compete with them, and I can't do it anymore, but what can I do if I don't do this?" ”

In the end, Louis was a novice, and he made two fewer baskets than the basketmaker's son, who did not bother with him. But he felt as if he had added another burden to this poor family, so when he reported to the navy today, he came with this bag of wicker on his back, and prepared two empty baskets to replenish the basketmaker.

"Whew!" Francis laughed and waved his hand. "Then you can do it first, didn't Belyl tell you that I don't have any such thing as 'being empty' here!"

"Thank you!" Louis thanked him. Just sit down to the side and concentrate on weaving the basket. "Uncle Ballier says you can make people 'reborn.'"

Belier heard this. Two innocent little eyes stared straight at the ceiling, bent on finding some great secret from the wood grain on the ceiling.

"Reborn? Ha! You're here for this? Okay - when you're done weaving the basket, go - do all the deck work he owes these days - I mean, wipe all the decks. As for you, Balyl, come with me. ”

With a bitter face, Baryl followed his long-legged former boss into the next cabin.

"Did you recommend to Her Majesty the Queen that I have this job as a childcaremaker?"

His beautiful blue eyes stared at Belier's eyes, which were really beautiful enough to fascinate the Siren or any mountain fairy, really, clear, and translucent, not even the sapphire in Old Jacob's shop, which was known as a rarity, let alone how glorious the dancing flame was - Belyl was stared at by such beautiful eyes, and only felt that beads of sweat were sliding down the tip of his nose, and his legs trembled involuntarily—if it was possible, He was willing to rush out at once, wipe the decks of all the navy's warships as bright as Her Majesty's mirrors, and then stay on the highest mast for the rest of his life...... Unfortunately, this seems impossible.

"Well, let me ask you, did you recommend me to Her Majesty the Queen for this childcare job?"

"Uh, yes, no, it's not."

"Is it or isn't?"

Beryl now misses his short-legged boss very much, although his character is actually not better than the one in front of him, and his appearance is completely incomparable with the one in front of him, but he does not have the force of the bare hand strangulation in front of him, and he does not have the long legs of one step when he takes two steps to escape!

He had no doubt that if the answer didn't match the other's wishes, he would end up with the bear who gave Francis the coat.

"Can't speak?"

Beryl shook his head weakly, he knew very well what Francis had done before—his man was very experienced in torture.

This time, however, Francis did not do it directly, but patiently asked again: "What did you think at the time?" ”

"I, I didn't think much of it - in fact, it wasn't my turn to meet Her Majesty at that time, she summoned my superior, the Chief of the General Staff, and I was out waiting."

Said to be waiting, in fact, it was waiting in the audience waiting room, unfortunately it was always crowded with enthusiastic gossip people, and Beryl was soon swept into a gossip center, several female attendants and Glarel knew each other, and Belier and they blew for a while how he went up the mountain and down the sea cow, and turned his head to find that the shadow of the Great Demon King had fallen on his head.

"You just said that the Navy made you reborn?" Luo Yi asked, she seemed to want to hear some gossip, so Belier was not alert, "Yes, he doesn't talk about it at all, he keeps asking me to wipe the deck and climb the mast, and I will be ......."

"Sounds like—" Luo Yi's eyes flashed, "It's very suitable for educating my son." ”

"But he doesn't know how to teach children." ”

"I don't need to!" The Great Demon King has suddenly shifted into an irresistible command mode, "I don't need him to teach my son to do arithmetic - arithmetic, he will have time to learn it in the future, I want him to teach my son to be a man!" ”

Thereupon......

However, Beryl thought, with his virtue, can he really teach him to be a man? He doesn't teach people to be bears, that's fine!

"I see-I'll let you go for the time being, but since you still work in the General Staff, don't you know where the trouble comes from?"

How did I know that talking about the experience of being tortured by my boss with a few female attendants would cause such a big disaster? In front of the other party, Beryl didn't dare to complain, and after saying a few polite words, he immediately fled back to the staff at the speed of light, looking at the short-legged boss and feeling kind and cute.

That night, Louis, who had finished weaving the baskets and wiping the deck, was so tired that he had only had some soup for dinner, and he wrapped the bread in a cloth and set it aside, ready to eat it the next morning. In the past, he would have complained about the food and tried to sneak out to buy a small stove, but now he had experienced starvation, and there was no one around him who would listen to him complain about the food and stop him from running around to buy food from unknown sources.

He folded his hands and placed them on his chest, reciting in his heart the prayer he had learned from Miss Graire, a prayer for the return of souls from a foreign land, and at the end he added: "Although I have not been able to join the army you want to go to, the navy is not bad, and besides, my superior is a true knight, and I think, with him, I will not be useless, and I will be an exemplary soldier, as you expect, now, good night, Airo." (To be continued......)

PS: The new book is also called "Endangered Immortal Cultivation Sect Investigation Report" This is a story about the endangered Immortal Cultivation Sect - Well, it was not actually endangered, but with the protagonist - lifelong engaged in the study of capturing people with abilities, oh no, it is the protagonist who has been engaged in the research of people from all walks of life who are responsible for organizing and leading people from all walks of life - so it is endangered - do you have any comments that you want to revise?

Another: In ancient China, women had the right to inherit, and in the early Han Dynasty, there was even a record of inheriting the highest title of the 20th rank of princes, and if there was no inheritance right, the Song Dynasty would not specifically stipulate that women could not inherit more than 4,000 family property. The low-level women in the south also bind their feet, otherwise it would not be a special case for Hakka women in the south not to bind their feet.