Chapter XXXIII
readx; When Peter and Eva arrived, they saw Christina waiting for them at the door. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 Info She didn't complain about Peter's late arrival this time, Fan Fan welcomed them in with a smile on her face.
Peter looked at Christina strangely, he always felt that she was a little different from what he had remembered, but he didn't know what the difference was.
He put aside his doubts, which didn't matter anyway, and he followed Christina quietly until he met Father Kerver, and then he opened his mouth to talk to him about unnutritious topics. The others all sat there with a smile on their faces, and only they knew whether they listened or not, anyway, Peter knew in his heart that Emma, who was sitting there with a serious face, must not have listened to what they said.
The bald priest Kerver and Peter chatted casually about the Taji gathering point, and Peter nodded his head in approval from time to time. He took the message he heard to heart.
As the atmosphere became more harmonious, Father Cwer quietly asked tentatively, "Why don't you go to the Misty Jungle next time, we have very few herbs in stock, although you picked a lot last time, but it is not enough for such a large gathering point." When Kerver had finished, he stared into Peter's eyes and observed his expression.
Peter listened to Father Cvir's request, his face remained unchanged, and Cwer couldn't analyze anything from his expression, so he couldn't help frowning, took a sip of his teacup, and hid his disappointment.
Peter weighed it in his heart and smiled at Father Kvir and said, "We would be happy to contribute to the Taji Gathering Point." Then, tomorrow we'll head to the Misty Jungle again to see if there are any herbs that have been picked. ”
Father Kerver raised his eyebrows at this answer, and he agreed to Peter's request with a small voice.
The rest of the time was basically a few words of pretending to care about them, and they and Father Kerver dealt with them hypocritically, and both sides slowly felt a little bored and bored in their hearts. Peter looked at the time and felt that it was almost time, so he thanked Father Kervir and took his leave, to which Kerville readily agreed.
In fact, the two sides talked nonsense when they met, but it was not okay not to say this nonsense.
After the group left the church, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and they only felt that their bodies and minds were relaxed all of a sudden. Emma broke free from Wren's embrace and ran happily on the ground, turning back to Eva and Peter as she ran, waving their little hands for them to follow. Seeing Emma so happy and lively, Peter and Eva looked at each other and smiled.
For the next few days, Peter and the others set out for the Misty Jungle every morning, and returned from there in the afternoon, and when they returned to the hotel, it was almost five or six o'clock in the evening.
They were lucky that they hadn't encountered any more attacks by giant bears in the misty jungle in the past few days, and they had a good harvest every day. On this day, they were tidying up their harvest in Eva's room as usual. Eva casually took a herb out of her backpack and threw it to Wren, who was in charge of the statistics.
"The last one, how many are it?" Eva asked as she folded her empty backpack aside and turned to Wren.
Wren carefully caught the herbs flying in the air, then wrote a number in the notebook, and said to Eva without raising his head: "Today is not as much as yesterday, we only picked twelve." After finishing speaking, he frowned and looked depressed.
Peter sighed when he heard Wren's answer, and he thought for a moment before he said to the remaining two, "Then should we continue to go to the Misty Jungle, the outer part of the jungle has basically been all over the jungle in the past few days." We'll have to go deeper to get more herbs, but that's too dangerous. What do you think?" he said, looking at Wren first.
Wren thought for a moment, then asked uncertainly, "Well, if we don't go, who knows what tasks Father Kerville will give us? With that, he spread his hands.
Peter looked at Eva, but Eva didn't agree with Wren's point. She said to Peter seriously, "I think we should go to Father Kervir for a new mission, the misty jungle can't go anymore, who knows if we will come back alive next time." ”
Peter nodded his approval of this view, and Wren shrugged his shoulders indifferently before looking at the herbs in his hand and asked, "So how many of the eighty-six herbs we have picked up in the past few days for Kerville?"
Peter thought for a moment before answering his question. "I want to give them fifty herbs, and we'll keep the rest for ourselves. ”
After hearing this, Wren nodded, picked out thirty-six herbs from the pile and put them in the backpack beside him, and the remaining herbs were carefully wrapped and placed in Peter's backpack.
Peter waited until Wren was done before he spoke: "Then we have been in Taji for almost a month now, and we must be careful and vigilant for the remaining two months. Of course, as long as we don't have anything in the hands of Father Kerver, then he can't blatantly make things difficult for us. So as long as we are careful, we can still keep ourselves safe. With that, Peter clenched his fists twice as if to show his affirmation.
Wren and Eva neither objected nor agreed with his suggestion, but ignored him in their own way.
Peter was speechless at the reaction of the two men, and he could only lean back in his chair and watch Emma play with him. It was a moment before he heard Eva's voice echo in his ears.
"Alright, Peterren, you can leave, I'm going to sleep with Emma. With that, she got up and walked to the door, opened the door, and waited for the two of them.
Peter pouted and walked to his room after leaving the goodnight with Wren, and as soon as he entered the room, he threw himself into the bed and groaned comfortably. After a few moments, he sat up, frowning, thinking about how to deal with Father Kerver's threat in the future, and he let out a sigh as he thought about it.
"Well, I finally understand why Grandpa said that you can't do anything without strength. Compared to Father Kerver and Archbishop Brown, Eva and I are too weak. I don't know when we will grow up to be people who will not be manipulated and embarrassed at will. After he finished speaking, he lay down on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling above his head. xh:.74.240.212