Chapter Seventy-Five: Vomiting

The handguards are made of brass-like metal, and it can be seen that they have been played with for many years, and they already have a thick pulp and are very shiny.

The scabbard was not very ornate, just an ordinary black leather scabbard with a temple symbol tattooed with golden silk threads, the lotus flower.

"I am here today mainly to thank the Snape family for their contribution to the Temple, especially Phil's intelligence and courage.

This dagger was a prize for me when I was studying at seminary.

Today, I would like to give it to Phil as a souvenir. Leonardo said in a sincere tone.

"It's too precious. Matthew excused.

"It's okay, it's not worth much. I believe that the Snape family is not short of such little things, but I am just careful to play with Fill.

This dagger has been with me for a long time, and it is more or less contaminated with a trace of divine will, and I believe it will also be good for Phil. ”

Speaking of which, neither Matthew nor Catherine shirked again, after all, the other party was a noble paladin.

After Phil thanked him, he took it and looked at it secretly for a long time, but he didn't find out what the so-called divine will was.

Subsequently, Leonardo politely took his leave, and Matthew was sent all the way outside.

"What just happened?" asked Catherine quickly.

"It's okay, he's overly handsome, Blair has passed out, it's really useless. Phil sighed, looking angry.

"Hahahaha" Catherine didn't doubt it anymore and laughed.

Phil said with a shy face: "I want to eat hot pot tonight, let's eat mushroom feast, especially the red one, the kind with a big umbrella lid, with frozen tofu and fish roe, and some more shrimp." ”

The two of them hugged each other and discussed the dinner recipe affectionately, which made the Grand Knight Matthew who followed behind feel a little uncomfortable, at least his son and he had never been so affectionate.

Two days later, Phil changed his clothes and lay down on his bed, as was customary.

He turned his head sideways and watched the snowflakes fall slowly outside the window, each the size of Phil's palm.

There was no wind today, so from Phil's point of view, it looked like an oil painting, and it was the first snow of the year in Gokan City, a little later than usual.

Phil lay there and waited, as he had done countless times in eight years.

But when the snowflakes covered the garden outside the window, and everything in his vision turned pure white, his eyes were still wide open, and there was no trace of wanting to sleep.

Catherine had been back and forth for an unknown number of times, but Phil advised her to go back and rest early.

In this way, for three days, Phil was still in good spirits, so that the family kept thanking Gaia, the mother goddess of the earth, for her blessings.

Phil also used these three days to finish reading two books that he had read halfway before.

Just when he thought he would last at least a few more days, a late slumber suddenly came.

Phil had only time to throw the book on the table before he collapsed on the large couch in the study.

Heavy snow fell on and off for nearly 15 days outside the window, and except for the main road, which has been cleared, the rest of the place has been completely buried by the heavy snow.

It was clear that this year's warm winter had turned into a snow disaster, and Earl Brad was in the barracks, and Matthew was notified by the troops before the snow was so thick that he set out on his return journey early.

Catherine put her head on her son's forehead, and after a few moments, she finally made sure of his son's thoughts, his body was itchy, and he wanted to take a bath.

In fact, during her son's sleep, she has been using this method to understand his son's feelings.

After all, you can't expect a fool who can't even speak, but can only express his inner feelings through simple expressions to tell you when he's hungry or why he's not feeling well.

Ready for a clean set of underwear, Catherine and Blair soaked Phil's chubby little body into the large bath.

In addition to the main castle, there are many functional buildings in the Earl's Palace, including a thermal bath.

Phil loved the bathroom, and when he first saw it, he yelled in surprise and ended up soaking in it for a whole day, and the skin was wrinkled.

Catherine herself loved it, soaking in the huge bath that could accommodate 50 people, the white mist was shrouded, and everything in sight seemed dreamy and quiet, except for the sound of gurgling water and the gurgling hot springs.

Phil likes to swim and play in the pool, especially swimming to the lion's head carved out of black and shiny stone, and the water that spews out of the lion's mouth washes his fat white body.

Catherine herself prefers to lie on a stone bed in the shape of a large fish that exudes heat after cleaning, and enjoy the feeling of being steamed while reading a book.

I heard from my son that steaming it regularly will have the effect of delaying aging, preventing joint diseases and beauty.

After Catherine tried it, it was nothing else, the skin was really smooth and delicate, at least she and Matthew liked it.

Unfortunately, although the town of Lok Ma is rich in water resources, there are no hot springs.

Otherwise, Catherine would have liked to build a place like this and let her best friends enjoy it too.

After Blair finished serving Phil, he rubbed his sore arm and breathed a sigh of relief, this little fat man was really getting heavier and heavier.

However, she also likes this hot spring bath, but unfortunately in a few years, she will get married, and the next time she enjoys it, I don't know if there will be a chance.

Tying his hair so that it would not get wet, Blair took a glass of ice wine and a plate of snacks from a wooden plate by the pool and handed them to Catherine.

Mama Bertha happened to be absent today, and they were counting on her.

Catherine took the ice wine, looked at the small bubbles attached to the crystal glass, and took a sip gently.

This blue ice wine from the warm regions of the northern part of the empire has a low alcohol content and a mild taste, which is perfect for this time.

There are only three small pieces of snack on the plate, and the orange dough is pulled into a thin and crunchy line, and wrapped around the soft and glutinous egg core, which is dotted with a little cream, which is her favorite snack.

Only today, as soon as Catherine put the snack to her mouth, the sweet taste of egg heart came to her nose, and before she could take a bite, a strong twitch came from her stomach.

"Vomit", Catherine almost vomited in the pool, and the wine glass and snacks in her hand were also thrown into the water, so she had to get up quickly and lie her upper body on the outside of the pool.

Blair was frightened by Catherine's actions, but hurriedly stepped forward and patted Catherine on the back.

It was easy to get through this disgusting feeling, Catherine wiped the corners of her mouth, but fortunately she didn't really spit it out, that would be too unscrupulous.

"Leave me alone, pick up the cups and snacks, and don't let Phil get to his feet. Catherine calmed the stuffiness in her chest as she instructed Blair.

After the initial discomfort and panic, she felt a little better.

It wasn't the wrong thing to eat, because it was still morning, and it was the first time she had eaten today.

There was already a vague guess in her mind, because she had experienced this feeling before.

It's just that for a while, she had some gains and losses, because it wasn't planned at all.

When Phil felt alive again, he found that Catherine was not in front of him, and he didn't care.

But Blair wasn't in the room either, so it was really a little strange.

In order to prevent him from inadvertently hurting himself, even if Blair walks away because of something, he will arrange for someone else to replace him temporarily.

It's just that his knee hurts so much, and it looks a little bruised.

"Blair. ”

Phil poked his head out in the hallway and called out, but nothing answered.

It wasn't until he came to his mother, Catherine's room, that he realized where the people in the house had gone.

"Young Master Philip, are you awake?" a servant on the outskirts of the circle saw Phil.

Nonsense, fuss, knowingly asked.

Phil was a little irritated and walked into the house, looking at the posture, he was a little worried about Catherine.

Catherine was surrounded by at least 10 people inside and outside her room, including Grandma Jane, Butler Barton, and Grandma Bertha, where he also found his missing little maid.

"Mom, are you alright?" said Phil, who took three steps and two steps, brushed aside the servant and walked into the house.

He was a little frightened in his heart, afraid that the scene behind the crowd was what he was afraid to see.

"Phil, are you awake?" suddenly sounded a surprise call, sounding like a full of breath.

Only then did Phil realize that Catherine was not wearing pajamas, but her usual clothes at home, half-lying on the bed.

There was no sickness on the face, but a little ruddy.

A middle-aged female medical priest sat beside Catherine, removing a leaf from Catherine's lower abdomen and storing it in a box.

On the other side, Mama Bertha and Butler Barton also had joyful expressions on their faces.