Hofho's shrewdness and ability are vividly reflected, and it is clear that Ron did not ask for anything, but he insisted on relying on his life experience accumulated over the years and keen observation to notice what Ron and his soldiers needed and needed.

Once the cooperation was finalized, the personnel of both sides were busy, carrying armor, transferring the dead, treating the wounded, and cleaning up the battlefield.

Of course, Ron did not forget the purpose of their trip, and the soldiers collected the remains of several dead old men in the cave according to the clues provided by Hofho.

Although they had a conflict with Ron, Ron had to respect their determination to die rather than reveal the location of Ustok to the pirates, and if the pirates were allowed to touch the village while the warriors of the Northern Boar Legion had not yet trained, they would inevitably suffer even greater casualties than they had now.

When they came to the cave, they also carried out boxes of edible salt that had been dried and stored here, and these precious strategic resources must be properly preserved.

"Hofhoe, I don't care what deal you made with that person, but I think you know better than I do, with so much armor missing, my father will be angry with you and me, and if something goes wrong with the Shield Brotherhood......"

"We're all going to die!"

In the cave that had been emptied long ago, Moore waited for the cunning merchant to finally rest for a moment after running for Ron.

Hofhoe glanced at Moore, and then walked over to the burning campfire and roasted his hands, which had rubbed Moore's joints in spite of the cold, and had mercilessly slapped him in public.

Moore looked at Hofho with a blank look and a complicated expression.

"When you go to sea, it's all like this, it's normal to have less things on the boat, and you fall into the sea and float, do you understand? Drifting? ”

Moore tried to retort, but in the end he swallowed all the words back, like a broken child who smashed someone's window and was reprimanded by his father.

"Whether you understand it or not, your father will understand it anyway. Okay, where is it for whom? Sit down and bake the fire. Hofhoe beckoned to Moore, who did not refuse, nor did he say a word to others, and approached Hofho in silence before sitting down.

"It's still a bit like your father." Hofhoo chuckled twice, young man, it's normal to be vigorous, and he is a noble son who grew up in that kind of big family, and he can personally take risks to do things, which is already worthy of praise, although many of his previous behaviors have lowered Hofhoe's impression of him, but it is still above the average, which is not satisfactory.

"If you think that I hit you in front of everyone and insulted your face, then okay, you can take charge alone in the future, just kill me and be angry."

"Don't dare." Moore turned his head away, not looking at Hofho.

"Don't dare? You don't even dare to kill a bad old man, so where did you have the courage to dare to go against such a character just now?! ”

Scold.

There was a sneer from the cave, and the laughter was naturally from Moore's unconvinced laughter, and he finally turned his head to look at Hofho, "It's just the most ordinary soldier in Stedia." ”

Hearing Moore's words, Hofho let out a long sigh, "It seems that you haven't learned anything from me along the way, do you really think that I am so flattering to beg him to bypass his life?!" ”

Moore pursed his lips and wanted to say, "Isn't it?" But he had learned to be obedient, and knew that he might be immature in some ways, and if he could reveal these immaturity in order to be able to do so... Then you have to eat his favorite big ear.

"I really saw hope in him!" Hofho's tone was firm and unquestionable, "He deserves my investment, just like he did when he invested in your father." ”

Investment...

Like my father?

Moore froze in place again, unable to believe that the mediocre Stegia soldier, who was five or six years older than him, was actually on the same footing as his heroic father in Hofho's eyes.

"That's... What about me! Unconsciously, Moore actually confessed everything from the bottom of his heart, but as soon as he said it, he blushed in shame and turned his head away from Hofho.

"You?" Hofho stroked his half-cut beard and chuckled twice, then said solemnly, "You will be a great king in the future." ”

"But first, you have to learn how to be a good prince."

"Start by being a good prince?" Moore wanted to say that neither his father nor himself was still some distance away from that position, but if he thought that he couldn't be a prince now, wouldn't it make Hofhoo look down on him even more?

So he restrained his ups and downs, and said, "Please teach me!" ”

"Well, yes, that's a good start to being a good prince." Hofho nodded with satisfaction, "If you don't understand something, you can humbly ask for advice, and besides, respect the teacher." ”

Hearing Hofhoe's remarks, and seeing Hofhoo sitting in place motionless, Moore is not a stupid person, not saying that he is brilliant but at least his brain is there, how can he not see what Hofhoo is saying behind his back.

Previously, Hofhoo's courteous behavior towards him Moore was for the sake of his investment in his father, which was about to bring huge returns, and with his father's face, as long as no extreme circumstances happened, Hofhoo could make himself get along with him very well and comfortable.

Of course, if something fatal and urgent happens, such as being blocked by pirates before, or when he habitually provokes Ron with a few words, Hofhorn will be transformed into a cunning businessman who welcomes everywhere in all directions, and can show enough responsibility and courage.

In other words, if they knew Moore's true identity, even in that terrible environment, I am afraid that they would not have the courage to give Moore two slaps backhanded.

Hofho, really not a simple guy!

Ron had already realized this after a few verbal encounters with Hofho, but Moore had waited until now to figure out some feelings.

But fortunately, it's not too late.

Moore leaned over to Hofhort, threw the prepared wood on the ground into the campfire, and the warm temperature made Hofhoor feel much more comfortable, and he asked:

"Speaking of which, when will the person who will pick us up arrive?"

"Come on, I left a message there before I left the abandoned camp, and it will be the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Hofho squinted his eyes slightly, and slowly pondered, "The day after tomorrow...... That should be enough time. Silently muttering in his heart, he raised his face red from the bonfire to look at Moore, "Although your father is open and open-minded, we have given away important armor for our lives after all, and it is impossible for him to be completely unconcerned in his heart." ”

"What do you mean, teacher?"

"No, not what I meant, it had to be yours." Hofjo tapped Moore's head lightly, "You are the future prince, the future king, can't you have a wrong understanding?" ”

"What does the teacher mean......" Moore's heart sank, probably guessing something that Hofho wanted to say, "Let someone else carry this black cauldron?" ”

Hofho nodded, and then followed the temptation, "Then who in this world is the most suitable person to carry the black cauldron." ”

Moore opened his mouth wide and let out a long oh, and suddenly realized that the corpses of those pirates outside were not so hateful.

"And what about the man named Ron...... What about getting along? ”

"The best thing to do is to leave him alone." Hofhoo glanced at Moore, and said in his heart that this kid was finally slowly opening up, knowing that he had considered all aspects of the problem clearly, "If my vision is right, he will really become a character in the future, and with my friendship with him, he will definitely be your further help." ”

Although he didn't believe that a soldier in the countryside could help him, this was what Hofhoo said after all, and Moore was full of promises.

"But, at the end of the day, my friendship with him is also my friendship with him, and it has little to do with you, if you believe me, Moore, go out now, and make Ron a condition that he can't refuse before they leave, so that he will remember you."

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