"How does it feel to be reincarnated?"

"It's not good, it's like playing a game, like a life simulator.

I have a different mind than children of my age, and I have seen the ugly faces of many adults, even children."

"Normal, this world, after all, is driven by interests, those who are well fed will create etiquette, those who are powerful will create rules, and those who are rich will find ways to use the poor to make money for them.

Going around and around, everything revolves around the word profit."

"It's too esoteric for me to understand."

In the tent, Aaron was beside me and smiling at the moon outside.

I tilted my face to the side and sighed.

"How old are you?" He asked.

"34, that's enough to be your father." I said casually.

"Oh,."

I was kicked hard by him and my ass hurt.

"Talk to me, I'm your savior."

I looked at him and said, "I'm telling the truth."

He kicked me out, "You keep vigil tonight, I want to get a good night's sleep."

I patted the mud off my body angrily, looked at the cool night, and shivered by the cold wind.

"Give me a quilt, Brother Galen!"

"Won't you use magic to bake the fire yourself, the quilt is just like this, it's still Lao Tzu, why give it to you, and besides, Lao Tzu's name is Aaron, not Galen inside." Aaron's impatient voice.

"Stinky brother!"

I grunted and gave him a middle finger.

Outside is a meadow with lush dense forests nearby.

I crouched outside the tent and thought about what was happening these days.

This guy said he was going to take me to a place called the Alps and go to his boss, Vilsa Roye.

He doesn't describe his boss much, but he is a very powerful person who is collecting rings and special bloodlines.

I don't have a particularly good impression of the name, it feels like a demon's name.

If it weren't for Aaron's kind of countryman who saved my life, I wouldn't have gone all the way north with him.

I pulled out my wand and lit a fire, and a question flashed through my brain.

Why should I go with him to an unknown place, in case there is danger?

And I don't know him well, he's still an Englishman.

Maybe he saved me, but he had ulterior motives, and I didn't have to risk it with him.

I still have things to do.

Hikari and Yani are waiting for me in the royal city, where not only these two beauties, but also the glory and wealth of the city.

I want to be a nobleman and enjoy a good life.

I don't have my grandfather, the only relative at the moment, so I can only live for myself and live as wonderful as possible.

After all, everyone dies, and creating your own wonderful life is the most important thing.

With this in mind, I glanced at the quiet tent and tiptoed away from the camp and into the woods.

The Lord of the Rings, I heard Aaron say that there are many people snatching it, and it must be very dangerous.

The woman who killed me cut off my arm because of the ring in my hand.

Although it has recovered now, I am still very scared when I think about it.

If I had known this, then I would definitely not have been on the side of such a dangerous thing, and I would have been an ordinary farmer.

"Oops, it hurts!"

"Where are you going?"

I was kicked in the ass, and I fell into the bushes, screaming in pain.

Standing up, I twisted the leaves off my body, and when I looked up, Aaron in his nightgown stared at me with an unkind gaze.

I was nervous, and took a few steps back and said, "I want to find some firewood to burn back, it's not good to spend magic all the time."

"Oh, really?" Aaron's eyes were cold, "Didn't I remember that during the day, a pile of dry wood had been cut outside the tent, and I saw it when I came out."

"Ugh...... I forgot about this, so I'll stop by here to go to the bathroom." I prevaricated.

"Big or small?" Aaron's voice.

"Small!"

With that, I walked under a nearby tree and began to shush.

He followed, glancing down at me.

"What do you see, I've never seen a big bird, I can't pee when you look at me like this." I pouted.

He stood next to me, unbuckling his belt, "Just as I want to shhhhhh

I looked at him, glanced down, quickly lifted my pants, and ran back to the camp.

"You want to escape, don't you?"

He hadn't taken two steps when Aaron's voice came from behind.

I looked back, "No."

"No, I said you have, and you have." Lifting his pants, he came straight to me.

"What are you blushing for?" He asked.

"I'm hot."

"Why is that yellow again?"

"Cold Resistant ...... That's what my skin looks like, okay?" I frowned.

Aaron smiled, "I've seen your Chinese version of Outwitting Tiger Mountain, the 1964 Peking Opera version, and it's not bad.

The protagonist in it, Yang Zirong, is brave and strategic, fearless in the face of danger, chivalrous and courageous, I want to be like him."

"What's my business?" I'm a little impatient, the wind here is blowing me cold.

Aaron said, "So, you want to run away, right?"

"You're so strange, what happened to me running away from this movie?"

I shook my head, confused.

"Because you don't have the temperament of the protagonist who controls the scene and is not afraid of danger, people like you, when they lie, especially when they meet a ruthless person like me, they can't talk about any pretense at all.

If you meet my boss, a figure who is like a mountain carving, you won't get any good fruit to eat."

Aaron seemed to be reminding, and it was like exhortation.

"So you want to run away, right?" He asked again.

I got impatient and shouted, "What if you want to escape?"

He couldn't help but laugh, "Hehe, if you just continued to lie, then I will believe it, but it's a pity...... You're exposed.

I'm usually like this, I ask three times about important things, and some people are recruited quickly, and this kind of person is the last thing I can tell him the secret."

I felt a little bad and said, "I just want to get some of my own business done."

"What's that?" Aaron asked.

"Private matters, I'll go to the Alps after I'm done." My voice.

"No."

"Why?"

"No, it's no, because I'm the one who said it."

"Ahh

Aaron threw a punch at me that caught me off guard.

I collapsed and quickly fell unconscious.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself tied up with a stinky sock in my mouth.

It was daytime, and I don't know where he got it...... Mule?

Anyway I was put in the back, and I turned my head to see him walking down the road on a mule.

"Uh-huh!"

I reminded him in my voice.

He glanced back, ripped the sock off my mouth, and put it on his foot in front of me.

I was furious, "Falk Squid!"

He gestured to me with a middle finger and then took the sock off his other foot and tried to stuff it for me.

I quickly changed my words, "Dad, I was wrong!"