Di walked for half a month before he returned, during which the alchemist was refining acid for himself, the teacher was borrowing wine to kill his sorrows, the other members were praying to Satan, and Tusel was practicing soul imprisonment against rabbits.

"How's this time going?" The tired Widdy turned over the granary, his face turned dark, and the wheat was all eaten by them.

"We only dare to go out to eat at night, for fear of being discovered." Teaser said.

"Oh, yes, I thought you were going to live that kind of hairy and blood-drinking life." Wadi snorted, and walked out of the room.

He wanted to say something, but was stopped by the alchemist, "That knight seems to be dissatisfied with us, and there may be no end to it here." ”

"Disgruntled with what?" "I'll ask." ”

"Huh!" The alchemist reached out to tugging at him, but the latter had already escaped.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Twisting Weidi outside the castle, he asked out loud.

"Borrow some food and eat." Weidi said.

"You seem to have an issue with us?" He asked directly, "Is it because we have eaten up the food?" ”

"Of course not, in fact, I didn't even pay enough." Widdy said, his expression a little tangled, "It's just, it's just that when I joined the movement and came back to face you, I felt a little uncomfortable, very awkward." ”

"Guilty?" Pusher asked, after all, the people he went to clean up this time were the same kind of people who were Pusher.

"It's not." Widdy shook his head, "Well, we've met a lot of haughty witches and wizards and the like, and they give people the feeling of being unattainable and unattainable, but when you tie the chain around his neck and watch them scramble to kiss the dirt on your boots for their lives, and when I come back and see you sitting there like your master, I can't help but kneel down with a roar, you know?" ”

"Is it a psychological gap?" Hearing this, she nodded, this is like finding that the goddess who can't lick it is licking at the old man of wealth, the worldview collapses, and then he cries again, how can this be!

"Pretty much." Weidi took a deep breath and said, "I'll find a butler, and he will take care of these things in the future, so we don't meet again when it's not necessary." ”

"Yes." Tusee nodded and agreed, people who don't like themselves don't need to be contacted.

He went back and was silent for a night, and the others didn't ask about the outcome of the conversation, as if they had met reality, and the next day Weidi really didn't show up, and he was assigned to the baron's patrol team, which was responsible for patrolling all parts of the Great Wasteland every day, looking for traces of heresy.

They came into contact with the man who would lend him food when he came back that day, and their family was poor and could not even wear trousers, but in the end they gave the handful of food to the knight to cook porridge.

They gamble on another future, even if this handful of barley is not harvested, can they be poorer than they are now?

Fortunately, the gods willing, they made the right bet.

The lame father was arranged to be the butler of Widdy, the wife came to act as the cook, the two adult bachelor sons to act as knights, the two half-grown sons to act as horse boys, and the only girl to act as a maid, anyway, the family was rounded.

In the words of the father, the couple and the youngest daughter can have something to eat, and the four sons are the existence of the revitalization of the family.

"I know that you criticize the master's attitude, but in fact, he just didn't find the right mentality for a while, believe me, when you see your value, your requirements can be met by the master." Daddy said to the heretics, "The master is an ambitious knight, and please don't underestimate his determination, and to be able to take you in is his instrument." ”

"So we're going to say thank you?" The werewolf shook his paws and looked at the butler with a fierce gaze.

"You guys haven't eaten well during this time, it's time for a small meal, I asked my wife, the knight's chef, to prepare corn porridge, I hope you like it." The butler didn't answer the werewolf's words at all, and said with a smile.

"Corn is the spoils of war looted by the church in the Harvest Temple, right?" The alchemist asked suddenly.

"Well, that's right, they're the only ones who have this delicious food." The butler was slightly stunned, but replied politely.

"Pour it out, you dare to eat the things of the Harvest Temple, do you think that if you can't identify it, there will be no poison?" The alchemist said.

"Amy! Quickly throw out the corn..."

"No, you have to eat." The teacher stopped the butler's shout, and looked at him with an old look, "Among the earl's vassals, whoever is not poisoned will have a problem, and whoever discovers the cause of poisoning will have a problem!" ”

"Will it be poisoned?" The butler asked worriedly.

"No, it was originally used to medicate insects." The teacher said.

"Oh, then I'm relieved." The butler patted his chest and said.

It was not until the evening that the family of three, who had fallen since noon, was rescued by the priests who arrived.

"Oh, the corn is delicious, weigh me another bowl." The butler said with his tongue curled.

"Aren't you awake yet? Don't you know that the seeds of the Harvest Temple are poisonous? The pastor scolded angrily.

"The Temple of Harvest? What is that? Isn't corn a grace of the church? The butler said confusedly.

"Don't talk nonsense, give me all the corn!" The priest shouted angrily, and then whipped the butler on him, sending him running back to the castle like a spinning top.

After a short while, the butler walked out with half a bag of corn, "It's all here." ”

"Hmm." The priest nodded, then motioned for the attendant to take him away.

"Wait!" The butler shouted, "The corn was given to you, so what shall we eat later?" ”

"What a nuisance!" The priest frowned, then threw a handful of marks at him.

It was only after confirming that the priest was gone that the butler returned to the castle with a sigh of relief, and said to the hidden people, "The corn has been collected, and there is not enough food in the castle, so if you have time, go to the field to hunt some prey." ”

"Hehe, the identity of the Dark Acolyte has been reduced to Orion, right?" The werewolf asked, "What does your master mean?" ”

"No, no." The butler hurriedly waved his hand.

"Then you, a poor man, dare to order us?" The werewolf asked, his eyes about to pop out.

"You guys, this is not an order, but the situation we are encountering at this stage, if you dark nobles are used to eating, wheat bran is enough." The butler said with a smile.

After the butler left, there was a sigh in the tunnel, and the teacher took this opportunity to teach the teacher, "When the mystery is no longer mysterious, we are not even as good as ordinary civilians, so no matter what the moment, we must remain mysterious." ”

"Mystery is a necessity, but it also has to create value." The werewolf stood up and walked between the teacher and the masturbator, gritting his teeth, "I'm full of anger right now." ”