"Coming back?"

Looking at Alicia and Char as they entered the door, Isabel jumped off the couch.

Char's complexion didn't change, just her eyebrows and eyes were stretched, and she looked very relaxed, but Alicia was different, her complexion was radiant, her complexion was ruddy, and she seemed to be a lot more beautiful.

"Is the hot spring so good?" Isabel said curiously, "You seem to be a lot prettier." ”

Alicia pursed her lips, but there were no words.

Char, on the other hand, said, "The previous owner of the hot spring lived a long life, and he lived for more than eighty years. ”

"So long?" Isabel was amazed that if it had been a few years earlier, the old man who had lived so long would have been recognized as a witch.

She nodded, "I'll go bubble when I have time." ”

Char smiled, "Go to bed, it's not early." ”

With that, Char walked up the stairs on the side.

"Ah, Alicia!" Isabel called out to Alicia from behind.

Alicia came back to her senses and looked at Isabel with some confusion.

"Do you want to sleep with him?" She teased.

Only then did Alicia come to her senses and find that she had followed Char up the stairs.

Her already crimson face turned even redder, and she hurried back to her room with her head down and closed the door

A few days later.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door, and Arthur trotted down the stairs, looking at Cassifer.

"Sasili's Gate." Cassifer crackled, "Not a bad guy. ”

Alicia took Isabel out of the gate of the imperial capital early in the morning, and Char was not there, so he was the only one in the castle.

Arthur walked to the door, cautiously opened it, revealing a crack in the door, and poked his head out.

There were several men in decent suits standing at the doorway, and behind them horses pulled a cart with several large fans of beef.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Char here?" The man at the head said with a smile.

"He's not here, what's the matter?" Arthur asked.

"These two cows were commissioned by Mr. Hart to be sent." The man gestured to the cart behind him.

Arthur nodded, "Just leave the door, he should be back soon." ”

"Thank you."

The man took off his hat and nodded to Arthur, then waved at the man behind him.

The men then turned to leave.

"Eh, your carriage!" Arthur shouted.

"This is also for Mr. Char." The man said without looking back.

Seeing the group disappear from sight, Arthur tilted his head in confusion, but slowly stepped forward to look at the horse they had left behind.

The horse is beautiful, with a wide chest, smooth limbs, obvious muscles, and shiny hair, almost at the level of someone who does not understand horses, who can tell at a glance that it is a good horse.

Arthur reached out and touched the horse, which was quiet and not afraid of life at all.

"Wait a minute, I'll take you to a big pasture." Arthur said to it, "You can run as much as you want, and you'll have two friends." ”

As he spoke, he looked at the beef on one side, his eyes lit up, and almost at a glance he recognized that it was Sasili's beef, and the snowflake pattern was very beautiful.

He stepped forward, grabbed a cow's hoof, and picked him up and carried him directly on his shoulder.

If those men in suits saw this scene, they would probably be stunned.

The cow is divided in half from the loin, and the cow looks like a fan after the separation, so the separated half is also called a cow, and the half fan is divided into half on this basis.

A cow weighs about a ton, and a fan is five hundred kilograms, which is half a ton.

But Arthur, a ten-year-old child, lifted his weight lightly, and carried the beef into it as easily as if he didn't feel it at all.

He carried the beef down the stairs, opened the ice cellar at the bottom of the stairs, and threw the beef in.

"Boss, we've got something delivered."

In the former mayor's mansion, the man who had returned from Char's house was reporting to Hart.

Hart nodded, "I see, let's go down and get busy with you." ”

"Yes."

This is the office of the mayor's house, oval-shaped, with a short-haired carpet on the floor, a small sofa and an expensive desk, and even the curtains are worth a lot of money.

But now, it's Hart's office.

Hart turned his head and saw that there was another person in the office, and Char was sitting on the sofa.

He looked around and said, "The new environment is good." ”

"It's just a temporary office." Hart laughed.

He didn't seem surprised by Char's arrival, but sat down opposite Char, picked up the teapot on the coffee table, and poured Char a cup of tea.

"These things are all greedy from Bangira, and the entire mayor's mansion is more luxurious than the palace."

This is of course an exaggeration, after all, Hart has never been to the palace.

"I sent someone to bring you two cows." "It doesn't look like you're running into them. ”

Char picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip.

"I didn't come from that house, I went out to do some errands, and I happened to come to see you halfway."

He looked up, looked at Hart, and said curiously.

"What are you going to do next, become mayor?"

Hart shook his head, "I'm not in politics, next, the town will choose a capable and respected old man to be the interim mayor."

Mafia will still exist, and we will all need this force to protect the town, at least until the war is over.

We plan to design the organizational structure of Mafia in more detail, and formulate some rules, this is a violent organization, and if there are no corresponding rules, it is easy to get out of control. ”

"But it costs a lot of money to maintain such an organization." Char said.

Hart nodded.

"The people in the town are very supportive, and every self-employed person who opens a store pays a monthly protection fee for the operation of the organization, and we keep their store safe from hooligans and protect the town.

After so many years of foreign trade, the towns have a much larger population than they had been in the past when they were self-sufficient, and if the ports were closed, many people would starve to death in the towns.

So we're going to start trading by sea, but Mafia will do the shipping, and we'll take a percentage of the profits to fund the organization's operations.

In order to ensure the safety of navigation, we need to expand the power of the organization outward, and it is best to have a certain voice in a few important ports.

For the time being, these are our plans for the future. ”

"I just heard that guy call you boss." Char said.

Hart nodded, "For the time being, this is the title of the leader of the organization, and the leader is voted on by the members of the organization, and they chose me. ”

"After all, you raised and created this organization, and you commanded them to win this war." Char laughed.

Hart was silent for a moment, and said solemnly to Char.

"Thank you."

Char raised her eyebrows and said funny, "Thank me for what?" I didn't get involved. ”

"I know what kind of person I used to be." Hart said seriously.

"Nothing but grilled sausages, in fact.

You won't have the courage to resist anything, let alone think about how to face an army.

But since you gave me that blessing, I feel like my whole being has changed, my mind has become clearer, my intuition has sharpened, and I have thought things faster.

You changed my destiny. ”

"I didn't do anything." Char slowly got up from the sofa and said, "Your own destiny will ultimately depend on you."

This organization was created by you to protect this town.

I hope that in the future, you can still maintain your original intention."

After speaking, under Hart's slightly widened eyes, he turned into countless points of light and disappeared in place.

Although Hart knew that Char's was not simple, it was the first time he saw Char's miracle.

He recalled the words Char had just left behind and fell into deep thought.

For some reason, he always felt that there seemed to be some hint in Char's words.

(End of chapter)