……

"Hello, Torishu.

I'm Lumière.

I'm sorry you can't help me keep the Oak Chamber in bloom......

……

After only three lines, Matthew felt his scalp tingle.

Lumière's handwriting is not very pretty, but it can be seen that he must be writing very seriously, and every word is written clearly.

But the abundance of typos and flawed grammar make Matthew, a master at picking out the key points from the spam, a bit confused.

Matthew struggled for a long time, and with the help of the two spells of "fluent language" and "text order recognition", he gradually translated the encrypted letter into a smooth and readable text.

……

"Hello Matthew.

I'm Lumière.

I'm sorry I can't continue to help the Oak Chamber of Commerce.

After leaving, I tried to lead more of my people to Kordo City, but this move was strongly rejected by the people of Kordo City.

We were kicked out.

Because of the past aggressiveness of the headhunter tribe, the Aborigines of the Gold Coast have not been very friendly to us.

Mr. Yu has tried his best to mediate between them, but it seems that there is little success.

Eventually, we had to retreat into the rainforest.

Thankfully, the Oaks weren't affected, and that's the only thing I'm happy about.

The city of Cordo can't accommodate us, so we have to find another way.

This made me realize that it was not feasible to take everyone out of the rainforest at once, and that I had to find a replicable path for them myself.

There is no way out to the south, barren deserts and mountains to the west, and the sea to the east.

I had to go north alone.

Since leaving the rainforest, I've been to several cities.

But those cities are more or less rejecting the Jangos, such as Zeshui City.

When I passed by Zeshui City, I also got a plague, and I had a stomach trouble for two days, and I stripped all the leaves on the side of the road.

Fortunately, I was in good shape and carried it.

I've been planning to go a little further since then.

I wanted to go to a place where people didn't know about the Jango people, slowly integrate into their society, learn their knowledge and way of life.

Meanwhile.

I also have to work hard to make money.

When I left the rainforest, about six or seven girls told me they were pregnant.

This is, of course, great news.

How could the future king of the rainforest not have a bunch of heirs?

They will inherit my throne!

Even though I don't have a throne yet, I'm working on building one for them!

The cost of child support is not an unsolvable problem, and it doesn't cost much to raise a child in a tribe.

What's more, in the tradition of the Black Banyan tribe, the children born to the woman are raised by the uncles.

But I don't like this tradition.

I prefer to be like you northerners, where the fathers of the children take care of the costs and responsibilities of upbringing.

I spent a lot of money on the old people of the tribe.

And gave the rest of the money to my women.

That's pretty much the money you've given me.

So I walked north along the coastline looking for a suitable job.

This is not an easy task.

I didn't have the skills to make a living in society, so I had to sell my coolies.

Many places of employment see me as a foreigner, and they will deliberately lower the price.

I worked as a porter at the docks of Deep Blue Harbor for three days.

As a result, when I finally settled the bill, the other party only paid me half of my salary.

I was so angry that I wanted to throw that fat-headed, big-eared guy out into the sea to feed the fish.

But when I think of my people, my women, my unborn children.

I chose to swallow my breath.

I remembered the guy's face.

The future king of the rainforest is not easy to bully!

I swore I would soak him in a water prison for three days and three nights!

There will be a day.

……

After leaving Deep Blue Harbor, I walked along the inland trail for a while, and I happened to hear about the recruitment of workers in a tavern, they were paid very well, I went to try it out, and found that it was really good!

I'm writing to you right now on this level of work called the "Blackstone Mine."

It's hard work here, but it's a lot of money.

I work 15 hours a day, with a maximum of 19 hours.

You can earn 4 gold on weekdays, and 6 gold on the most.

The welfare in the mine is excellent, and there is food and shelter.

I calculated that if I worked here for a year, I would be able to save almost 2,000 gold!

Five years is 10,000 gold!

Oh, my God!

It's such a great place to make money.

I can't wait to share this news with my people.

Unfortunately, where they live there is no correspondence, and I have nowhere to share my joy, and then I think of you, my friend Matthew!

I think it's time to write you a letter.

To apologize, but also to share the joy.

Unfortunately, I didn't have a good grasp of the lingua franca, and the first half of the letter was written under the guidance of the Overseer's wife.

By the way, I forgot to tell you.

The overseer in the mine was very nice to me and never whipped me, but I often saw him whip other people.

I guess it's because other people are always lazy at work.

The Overseer's wife was also very kind to me, not only taught me to read and write the lingua franca, but also always invited me to her house on the days when I was out of the mine.

I didn't dare go.

At present, the maintenance of those six or seven children is already a bit difficult for me.

I had to refrain from it.

In comparison, my relationship with my colleagues is not very harmonious.

They said I broke the rules.

Hehe, it's ridiculous, it's obvious that they are lazy and unwilling to work.

The overseer said something plain and clear—

Why don't they understand the truth of more work and more reward?

Do not say.

I'm going to sleep.

Strive to get up early tomorrow, do a few more hours of work, and those lazy people to death!

(Finally, I'm sorry again for not being able to do the Oak Chamber of Commerce when I promised to help.) ）

(This letter has been written back and forth for two weeks, if there is any reversal of the word order, please point out and send it back to me, thank you)"

……

After reading it.

Matthew was silent for a minute.

There are too many slots in this letter, but if you think about it in detail, it is so reasonable.

This made him have mixed feelings.

It is not surprising that the Jango people were ostracized by the people of the city of Cordo, and not everyone could accept the savage habits of the people of the rainforest.

If Matthew had been there when this happened, there might have been room for manoeuvre.

But now the dust has settled.

Matthew was a little sorry.

As for Lumière's mention in the letter that "Yu Kao has tried his best to mediate", Matthew does not believe it at all.

Maybe this is the ghost of the black-bellied Sioux people!

However, it is impossible for Matthew to turn his face with Yu Yao because of this kind of thing.

At the end of the day, he was just a friend of Lumière.

Lumière is the future king of the rainforest, and the fate of the Jango is in their own hands.

At most, all Matthew can offer is a little advice and help within his ability.

What really made him hold back on this letter.

It was Lumière who went all the way north to work, and lamented the high wages and benefits of the mine all the way.

"The dock of Deep Blue Harbor is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the porters you encounter when you take two steps at random may be fourth- and fifth-order bosses."

Matthew shook his head secretly.

The East Coast is indeed a prosperous place where the Orc Sword Master Wharf moves bricks, and the King of the Rainforest goes down to mine in the back.

Matthew's first instinct was to write a letter and ask Lumière to come to Rolling Rock and arrange a job for him in the league.

But soon, he stopped the thought.

Matthew played with the quill in his hand, and there was a thoughtful look in his eyes:

Lumière is not Eli.

Although he doesn't know much about human society, he is actually very intelligent and has great insight.

He had explicitly given him the address of Rolling Stone.

Lumière had traveled so far north that if he really wanted to ask for help, it shouldn't be difficult for him to walk a few more steps to Rolling Stone.

He's not a good-looking person either.

I'm afraid there is only one reason why I didn't come to find myself -

He wanted to continue to be a friend, with Matthew on an equal footing.

Matthew recalled that when he arranged for Lumière to take the position of the Oak Chamber of Commerce, the other party also excused himself in every possible way, did not want salary, and just said that he would come over to help.

This is clearly not vanity.

Lumière has his own obsession.

It is precisely because of this dedication that he is reluctant to go to Matthew even if he silently goes down to mine and works for others.

The money you earn, no matter how hard you work, at least when facing your friends, you won't feel three points shorter.

This is the heart of the future king of the rainforest.

Figured out the joints in it.

Matthew picked up his pen and began to write back.

He shared his life in Rolling Rock with Lumière in a few strokes, tactfully reminded him of the safety hazards of going down the mine, and then talked about some suggestions for the future development of the Jango people.

In his letters, he tried to avoid using advanced vocabulary and only spoke to Lumière in a very colloquial way.

Only at the very end of the letter.

Matthew very tactfully hinted that Lumière himself had some resources and connections in the league.

I can always arrange work for him if he needs to.

This is to avoid misunderstanding the other party's thoughts -

What if Lumière really didn't think of running to herself?

Finished writing a reply.

Matthew took a break and opened the second letter.

Unexpectedly.

This time, Loren's letter was very brief.

……

"'Chasing the Shadows' tells me that there's going to be a big event going on in or around Rolling Rock lately!

I don't know the specifics, please pay more attention to the abnormal news around!

I'll be here as soon as possible, and if you need help, light this feather and Sweet Girl will take you away!"

……

Something big is going to happen to Rolling Stone?

Matthew's heart tightened.

Loren is a demigod and a legendary poet, and he has seen all kinds of miraculous manifestations of him.

If the other person is not lying, things are in trouble.

Matthew pinched the letter, thought about it for a while, and decided to share the news with Rhaegar and Zeller when he went to work today.

Hiding the sweet girl's feathers, Matthew adjusted his mood, and after taking a sip of water, he slowly opened the beautiful envelope with a green border.

What catches your eye is the lines of graceful and timeless handwriting.

It's a stark contrast to Lumière's dog crawl.

Matthew suddenly felt the spring breeze blowing on his face, and his spirit was a little better.

……

"Dear Matthew,

Spread the letter like a meeting.

The jade garden in May looks like a fire from afar, and the ancient city wall is full of brightly colored "brocade phoenix flowers", which spread out from both ends of the city wall, clustering the ancient war trees that have been dormant for many years on both sides, like a sacred bird that is about to fly.

It's a beautiful scene.

Unfortunately, my painting skills are not enough, and my ability to describe words is also not good, so I can't share this beautiful scenery with you in its entirety.

That's a shame.

The brocade phoenix flower is a bright yellow or orange-red flower.

In early summer, it fills every corner of the jade garden.

The wood elf uses its roots as medicine, boils it in water, and after taking it, it is said to cure all diseases.

I tried it, and it really worked, and it didn't hurt much even when it came.

I liked the flower even more, and I became interested in the "phoenix" in the name of the flower.

Terrani told me that there is a huge misunderstanding of the phoenix, and they always confuse the "phoenix" with the "immortal bird", when in fact they are two creatures at all.

Thousands of years ago, the Wood Elves summoned a sacred phoenix from the East in the royal court of the previous generation.

Shenfeng has incredible power and universal compassion for all living beings (note: the word "compassion" is an elf language, I couldn't find a similar word in the human lingua franca, I hope it's not because I didn't take it seriously in language class, this should be a word from the East, if there are any mistakes or omissions, please point fingers).

At that time, the divine phoenix was seriously injured, and the wood elf let him recuperate in the city and took care of him.

Hundreds of years later.

Shenfeng regained his health.

After that, he became the patron saint of the Wood Elves.

According to records, the divine phoenix once guarded the elven royal court until a thousand years ago.

When He departed, he said to the Wood Elves:

'My hometown is being invaded by demons, and I must go back to their aid. ’

With that, He flapped his wings and disappeared into the eastern sky.

Before parting, the divine phoenix sprinkled tens of thousands of flames above the elf royal court.

After these flames hit the ground, they ignited a plant called "Jinse Flower" on the side of the road, and burned a new "Jinse Phoenix Flower".

The wood elves believe that the Jinse phoenix flower represents the blessing of the divine phoenix.

Therefore, even after the change of the royal court, these plants were still planted inside and outside the city walls.

It's really a romantic story.

At this time of year, the elven couples will make a wish to the phoenix flower on the city wall, and that scene is actually very beautiful-

If it weren't for the scars of the dead.

……

I've been honest with Terrani in the way you've taught.

But she's a very paranoid person.

She promised that she would not force me and would give me freedom, but she still came to me from time to time.

She's really overbearing-

There were a few times when she wanted to kiss my face secretly, and after I refused, she tried to force it, but fortunately my strength was strong enough, and she never succeeded.

But most of the time she still respects me.

With Terrani's presence, I don't get those harassments anymore when I'm in class or between classes.

But I soon found out that I was completely alone.

Except for Terrani.

No elves want to talk to me.

So are the teachers.

They avoided me after they had finished their lessons.

This feeling of being isolated by everyone is really bad.

More and more, I felt that it was a mistake to follow my father's advice to study here.

After two months of hard practice.

My dancing is still number one.

Swordsmanship is still the penultimate one.

There is no difference from two months ago.

Well, there is still a difference, yesterday I found out that I had gained a pound, probably because I have eaten too much elf barbecue recently.

Next, I'm afraid I'll have to use half a year of vegetarianism to offset the debt of eating meat for the past two months.

……

Matthew.

I miss Rolling Stone.

When I wrote to my father, mother and younger brothers yesterday, I secretly cried several times.

I want to say to my father:

"Take me back, I don't want to learn the elven sword song."

I want to tell my mother:

"Persuade my father, I'd rather go home and study oriental embroidery with you than continue to dance with myself in a thick breast-wrap."

But in the end, what fell on the paper was nothing more than "I'm fine here, dancing is my forte, and I'm also very good at swordsmanship".

I know that my father spent a lot of money.

Part of this is my future dowry.

I can't afford to waste too much money at home.

So I can't stop halfway.

But it's really hard, Matthew, I can't hold it anymore.

Can anyone tell me how to learn swordsmanship that will have a negative effect if the sword holding posture deviation of more than 2 cm will have a negative effect!

Write here.

The green dragon outside the city was calling again.

I'm sick of that guy called Fatina.

She's supposed to be dealing with the elves' Shadow Panther and Wind Chaser forces right now, and Terrani has said she's cunning and won't take cities lightly, but I'm still a little scared.

The Society of Astrologers has declared this year to be the year of the dragon's activity.

That's a dragon.

Every time I imagine an image of a dragon in my mind, I feel very small.

Jade Garden is really not a good place.

If it were Rolling Stone, there wouldn't be such a scary thing as a dragon, would it?

Definitely, yes.

That's all I can write about this letter, tomorrow is the sword test, and if I can barely pass it, then I'll be able to learn the magic of the sword chant.

I hate swordsmanship.

But I'm looking forward to the magic called "Summoning Pets".

I've heard that I can summon a messenger for myself after learning it, so that it will be easy to communicate with Rolling Stone.

By the way, at the very end of the letter, I would like to ask you one thing.

It's hard to say, but since I haven't received a reply to the letter I sent home last time, and I'm not sure if my father and mother have received my request for help, I can only hope for you—

My wrap wore out quickly during the exercises, and I've completely used it up now.

The Wood Elves don't have my right size here.

No one wants to change it for me.

I hope you can go to a ready-to-wear store in Rolling Stone called Ruth Tailor and buy some for me, and buy a few more, silk ones, size S8.

I hid a piece of gold paper in the mezzanine of the envelope, which should be enough to cover the cost.

Please!

Matthew.

—Your Beanna, May 2, in the Jade Garden."

……

After reading it.

Matthew was silent for half a minute.

A moment later.

He called Peggy from the kitchen:

"Do you know anything about chest wraps?"

Peggy pridefully straightened her chest:

"Of course, after all, I have big breasts!"

Matthew nodded:

"Then you go buy a few for me, remember to ask for silk, the size is S8."

Peggy looked at Matthew in surprise.

Quite a while.

She asked hesitantly:

"How do you know my size?"

"And buy me a chest wrap?"

"Am I being too explicit?"

……

Morning.

Matthew had just entered the hall of the lords, ready to share Loraine's news with the other two.

Who knew that Rhaegar was head-on with a sentence:

"The war has begun!"

……

(End of chapter)