The daylight hours are getting shorter and shorter, and in this environment where most of the time is dark, young members of the manor are born one after another.

EDI, SHEPHERDESS, and, after giving birth, continue to play cards with two men in the house, leaving the baby to Reglo, whom EDI raised.

Lawrence sat in the living room, while Sariel and Sophia watched the children in the room of the shepherdess and EDI.

When the seamstress got married, she was driven out to live with her husband, and Lawrence put EDI and the shepherdess in a log cabin a few days before they gave birth.

These women are very good in physical fitness, according to the description of the people here, they work in the fields in the morning, and they feel that they can give birth to their children when they go home, and they do not delay cooking and eating.

But what is so tossed is longevity, and Lawrence is well aware that the Pomethean generally do not live to be forty years old.

Listening to the cries and amusements coming from the house not far away, Lawrence thought about his own business.

At this time, Keharan came down from the upper floor, stroked his messy hair, and said, "It's time like this again, what about Sariel?" Let's play cards together. ”

Kehallan sat directly across from Lawrence, completely uninhibited by the fence.

In fact, there was one at the beginning, and when he first joined, Kehalan was worried about rejection and dislike.

Her ability is indeed strong, but most of them will not accept it if they are replaced by Bhumixiu and the rest.

And the treatment in the manor is indeed good, in many places it is comparable to the nobles outside, but the clothes and metal used are much worse, but Keharan doesn't care about this.

Kharan, who has been lonely for many years, does not want to die of rotting old age alone, nor does he want to be eaten by wild beasts when he is too old to move.

More than ten years have passed, decades have passed, and then it is time to die, in short, I just don't want to live the kind of life that seems to be able to see the end.

Because of his desire for others, Keharan was mentally prepared to be very humble and humble from the beginning.

However, Lawrence did not treat her as a slave, but as a trusted subordinate.

"Sariel and Sophia are watching the kids." Lawrence stood up and said, "Go to the house, I have something to tell you." ”

"Okay, I'll take a sip of water." Kehalan picked up the water cup on the table and took a sip, and drank all the water in the cup.

Returning to Lawrence's bedroom, Lawrence closed the door after Kehallan entered.

"I've slept with Saril many times, but she's never got pregnant, is it because of the witch's constitution?"

Lawrence finally asked the question he had always wanted to ask, but was afraid to ask.

If it's not Sariel's problem, it's his own problem, and Lawrence doesn't want to admit that he's a man with physical problems.

"That's right." Naturally, Keharan walked over to Lawrence's bed and lay down, turned over and sniffed it on the bed.

Lawrence stood aside and watched, finally relieved.

It's the witch's physique problem that will be easy to solve, but it's my problem that will be troublesome.

"Sure enough, as I expected." Lawrence nodded solemnly, and looked at Kehalan lying on his bed in shorts, "What are you doing?" ”

Keharan sat on the bed and said, "I sniffed, and it wasn't time for Saliel yet. ”

"What do you mean?" Lawrence felt that the poisonous witch's nose was very sharp, and it was not surprising to say that it was a reconnaissance technique.

"Witches will actively seek out a man when they are physically able to conceive a child, and this time only once, usually at the age of twenty or thirty, we witches live fifty or sixty years longer than the average human being. ”

Lawrence asked, "What are the characteristics of this time?" ”

Keharan thought for a moment, "It's nothing, I don't remember it very clearly, it's just that the demand is significantly stronger than usual, and I don't have the heart to make herbs or read books." ”

"I feel that Sariel's performance is quite strong now...... Lawrence said carefully, "It's all Sarile who takes the initiative, I don't take the initiative." ”

Keharan smiled, "It's nothing, even though she's a half-blood witch, she has to abide by this rule. ”

"Don't worry, you and her children will still be purebloods, and the offspring of witches and witches will also be purebloods."

Kehalan believed Lawrence's rhetoric, believing that Lawrence was a wizard who was good at concealment, and that his theory and knowledge did not apply to Lawrence.

Lawrence bowed his head slightly with a solemn expression, "Then I'll be relieved." ”

Knock knock knock ~ There was a sound of going up the stairs outside.

Soon the door was pushed open, and Sariel entered the room to see Khalan sitting on the bed, and then looked at Lawrence standing aside.

"Do you want to play cards together?" Sariel asked happily.

Lawrence said, "Okay. ”

Sophia quickly ran to the warehouse, "I'll move the table." ”

Lawrence said, "I'm going to get some fish nuggets, is Keharan going to drink?" ”

"Drink!" Khalan responded quickly.

There wasn't much distance between Lawrence and Cahalan, and as the owner of the estate, there was no need to maintain any gentlemanly manners.

The three witches of the manor, or rather, the four wizards.

They are inherently closer to each other than the rest of the people, and they are inherently the same kind of people.

Outside is a cold, dark world that won't light up for a long, long time.

The four of them sat outside the fireplace with a flickering fireplace, eating salty fried fish pieces, drinking hot tea with fresh milk, putting on sheepskin coats when they felt cold, and opening the window to breathe in when they felt hot.

At the bottom of the floor, the maids are busy for dinner.

The extra goat's milk would be given to the shepherdess, who had to feed and drink more than EDI because she had two children.

The three maids were also able to eat three meals with them, and there were not many things to do every day, so they naturally learned to drink and play cards.

The outside of the house was not so quiet either.

The daily task of the slaves was to send people to clean the livestock pens or cook the cattle, and then nothing else.

Five domes were housed in stone huts, where they were planked to separate the flocks of domes, goats, sheep and chickens, and then fed with regular feed.

Because of the eternal night, the slaves spent most of their time in their rooms.

In addition to two meals a day, the men always catch some squirrels and hares in the forest and add food to themselves.

If you catch a fox, you will hand it over to Lawrence, and although there is no reward, if you hide your prey, you will be severely beaten.

The coachman, the farmer, and the Seravin would cook a pot of broth together in the house and talk about things in a broken lingua franca.

The communication between the three people was smooth, a little inexplicably tacit and smooth.

The women also made their own deck of cards, and although they did not have the ability of men to go to the forest to find food, the lively manor always attracted the rats and crows that could not survive.

The women did not dare to catch crows, fearing that they would be punished for making a mistake between the big crow and the small crow, so they only caught mice to improve their food.

Mandelkru just lived a very traditional barbarian routine, eating and sleeping, beating children and wives when he felt annoyed, and then sleeping all day.

Mandeklu's wife and children often go to the woman's cabin to chat, and there is more space here, except for adding firewood, eating and bragging, and basically sleeping.

The fuel is sufficient, and there are a lot of winter clothes and quilts, so you can sleep very warmly.

It often snowed outside, but the ruling class and the lower middle class of the estate thought it was a warm winter and felt like there weren't a few cold days this winter.

The warm winter soon passed, and when Saliel cleaned up the Dom sheep, she found good news.

"Lawrence! Nala is pregnant! ”

Nala is the name of a domme sheep raised by Saliel, and her status is extraordinary.

Sariel already knew her own affairs from Lawrence and Keharan, so she was not as anxious about the child's affairs as before, but she was still very happy about the birth of life.

This winter, the population of the manor is +3.

In the spring and summer, domes and goats and sheep will give birth to lambs, piglets that have been raised for a year and a half will also start to give birth to piglets, hens that are five or six months old will lay eggs and hatch eggs, and even two dogs will have puppies next year.

Next year's estate will definitely have to be expanded, and at the same time, the grain must be more abundant, otherwise it will not be able to support more people and livestock.

(End of chapter)