“5v5？”

This time, Joshua stopped drinking, and he turned his head and ate the freshly peeled shrimp of Philos.

Philos: "......"

Philos: "That's my crayfish." ”

"Knock ......"

Philos: "...... Don't pretend to be drunk. ”

Philos hesitated to continue peeling the crayfish.

Joshua looked up at him.

Joshua is a typical spellcaster, his facial features are not overly aggressive, but there is a sense of alienated indifference.

But at this moment, because he drank two bottles of wine, his slightly drunk eyes were glowing with water, and there was an inconspicuous red at the end of his eyes, a little bit of color made the alienation melt into a gentleness like water, and the slightly curly long hair slipped down from his forehead, and the ends of the hair gently hung down on the tip of his nose, pointing out a little itchy blur.

His movements are very elegant, with the nobility and self-cultivation he has cultivated since childhood, even if he drinks beer, he is so calm, without the slightest stereotype of decadence.

"My lord, can you help me peel another one?"

He's probably really a little drunk.

Puzzled, Philos took the empty bottle of beer and sniffed that it was indeed beer and not a high-bodied liquor.

He looked at the ingredient list and said "alcohol content: 5%" and was a little dazed.

He looked at Joshua's level again, and it was lv.299, yes.

Joshua was amused at once, a low laugh with a hoarse magnetism.

"I just...... A little pleased. Joshua said, "A little, well. ”

Maybe it's because the crayfish tastes too good, or maybe it's because beer is also intoxicating for people who have never drunk alcohol, Joshua's words become a bit much.

"I sometimes wonder what the point of my waking up is."

Joshua's elegant eyebrows and eyes always have a shallow melancholy, very light, but difficult to ignore.

The blue-green eyes seem to be born to hold sorrow, and the smiling lips seem to be gradually carved to cover up the sorrow.

But now, his smile was a little more genuine, and his blue-green eyes were a little more joyful.

He stared at Philos for a long time, and whispered, "Probably to meet you." ”

Philos was stunned for a moment.

Then, somewhere in my body I felt like something was lightly roasted, very hot, very brief.

His fire magic resistance is very high, so it stands to reason that he doesn't feel it.

He looked at the health bar suspiciously, there was no change, and the attribute panel did not change.

But for some reason, the burning sensation continued.

Joshua was a little drunk, but his eyesight was still very good, and he was a little happier at the sight of the confusion on Philos's face and the color at the base of his ear.

Joshua sent the gods and said, "Lord, maybe, I like you a lot." ”

Philos came back to his senses and accepted his compliment generously, "Hmm. It's not that he is narcissistic, but Lanceville does have a lot of people who like him, and every time he goes out, countless flowers come to him, and some of the timid ones secretly put flowers on the road he walks.

Therefore, "Lord, I like you" is just a very ordinary compliment for him.

At this time, Joshua was stunned, he opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but Philos had already spoken again: "This bowl is mine." He took the extra bowl to his own land, and then gave the other to Joshua.

"The joy of eating crayfish is to peel the shell and eat it yourself." He deliberately accentuated the "self".

Philos doesn't protect food, and fortunately he doesn't, otherwise Joshua might not have been there.

Joshua didn't speak, just looked at Philos with those beautiful jewel-like eyes.

Philos endured, removing his disposable gloves to carry him to pin the fallen hair to the back of his head.

It can be seen from the neatly planned city of Lanceville that Philos has a certain obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Joshua didn't feel uncomfortable, but Philos felt itchy as he stared at the tip of his nose scratched by the ends of his hair.

Joshua: "......" didn't mean it on purpose, but to be honest, wasn't his lord a little too much in some ways?

No kidding, it's serious.

*

After the school sports day, John waited with anticipation for Monday.

But before Monday arrives, first of all, Saturday and Sunday.

On the night of the Games, Lanceville was buzzing all night, but in a city where everyone drinks energy potions as water, it seems that the all-night hustle and bustle is nothing new.

The outside was brightly lit and lively, and John thought that he would definitely not be able to sleep, but what he didn't expect was that as soon as the door was closed and the curtains were drawn, the noise outside could not be transmitted at all.

The big bed was soft, it was the first time in his life that he slept in such a comfortable bed.

Late autumn temperatures had dropped to single digits, especially at night when they had shivered from the cold in their leaky house a few days earlier, piling everything they could barely keep warm on their bodies.

Now, a few days later, they live in a clean and tidy house with no wind, rain, or holes, with a soft blanket on the big bed under them and a thick quilt on their bodies.

John is very fond of carpets in specialty stores, and many people secretly make it their life goal to buy one of those blankets in the future.

But when they arrived at Lanceville, they found that there were many kinds of blankets.

There are blankets spread on the sofa, blankets spread on the floor, blankets covered by people, and blankets specially designed to lay on the bed.

John and his party were simply dazzled.

Among the blankets with so many colors, there are cheap ones and expensive ones.

John gritted his teeth and picked out a small fire dragon blanket that had been hot recently.

The red and cream color scheme is bright and warm, and just looking at it makes you feel very warm.

IP co-branded things are very expensive, and this blanket is no exception, an ordinary blanket only costs 10 copper coins, which is very thick, and there are even defective items of 2 copper coins in the special price area.

Although it was said to be a defective item, John did not see any flaws.

This small fire dragon blanket is the most ordinary blanket, without any attribute bonuses, just because its pattern is a small rolling fire dragon, so it was sold for a high price of 99 copper coins.

The instinct of sanity and thrift told John not to buy it, and the red blanket of 2 copper coins was also very nice and warm.

But after a fierce inner struggle, he still bought it.

Annie's contract beast is always a small fire dragon, which always follows Annie in a small way, and brings companionship to Annie obediently and quietly.

He will also work very hard to improve his combat effectiveness and win the game for Anne.

Anne loved it so much that the two were best friends.

But because of poverty, she is reluctant to have no extra money to buy card packs, even if she has the qualification for ten consecutive draws, she will sell the good resources drawn for money instead of giving them to the little fire dragon.

Now that he has money, John wants to give Anne a better life, and the little fire dragon blanket will have it, and the card bag will have it!

Anne is John's only sister, when he was young, when the eldest sister was still at home, the eldest sister treated him very well, loved him the most, and gave him all kinds of delicious and fun things.

Once, because he had been staring at other toys for a long time, the eldest sister took a long time to carve an identical one out of wood for him.

There were no iron tools at home, so the eldest sister could only use sharpened stones to smash the wood little by little, little by little, which consumed a lot of patience and eyesight.

Actually, it wasn't much of an interesting thing, just a bird ornament, but it was just a bird ornament, and their family couldn't afford it.

Poverty is the original sin.

When he earned his first silver coin, John tried to inquire about his eldest sister, but what connections did he, a commoner at the lowest level, have to know the rich slave owner?

He knew a lot of noble young masters, but in their eyes, he was nothing.

So how could the noble young master and young lady lose face and inquire for him for the sake of a slave?

It's just a slave, it doesn't matter if you die and lose it, you just buy it again.

But...... She's not that slave, she's his big sister!

Chapter 73

John's family had a good night's sleep, or rather, everyone had a good night's sleep.

Perhaps it was the carpets in the specialty stores that stimulated them, and they had always carved savings into their bones and happily spent money on blankets in the non-flawed discount area.

Of course, the little dragon blanket John bought was still the only one.

John gave it to Anne, and under the envious gaze of the children, Anne was so happy that she would curl up and lie on the little dragon pattern at night when the family of three slept.

When they woke up the next morning, they were reluctant to go any further, although they hadn't finished visiting Lanceville.

Ransvelly was so bustling, there were so many things, and there was a smell everywhere, and if they weren't careful, their wallets might have been empty—not stolen by thieves, but that the money had already been handed out when they came to their senses.

"Mom, can we have cake in the morning?" Anne licked and asked expectantly.

The cake in her mouth was someone yesterday who had generously bought something to celebrate the victory — although it wasn't her who won it, but what did it matter — and gave it to everyone present.

And it's not just one or two, it's many.

Anne is a small person, and the brothers and sisters who deliver things seem to be very fond of children, and stuff her and John with a lot, and when the last family of three comes back, there are so many things in their hands that they can't hold them!

The temperature is low, don't worry about things going bad, the thrifty Bessie divides the things into seven days' amounts, their stomachs are small, and they don't have to spend money to buy anything to eat for the next seven days!

Anne was grateful to these angelic brothers and sisters who had descended from the sky, but she had been tormented by the scent for a night, and she had dreamed of biting her arm as food last night.

Bessie and John are no better, they are reluctant to bite the quilt blanket, this subconscious habit action even when they are sleeping, they dare not forget, compared to the "precious" quilt, their bodies are not much more valuable!

"Mom, it's so fragrant, I'm so hungry......" Anne touched her shriveled belly, and her saliva gushed out like a small fountain.

"Right away, right away."

The rental fee for the fresh-keeping box is 1-5 copper coins per day, and the larger the one, the more expensive it is. If you want to buy it, it will be more expensive, and the cheapest one will cost 2 gold coins, after all, it is an alchemy product.

Bessie didn't have the money to buy it, and she was reluctant to rent it, because she never imagined that her family's food would one day be so much that she would need to use a crisper to store it!

John was outside in a box, and he saw with his own eyes that others were going to take it and throw it away, but it hadn't been thrown into the trash can, it was clean, and it was almost as good as new.

He asked him to come over and load things.