That conversation had an effect, and Joanna became much more well-behaved during the next few days of training. Whether it was a morning run or Qi Lang's swordsmanship training in the morning, she completely left Miss Jiao's shelf and mingled with that group of rookie soldiers. According to Gurve, she is also very good at archery training, she is an all-round fighter, and in this regard, she has some similarities with Qi Lang.

However, Joanna's innate domineering spirit did not disappear, and it was under her coercion that Gulf unreservedly taught her the trick of the Phantom Arrow. Gulf acted innocent afterwards and said, I don't dare mess with her.

For those little things, Qi Lang actually didn't care. In addition to the fact that he didn't think it was a great stunt, he also felt that Joanna's studious attitude was a good thing, every soldier should improve their abilities as much as possible, and the more they mastered, the stronger the 28th Warband of the Spiral Army became, and the better the chance of victory when it came to fighting the army of the Otto Empire.

However, Qi Lang himself didn't have more time to guide the rookies, and this weekend, he was going to set off with Dodim and quietly participate in that secret mission.

Regarding the content of the mission, Dodim still did not say much. It is estimated that he had already guessed that Qi Lang's sworn friends could detect the rumors, so he did a very solid job in secrecy work, and he did not leak a drop of water. However, he still kindly reminded Qi Lang, asking him to use this weekend to move around as much as possible, especially those he cares about very much, and to leave them more time. Listening to Dodim's tone, it seems that this mission does have considerable risks, and it is very likely that it will be gone forever.

Sunday afternoon was the usual time to rest, and old Harry had already sent an invitation to Qi Lang, hoping that he could take Ou Wu and the others to the cabin as guests. Old Harry is now a wealthy family, and the orders from the Ministry of Military Affairs are one after another, and his income is endless, so he should indeed invite everyone to a big meal.

But Qi Lang rejected Old Harry's kindness, because he felt that he needed to meet with Dr. Coom even more. Although Captain Dodim didn't say a word, Qi Lang heard something out of the strings, and it was probably his last chance to sit down at a table with the kind doctor, tell some jokes, and get rid of the fatigue that had accumulated over the week.

For this time conflict of eating, Gulf and Qi Lang quarreled for a long time, and even threatened him by cutting off friendship. In the end, it was the clever Jira who solved everything. It took him several trips to get the two sides connected. His main credit was to convince Yuri the stingy to prepare more rice, and as for the corresponding dishes, he helped Harry Sr. transport them. And Gila herself was very sympathetic and brought five or six bottles of red wine. Jira's family is not bad, his father Bill runs the largest winery in York Village, if he is not afraid that he will make a mistake if he drinks too much, he can even pull a carriage of good wine.

After Yuri had been busy for more than two hours, the sumptuous dinner finally began.

Qi Lang noticed that both Dr. Qom and Old Harry seemed to be a little worried, and although they did not clearly show it on their faces, they seemed to inadvertently mention the word Qi Lang when they whispered to their Heavenly Father.

"What shall I say?" said Dr. Coombe, raising his glass with some hesitation, it was obvious that he did not want to overweight the opening toast, "the Holy King's Sacrifice is coming soon, which means that we young soldiers have been living in the barracks for three full years, and according to past experience, the third year of soldiers will have a coming-of-age ceremony, and the king will write the name of each and every one of you in the honor book. We might as well celebrate this in advance, right?"

"I hope he doesn't make a mistake. Gulf dipped his index finger in red wine and wrote Qi Lang's name on the pine table, whispering, "Someone here is going to die for him." ”

Old Harry quickly glared at his son, and then raised his glass with Dr. Coombe: "Yes, this is indeed worth celebrating. From then on, you will no longer be hairy boys, but true warriors of the Luman Empire, and your names will go down in history! Cheers, soldiers, you should get drunk before you reach adulthood - but that doesn't include you, Gurf, if you spit in my shoes again, I'll pour that filth back into you. ”

Qi Lang replied with a relaxed smile, "I don't drink very much, old Harry, can you take your shoes a little farther first, I am worried that I will make the same mistake as Gulf." ”

Old Harry and Qom laughed together, but they didn't seem to be able to relax as much as Qi Lang, especially after they had taken the sip of the wine, and they didn't even stretch out their knives and forks to Yuri's carefully smoked ham as usual.

The atmosphere was still a little dreary, except for the grunting swallowing sound of Owu's heartless fellow, and the rest of the people fell silent.

Qi Lang coughed, although he didn't like to focus on himself in such a scene, he had to say something.

"I don't think it's possible for my mission to be kept secret in this circle. He shoved the fork into Gulf's hand as he looked up at Dr. Coombe and Old Harry, "But I think you're too nervous. It's nothing, the captain said, we'll be back in a few days, maybe in a week or so. It is said that we will ride the dragon monster back and forth, which is exciting to think about. ”

But only Yuri showed a hint of excitement at Qi Lang's words, and everyone else guessed that it was just a white lie. Still, Coombe smiled cooperatively.

Qi Lang noticed that the wrinkles in the corners of Dr. Coombe's eyes seemed to have increased a lot, even approaching the level of old Harry. Qi Lang was thinking, Qom really worried too much about this town, and the health of tens of thousands of people was really a heavy burden. Moreover, the outsider himself probably became a very heavy part of that burden, because the way Dr. Coombe looked at him was almost exactly the same as the way old Harry looked at Gulf.

"You should have more steak, Qi Lang. Seeing that Qi Lang was a little trance-like, Qom smiled and reminded, "Yuli fried it well today, it will definitely suit your appetite." ”

"Thank you, Coombe. Qi Lang knew what he was thanking for, there were so many things he needed to thank Dr. Coombe - saving his life, giving him that box of ointment, and ...... Give yourself fatherly warmth. But at this moment, he still shifted the focus: "Thank you, this steak is really good." ”

"Don't thank you. Then Gulf came in, he had only drunk a glass of red wine, but his face seemed to have been smeared with a layer of rouge, so red that he could hardly see the original freckles, "Brother, can you imagine? This is the first time that the two of us have sat together and drank two glasses." My highest record is three drinks, and today I'm going to break that record, come on, cheers to both of us. ”

Seeing Gulf's drunken appearance, Jira was really worried that he would say something unlucky, and hurriedly pressed his cup back on the table: "You drank too quickly, Gurve, our family has a lot of alcohol, if you two kill this cup, I guarantee that you will all get drunk." Sergeant Qi Lang has to get up early tomorrow, and we should all be considerate of him. Besides, the food on your plate hasn't moved yet. ”

But Jira persuaded this side, but he didn't have time to persuade the other side, because Ou Wu had already raised his glass to Qi Lang when Yuli added some new mashed potatoes to his empty plate: "Listen, you must come back alive, otherwise I will not spare you!"

Qi Lang was forced to raise his cup helplessly: "I took your words as a blessing, Owu." I'll come back alive, because I know you're still looking for a chance to beat me in the nose. ”

After drinking this cup, the scuffle between the four lads officially began.

Gulf set a new record of three and a half cups as he wished, and his end was thrown out of the door by Yuri to vomit. Gila is supposed to be tested for a long time, as if he were born in a wine cellar and treats low-alcohol alcohol almost like plain water. Owu was unfortunately entangled by him, and after drinking nearly a bottle, he directly lay on the table and began to sleep.

In such a situation, Qi Lang still controlled himself. He didn't want to go to Dodim the next morning with a drunken body, and besides that, he wanted to talk to Dr. Coombe while he was awake. In fact, Qi Lang had always wanted to tell Qom that he had heard the subtext of Dr. Qom at the beginning, and he was happy to accept that possibility - to become Qom's adopted son.

However, Qi Lang still controlled himself.

Because, this is not a great opportunity. Qi Lang didn't know if he would be able to return to Shach unharmed, and Dr. Qom had already lost a son. In two years, Dr. Coombe will be 60 years old. He's getting older, and he really shouldn't be hit like that again.

Dr. Coombe didn't talk much that night, and like old Harry, he was always smiling and watching the lads compete with each other for wine. But Qi Lang could see that there was deep worry hidden in his eyes. It was clear that Qom was also suppressing his emotions, trying not to let that worry come through. Like the fathers who saw off their children at the wagon, smiling and waving, but in fact everyone could see that the corners of their mouths and arms were too stiff.

When carrying Owu to say goodbye to Dr. Qom, Qi Lang still said the habitual "see you next week", and Qom gave the same answer. Only this time, he stood at the door for longer than usual, because when Qi Lang walked to Shuigui Street and looked back, the light at the door was still faintly visible. That's already the second street corner.