Chapter Forty-Nine: Redhart's Thoughts

Watching the miraculous ship slowly sink into the sea, Mr. Redhart was filled with emotion. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Until now, he had some hard time believing that he had been rescued and escaped from the sea of suffering.

The desperation of being taken captive, the hardships of the journey, the burning pain of the whip on the body, the toiling of the long sea, the perseverance of the ice and snow......

One by one, one by one, but they are still so clear, echoing and tumbling in his mind, as if it happened yesterday.

"Dad, what's wrong with you?" a puzzled voice sounded in his ears.

Feeling the soft and warm little hands of his daughter in the palm of his hand, Redhart once again confirmed that he was really saved!

Looking back at his daughter with a worried face, Redhart said gently, "It's okay, Dad is just a little emotional." ”

Then he looked at the young over-the-top young man who was holding a map not far away, discussing the path with the people next to him, and his heart was full of gratitude.

After Susan's explanation and narration in the past few days, he has also figured out the ins and outs of the whole thing.

The young man was Susan's teacher, the most proud disciple of the Michelin dean, Maestro Bernard, and the sought-after upstart genius of Lyon. He had heard of his name before, especially his deeds of defeating the enemy with a sword at the opening ceremony, which was widely circulated in the city of Lyon, with various versions and being praised as godlike.

Originally, before going out with the army, he only knew that his daughter was successfully admitted to the Michelin Academy, but he didn't expect to be accepted as a disciple by such a big man. What I didn't expect was that such a promising genius would put down his body because of the request of his apprentice, take his confidante and servant escort through various countries, trek through mountains and rivers, crossed oceans, and did not hesitate to enter the Jedi of ten deaths, and rescued himself through a lot of hardships.

Looking at this young man who had turned the map upside down for a long time and didn't see a clue, Redhart also felt a little complicated in his heart.

Among them, of course, I am still grateful, grateful for his efforts and dedication, so that I can regain my life and reunite my family.

Secondly, he was puzzled, he had never seen anyone like him before. Even if you are a teacher who cares for your disciples, it is impossible for them to pay so much for the apprentice's family, pay some hard sweat, time and money, or use some personal relationships, which can be understood, but it is difficult to understand that they are willing to be in danger, and even give their own lives, and even have a high possibility of giving a few lives to the people around them. At least Redhart hadn't heard of it for so many years.

Even between Plato and Socrates in ancient times, or between the Valkyrie and his disciples, would not have been able to do so far.

This has completely gone beyond the realm of love, and even giving, and has risen to the realm of stupidity, after all, it is often said that excessive kindness is stupidity.

But anyone who has some brains will not do such a thing.

Although this is a great thing for himself, or for his daughter. Because this is completely a coveted teacher, even more precious than those martial saint-level teachers, after all, even if it is a martial saint-level powerhouse, he will not break into the holy land of the werewolves because of his apprentice. And from ancient times to the present, there has never been a "stupid" person who has been able to achieve the martial saint level.

However, Redhart is still a little worried, not so worried about his daughter's martial arts future, but worried that such a "stupidity" will infect his beloved daughter and make her die in vain under this "stupidity" one day in the future.

This made him extremely entangled.

But his thoughts were immediately interrupted, and the young man finally found where they were and charted the path.

It's a little cold, but it's much better than Iceland. And now I wear it much thicker, and the thick cotton, linen and fur protect from the heat. The road taken is also the flattest main road, which is countless times better than the jungle and the mountains.

Of course, the most amazing thing was the food, and although everyone didn't bring much, the young man always managed to get a lot of excellent ingredients and cook something that would make your tongue want to eat it. Compared with such delicacies, the things I used to eat have become fodder, and the things that the wolf herders have rectified make people not even have the courage to think about it.

Sure enough, he is the mainstay of the Michelin Academy, and he is indeed the first genius in my French culinary world, and sure enough, my French cuisine is the best in the world.

Compared with such a miraculous cooking, those character flaws are easy to accept, after all, people who are not warm-hearted cannot make such intoxicating food in happiness. I just hope that Susan can be a chef like this in the future.

Along the way, Redhart also found some unusual places, such as caravans, adventurers, etc., which are very rare on the road. But it was not uncommon to see groups of Danish soldiers rushing north. And whenever she saw these soldiers, Susan's face would not be very good, and sometimes she would even be a little pale, and some would tremble slightly. It seems that I am very scared, or I have bad memories. But when I asked her in my free time, she didn't say anything, which made people very worried.

The group stopped and stopped, and finally came to Greenstad City to pick up Susan's little brother.

Redhart is also very interested in this new apprentice of Master Tom, and has heard some things about him in Susan, so young, but in order to save his mother, he went out on an adventure alone, and carried out extremely dangerous tasks, he should be a very stoic person, and since he can be accepted as a disciple, he must not be bad in talent and qualifications. And in Lyon, it is said that there are three other disciples left, and it seems that there is a lot of competition everywhere.

Looking at his ignorant daughter, Redhart sighed and admonished: "Alas, Susan, you must be obedient in the future, whether it is cooking or martial arts, you must work hard to cultivate, so that you can grasp the position of the chief disciple." ”

But little Susan looked at him speechlessly, and did not answer, as if she did not take his admonition to heart.

The group of four went to the market to buy and rest, and then walked to the slum near the city wall, where little Tommy is said to live.

Walking down a long, narrow alley and dodging the stagnant water on the ground, the group stopped in front of a dilapidated hut.

The door of the hut was locked, and on the wooden pier in front of the door, a small figure sit.

Could it be the little Tommy?Redhart tried to get a closer look, but was pulled by the silent strong man who had been by Master Tom's side all along, and protected him behind him.

But at a glance, he also found that the short figure was not a child, but a dwarf in wide hemp cloth clothes!

I heard the dwarf speak slowly, and his voice was extremely ugly, like a night owl wailing: "After waiting for so long, you are finally here." ”

(To be continued.) )