Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 118 The Old Liar

Ralph's recovery time was much faster than expected.

In the morning, Karen ate breakfast under Ralph's gaze.Although Karen's behavior of knocking herself out at that time might have been a wise move, the cold Ralph didn't need a reason to blame others.

Karen was like a frightened little squirrel, under Ralph's silent gaze.There is no blame, and no punishment. It is precisely this kind of cold violence that is the scariest.Kallen wasn't even in the mood to enjoy her big meal, so she could only hide behind Lyle after filling her stomach hastily.

Lyle used a spoon to support the mushroom soup in the bowl. The food in Narania has a sweet taste. You will like this taste when you try it for the first time, but if you enjoy it again, the only thing left on the tongue is sweet and greasy. up.Lyle's fingers were also shaking slightly, fortunately, Shui Shui fixed his arm in advance, so that this appearance would not be exposed.

Ralph was wearing the familiar black overcoat of the sheriff at this time. Lyle didn't know if he found the girl's nightgown, and he didn't know if he was angry because of it.Ralph had the indifferent expression he had when he came to Narania, and Violet also had a peaceful smile like the first time they met.The two adults kept secrets in their own bottles.

"After breakfast, we're leaving here. Regarding the follow-up of the vampire Carent, Violet will coordinate with Baron Tyrone. Our mission is complete, newcomers."

There was no unnecessary reprimand, until the three of them boarded the carriage for the return journey and said goodbye to Violet, Ralph didn't say a word, it seemed that the residual fatigue was still in his body.Therefore, Lyle and Karen didn't make any noise, and watched Ralph leaning his head on the window sill, staring blankly at the sunlight outside the window screen.

Lyle looked at Ralph's side face, and it seemed that he had an illusion in his head.

Did he become handsome, a little bit.

After running around for a day, after Cassandell's report, the three parted ways.

Lyle was thinking about the activities in Andrei tonight. The Shuishui empowerment method has not been completed yet, so he seems to spend a lot of time with Mr. Scholar.

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Brutt Bendao is a charlatan. When he was young, he also had a legendary life. However, as he grew older and became weaker, he became a hunchback with a pair of hazy eyes and a yellow mouth. A sharp-tongued old liar.

The false rumors and dismissive moral character made him spend the last trace of his credibility in his hometown.With no children under his knees, he was impoverished and had to return to this place where he took off.The deceitful master Brut is old-hearted, and he plans to use the "treasure" on the inside of his worn-out cloak to have another chance in the world.

His rosaceous nose sniffed the air here like a hound. There was a rotten smell of heavy damp and moldy wood. This place was no different from ten years ago, even if the street looked clean now. Less, but the rotten taste in his bones has not changed in the slightest.

Ten years ago, I would be in this dilapidated alley, robbing those slaughtered fat sheep with dozens of competitors.Now, it's just me here, ha, it's so much easier.Old Brut certainly doesn't believe that those bastards have changed their ways. It's more likely that those bad things didn't get past me after all. Haha, the 80-year-old Brut is still walking like flying.

This alley connects to the main street, and Brut is like an old cat sitting on a garbage can, watching the passers-by on the street.

I am no longer the reckless kid I was back then. Time took away my strength and vitality, but it also bought me cunning and experience.Those who are well-dressed and have a haughty look on their face are not ideal customers.They stand at the pinnacle of their lives, not to mention accepting babies of unknown origin, even decent babies, those meat-eating pigs with noses on their heads will not be moved, they will not listen to a stinky old man's nonsense, even It's not necessarily a normal person's conversation.

Those gentlemen with embarrassing faces but better clothes, yes, those poor people who are entangled in the troubles of life, they are like lambs, although they have little oil and water, they are quite smooth, enough to satisfy Brut's stomach.Worry brings them face to face and drains their wits.Yes, they will never give up the life-saving straw in front of them, even if they ignore the driftwood that was originally used to save lives.Brutt’s good friend, we are all the same kind struggling in the world, it’s not too much to help each other, right?

Brut found his target, a suitable guy.He was wearing an ill-fitting leather coat, probably left behind by his dead father, his right hand was thrust into the suit tightly, just like Brutt, there must be something precious, his left hand was firmly grasping the collar, pointing There are imprints on the knuckles. He used to wear a big ring, a big ring from a wealthy family, but now it has disappeared. He looks around vigilantly, like a lamb surrounded by wolves.Don't worry, good friend, old Brut will help you, and good friends should exchange each other's treasures, shouldn't they.

Brutt's eyes became as panicked as he was, and he walked like that man hesitantly, like an old man longing for support.

The man saw the old man walking towards him.

In the past, he would have completely dismissed such a pariah and kicked him away.However, his father passed away, and he, who was ignorant and inexperienced, did not keep the family inheritance.He and his mother were poor, he had been depressed and complained, he had lost his friends, his comfort and luxury, and he could not rely on anything except his mother.Just like nurturing herself when she was a child, she taught her children to stand up again.He became a groom, relying on his decent appearance and the equestrian skills he had learned, he drove for a nobleman, and he barely made a living.

But the mother fell down, and she supported herself who had cured the disease of riches and honor, but she was the one who was the most ill under the change of environment in her old age.

He panicked, how could a dandy nobleman heal a disease.How can he cure his mother? The only answer in his heart is money, a lot of money.He pawned his gadget for an absolutely humiliating price.But there is no way, he is just a helpless child at this time.

When you are sick, you need to see a doctor.However, Cassandell does not have a hospital now, and those former doctors are as embarrassed as he is now.He can only go to the underworld to get effective medicine.Damn it, trading won't start until after twelve o'clock.The former self is definitely already lying on the soft bed.Damn the weather, let's hope there aren't cold drafts hanging into my house.

The old man with the same embarrassed expression as himself came over.

He couldn't help asking, "Are you here to trade? Have you brought any medicine?"

(End of this chapter)