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"Hey, you guys are going too far!"

"When did I short you for food!"

"What do you want to eat, at least say hello to me!"

"Spit it out!"

Gretel pulled... picked... pulled... pulled the little snake out of the broken gourd, grabbed it in his hand, and shook it.

The little snake hangs in his hand alive, neither twisting his wrist nor turning his head to bite, with a dead look of "you can throw it as you want, I'm just a stick".Gretel shook it a few times, without even shaking off the gourd skin around its mouth, and turned back to shake the oak stick:

"What's wrong with you! You're a tree! Well, put the leaves on it and chew on the gourd skin, what are you trying to do! You have no mouth and you want to chew on it!"

On the bark of the oak stick, two centimeters above where Gretel held his fingers, Kaka cracked a crack.Left, right, criss-crossed, looks like two rows of sharp teeth...

Gretel moved his fingers urgently.Hey, I'm even more angry, you want to say "you also have a mouth, you can bite" by opening a crack like this!

Youdian and Serila secretly laughed.Even Della Van Losia, who has always been reticent, smiled and floated forward, touching the oak stick in Gretel's hand:
"They want to eat, it must be good for them. You can communicate with them directly and ask them well."

After a long series of words, there was silence on the mountain road.After a while, You Dian dug out his ears and cried out in disbelief:

"Della, you were the one talking just now?! You actually said such a long string of words!"

Losia gave him a blank stare, turned around, and remained silent again.You Dian shrugged, turned his head to the other side, and said:

"Really... You can talk so much with little Gretel, and you can just talk to me in two or three words..."

Gretel finished venting his emotions of "the newly acquired gourd was killed for no reason", lay on the phantom horse's back, and continued to write his thesis.The shadow of the sun gradually slanted to the west, and a piece of writing paper was stuffed into the space bag. Finally, he stretched contentedly:
"what--"

It's over, it's over!

Gretel crossed his fingers, raised his wrist, and tried to spin.While turning, dripping and gurgling:
"Ah, handwriting thousands of words a day, so tiring..."

"Why didn't you write by hand before?" You Dian couldn't stand it anymore, and complained again.

Who doesn't write by hand these days?
As a spellcaster, a spellcaster whose physical strength is equivalent to that of a knight, after writing a few words, he starts whimpering, indicating that his hands are tired?
"I'm really tired..." Gretel continued to rub his wrist, and even threw a healing spell on his wrist.Without a computer, without a keyboard, handwriting is really tiring...

"In the past, the oak staff helped to write...or Taling helped to write...Only very important papers were handwritten word by word. Most of them were thought of by me. They helped output the text..."

Now Oak Stick is too busy chewing gourds to talk to him.In the Mage Tower, Taling can scan his own experimental records, and then output most of the content on his behalf; but now he is alone outside, and there is no Taling to help him work.

...

Although the meditation core can calculate and store, but let it control its own hand and write on its behalf, this, it seems that it can't do it!Besides, even if it can be done, isn't it because his own hands are busy?
"Forget about being lazy..."

You Dian couldn't help rolling his eyes.Gretel smiled cheekily at him, and looked around:
"Hey, where have we been? Where are we staying tonight?"

"Hurry up, the mining area is just a short walk away." You Dian raised his finger and said:
"Seeing that you have been writing lively, I didn't bother you. Go to the flying technique and fly over two hills, which is a small distribution center. Let's go there first, and if there are not enough mines there, we will look down."

Grete nodded, packed his belongings, and scattered the Phantom Horse.Beside him, Losia waved his hand lightly, and a group flying technique landed on everyone.Youdian, Bernard, and Appa immediately flew up and formed a horizontal row beside her.

Only Cerilla shrugged her shoulders and shivered as if she was in the rain.The invisible force surged, throwing away the group flying technique blessed by Losia.

The silver dragon girl nodded to her, the corners of her eyes happily curved into an arc, and then ran over to take Gretel's hand:

"Grete, let's go together!"

With a backhand shot, Gretel added a Dragon Soaring Technique to himself.The strong and powerful golden red dragon wings spread out from behind, supporting him slowly into the sky.

Behind Cerilla, a pair of wide silver wings also spread out, and the two rose side by side, and leaped towards the opposite mountain.

Skimmed over a mountain, then skimmed over another mountain, and then descended slowly on the air current.Less than halfway up the mountain, someone was already running below, waving and shouting vigorously.You Dian pointed down, and the light wind wrapped the airflow, and sent it to everyone's ears:

"Did you see that small manor? We will live there tonight!"

To be honest, Grete really didn't see any "manor" appearance.Looking down, you can barely see some tall and short houses on the hillside, houses and houses——

Most of the houses are low adobe houses with thatched roofs.If they present a neat visual effect, it is only because of the extensive use of lime, which paints the exterior walls white;
There is also a stone house, where large blocks of stones are stacked together, and the walls seem to be a little crooked.As for how many gaps there are in the wall and how much cold wind will blow in at night, Grete doesn't want to think about it at all;
Of course, there are also slightly better houses inside, to be precise, it is the one standing in the middle of a half-person-high stone wall, which is all made of stones.

Compared with the slums next to it, this house has at least two floors and covers an area of ​​two hundred square meters. There is a piece of towering tower in the corner, which is probably a watchtower or something. It can have three floors...or four Floor?
The person waving his hands and yelling at them was standing in front of the two-story building.You Dian pointed the direction and flew down with everyone, the man immediately stepped forward and bowed reservedly:

"My lord, welcome to my mansion, Aya Manke will serve you wholeheartedly. If you need anything, I will try my best to do it for you—"

...

"You're welcome." Judian nodded slightly.He waved to Gretel and the others, and stepped forward:
"It's fine to arrange it at the place where I lived last time. As for dinner, it's the same as last time. If there is any extra need, I'll talk about it later."

As he spoke, he threw out a long animal tooth casually.Aya Manke accepted it with a grateful face and led them inside.Gretel stood behind silently, looking left and right, and found that Aya Manke might really be a nobleman:
Only he was wearing a bright woolen coat, woven with wool dyed in red, white, and black, and the material was relatively delicate.A thick gold earring dangled from the long earlobe.

The servants who are busy around are either wearing coarse cotton clothes or natural wool jackets.The roughness of the fabric is slightly better than that of a blanket. It is hard to imagine how it can be worn without feeling itchy.

Even more so when it comes time to eat.There was a long table in the middle of the dining room, and at this table they were seated to eat with the host family:
Aya Manke, a woman who was obviously his wife, two teenagers, and a cute little girl.As soon as Gretel and his party sat down, the girl came to them bouncingly, holding a plate of pies in her hands:
"You guys are so pretty!"

She raised her head, smiled sweetly, and held the plate of fragrant pies to Cerilla:

"I made this with my own hands today! Dear guests, I give it to you. I wish you a pleasant dinner!"

Serila took the plate with a smile and stroked her shoulder.The little girl was wearing a bright woolen cloak, the material of which was particularly delicate, and already had a touch of velvet.Cerilla touched it once, touched it again, lingering:

"This dress is beautiful! What is it made of?"

"This is a 'manta', made of alpaca hair! Such a good manta, only my mother can weave it in the whole village!" The girl held her head high and looked proud:
"I will also learn this craft in the future, and learn to weave mantas that are more delicate than this!"

Will the daughter of a small noble family also learn to weave by herself?Gretel glanced sideways.Cerilla has already taken out a fruit candy and put it in her hand:

"That's a nice dress!—do you have any better material? I'd like to buy one for clothes too!"

"Yes, yes!" The little girl nodded vigorously.After a pause, he was a little worried again, and his thin eyebrows were tied in two knots:
"But it's not the best. The best one is called 'Kangbai', only kings and high priests can afford to wear it, and it can only be woven with the wool of the best alpaca...I like it I want to learn that kind of craft..."

"Yin Lapa! Don't say such things!"

The housewife of this house suddenly changed her complexion and shouted to stop.The little girl stuck out her tongue, bowed to the guests, turned and ran away.Gretel looked over inexplicably, and saw the housewife raised her head and forced a smile at them:

"This kind of craft is not something that small nobles like us can learn...Only people in the weaving yard, the king's concubine, and... the virgins of the sun can learn this kind of craft..."

Virgin of the Sun?

Gretel's ears perked up.Just as he was about to ask, there was a sudden commotion outside, approaching from far away.Aya Manke ran out quickly, and soon saw a group of servants coming in carrying a short wooden sedan chair:

The nobleman or official sitting on the sedan chair was dressed more luxuriously than Aya Manke, and had more gold ornaments on his body.He looked around, his eyes lit up when he saw Cerilla and others, and he quickly turned to people:

"Congratulations. According to the order of the high priest, the virgins of the sun began to choose again, and your youngest daughter has been selected!"

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