Conquest

    Chapter 142 [to be robbed of people]

    Shaar is walking on the street, but it is easy and enjoyable at the moment. The matter of coming to Imperial Capital has been solved, and the matter of the award is already completed. The following is just a process, according to Ruhr: "The emperor is now squatting, you are waiting for aristocrat." Master."

    The only thing that made him feel a little angry was to go to General Adrick to go to Senate and see that General was humiliated there, and he was angry.

    However, after coming out of Senate, General Adrick didn't have much anger on his face, but from that look, the lost taste was heavier.

    Shaar couldn't help but hold two inconsistencies. General Adrick just smiled at random. Instead, he stared at Shaar for a moment before he whispered: "Shaar, you are still young, some things, even if I say now You may not be able to understand it. Just remember one: If a person has a belief in his heart, don't change it easily – if it is changed easily, then it is not a belief. ”

    In this sentence, Shaar is awkward, and his heart seems to know nothing. General Adrick doesn't say anything more, just patted Shaar's shoulder, smiled softly, and left.

    Shaar went back to his place alone, but he had a heart in mind and didn't want to ride a horse. Instead, he took the horse and walked slowly on the road. All the way to see the scenery of Imperial Capital, the miraculous city, the depression that is in the heart is gradually dispersed.

    Walking through a corner of the street, suddenly there was no movement in my heart. The keen feeling that I had cultivated in the wild forest for many years seemed to be suddenly excited by what foreign things, and I thought of it – as if there was something in the dark to peep at myself? !

    Shaar's eyes tightened and he looked up at the moment. Finally, he suddenly saw a restaurant next to the street. On the second floor, in the window, a handsome old man with a smile and looking at himself. Although the distance is so far, but the other's eyes are cast, Shaar can still clearly see the deep and profound.

    That eye is like a cold star!

    Shaar and the other person looked at each other, the old man smiled and daggered, as if with a slight expression of his eyes, Shaar frowned slightly, and strode into the restaurant.

    Walking up the steps on the second floor, the old man sat in front of the window, holding a book in his left hand, lazily tilting his boots on the chair, leaning against the wall, and smiling at Shaar. Shaar walked over and didn't talk, just sitting across from the old man.

    Carvesylver looked at Shaar, the clear eyes, but Shaar had an illusion that he was thoroughly seen through the moment, and he subconsciously faced his side.

    "Hungry?"

    Carvesylver's voice is calm: "Hungry, just eat some. This restaurant's sour broccoli with mashed potatoes is not bad. ”

    Finished, raise your hand to a plate in front of the table, the broccoli above the mashed potatoes, the color is brown, the smell is fragrant, and sure enough people will have appetite.

    Shaar didn't seem to care. He grabbed the spoon on the table and took a sip. The food was filled, and his eyes lit up. He put down the spoon and smiled. "It's really delicious."

    "Mm."Carvesylver nodded, his look was very leisurely: "I have a little habit, I like to look around for small shops that seem inconspicuous, those really delicious, but often hidden in these seemingly ordinary places – as for those The splendid things often only sell a facade and style."

    Shaar nodded and said, "You said it's good, good things, don't look at the place, just look at the taste."

    Carvesylver rubbed his eyes, but reached out and touched it for a moment, and found a small silver bottle to put on the table: "This is my unique preparation of spices, recipes…Can't tell you, but this thing is eaten with mashed potatoes, tastes better, you try. ”

    Shaar simply crossed his heart and refused. He grabbed the bottle and unscrewed it. He sprinkled a little silvery white powder, poured it on the mashed potatoes, and took another spoonful. He suddenly smiled and clap his hands and smiled: "Good! Sure enough, there is a doorway! This mashed potato, I actually tasted the meat! Hahahaha! ”

    Carvesylver looked at the bottle: "If you like it, you will be sent."

    Later, this old man seemed to sigh and sighed: "Is this meaty taste, and it is also long-speaking–I was a poor and sour bookworm before I started it. I have to rely on friends for three meals a day. This mashed potato is the most Too cheap, it is my main meal. I can eat more, I can't help but remember the meat. I checked a lot of books and even almost learned to become a chef. This made this seasoning, added to the mashed potatoes, and can taste the meat – although I can't afford to buy meat, but with this, it's a bit of a solution. ”

    Shaar stuffed the bottle into his arms and raised his hand: "Since you send me, I will give it to you – thank you!"

    "Don't be grateful, this is just a struggle for permission and pity in the case of people being rushed." Not a big deal. ”Carvesylver shook his head and smiled faintly: "Just like me, I used to be out of the ordinary in the past. I think that my wisdom is unparalleled. I can hungry, my ambitions, and where can I care? It is ridiculous to use wisdom on this little trick. ”

    Shaar's eyes lit up, staring at the old man, and hillbilly blinked: "Hey, old man, you seem to be suggesting me?"

    Carvesylver grinned: "Hint? FebruaryIf I hint, with your current mind, you can't hear it. This…It is already clear. ”

    (Hungry…)

    Shaar thought about it, and when he looked up, he smiled and said, "I understand! Thank you for pointing! People, when you are hungry, you don't have to talk about anything noble. If you are hungry, you have to talk about it, then it has become a joke – old man, thank you for your guidance. Today, I was very angry. Now that you say this, I am not angry. ”

    After that, Shaar stood up and prepared to leave. Carvesylver smiled: "Why, don't you bother to say more?"

    Hillbilly a glimpse, then a refreshing smile: "I just dare! Someone said that the person who had a relationship with you ran to the grave of 'Mountain of Glory' early! I am still young, and I don't want to go to that ghost place for a while. ”

    Carvesylver sighed: "Well, you know who I am."

    Shaar blinked: "Of course I know! If this can't be guessed – are you really a fool? ”

    Carvesylver showed some interest: "Oh? Then you are not curious, why am I looking for you? ”

    Shaar's face was pumping, hesitated, and finally sighed and shook his head. "I am curious – but I dare not ask."

    Not dareCarvesylver is really curious this time.

    Not dare

    Shaar honestly nodded: "I just don't dare. You guy, I heard that it was too terrifying. Who am I? A small hillbilly crawling out of a mountain. These days, coincidence coincidence, it is a complete life, only to live to the present. Now, a little bit of money, and mixed with a small aristocrat – this result, I still have any dissatisfaction? – Let's just say, I am enough, really enough, and he is damn it satisfied. ”

    He paused and looked at Carvesylver: "So, I am curious – I wonder if you have anything to do with the Old Man who raised me. I wonder what the big stone you gave me is. I am even more curious. When I arrived at Imperial Capital, you sent someone to find me and said that I wanted to 'see' me.

    My guy, for you, the existence of a small weed, what is worthy of your attention. So…Father is afraid, I can't afford this kind of thing, Father can't hide. I thought about it, waiting for these days to get things done, go back to the north, to do what the shit's Military Commander, be a land emperor, rampant overbearing, greedy little money, even if it is mischievous, but also a little scenery.

    He damn it, people live to this part, and it is already a few hundred times better than what I expected when I climbed out of the mountains. What else do I have to be content with? So…You are too deep, too terrifying, too troublesome…I dare not provoke you, although I have so many doubts in my heart, but I still hide far away.

    Between you and the Old Man who raised me, it is good or bad. He has already hanged, buried in the ground, and the bones can be used to drum. Then don't worry about your things. I don't care, I don't care – I can't afford it, I can't afford it. ”

    When Hillbilly said this, the look was very serious, word by word, and his eyes were calm. It was Carvesylver. The more I listened, the more weird the face. After the hillbilly finished, the wise old gentleman couldn't help but open his mouth. As if he wanted to say something, he finally shook his head. The smile on his face also brought some weirdness.

    “Ha! I did not expect that you still have such a small amount of light. ”Carvesylver frowned: "This is what I didn't expect. It seems that my old friend, the training of you, is really a success. Understand the foot…This point, ordinary people can't do it all the time. You can understand this truth, it is rare. ”

    Carvesylver squinted and seemed to sink into it: "You will wait a little longer, but there is a play, but I arranged it for you. After reading it, let's go."

    Shaar refused, but I don't know why, in front of this old man, as long as the other person's flat and clear eyes swept over, hillbilly couldn't help feeling a little hair, and he couldn't help but sit back in the chair.

    Sure enough, not a few moments, I suddenly heard the steps of the stairs, and then I saw two giants squatting anxiously.

    One of them looks like a forty-year-old, full of anxious, wearing a silver armor, as if it is a military general, and a young giant next to him is actually the giant Nigur in the "King City 4 talents"! The appearances of the two are all square faces, the outline is clear, and the age is not discussed. The five senses are similar to three or five points.

    The middle-aged general came to Carvesylver and sighed with a sigh of relief. He quickly bowed his head: "Hello, I finally let me find you!"

    After that, he pulled Nigur up and kicked his knees behind his knees. He screamed: "Idiot! Your majesty! ! ”

    Ni Gur’s reluctant face was only the middle-aged general who had a hard kick, and Ni Gul slammed, and the plop was in front of Carvesylver.

    The middle-aged general raised his hand and said, "Sir, my nephew is too jerk, making such a messy thing. I knew it was already late. I have already beaten this kid." Don't bother, but please ask for help…"

    After that, he glanced at Shaar next to him, and he stopped talking.

    "General Spence."Carvesylver still leaned back in the chair and said: "You are the general of King City personal guard. I can't afford to salute me."

    The General Spence had a red face and hesitated. He slammed Nigur and slammed a few feet. He only yelled at Nigur, and stopped moving. He only stared at Carvesylver and did not speak.

    Shaar is stunned – this Old Man, what do you want to do?

    "I don't understand?"

    Carvesylver looked at Shaar and said gently: "Your fame, um…The battlefield hit Hasting. This is the sentence, written in black and white in the battle report. This is the title given to you, a halo. But for you, it’s your decision, and it’s what I mean…This title, for you, is only for you! Even if you are yourself, you can't just give it to others, understand? As for this kid, he is not qualified to accept it. ”

    Shaar opened his mouth – he had a lot of peace in the past few days, largely because he deliberately lost to Nigul on that day, and gave the limelight to the idiot to go out and ask for a peace.

    "Nigur, um, this is your name."Carvesylver looked at this guy on the ground.

    Nigur was originally resentful. He was an idiot head. Where would he give up? Although she was beaten by her parents' uncles, she was forced to resist because of her uncle's majesty. In fact, she was greatly reluctant in her heart – but Carvesylver's cold and faint eyes were cast, and Nigur suddenly felt a clever heart! This eye casts, not dare to half-baleful aura, but let Nigul have a kind of fear that cannot be described. The original point in the heart is unwilling, and it will disappear in an instant.

    "This time, you have also learned the lesson. Speaking of it, I am speaking to you this kid, it is an exception. In the future, listen to your uncle's words. General Spence, you are the person you trust, King City personal guard is handed over to your Commander-in-Chief, and you have to worry about everything. ”

    Yes I understand! ”The General Spence hurryed down.

    He looked at Carvesylver and saw that Caresylver had closed his eyes. He didn't mean to talk any more. He felt a loose heart. He knew that this was a thing of the past. He quickly raised his hand and grabbed Nigur's heart: "Return What are you doing! go home! ”

    Please waitCarvesylver opened his eyes and browed a little: "When things start, there is always an end." This title, how to get it at the time, how to return it now. ”

    General Spence changed his face, his eyes flashed, hesitated, finally gritted his teeth, whispered: "Nigur, don't blame my uncle!"

    This General suddenly pulled out the long sword, and slammed it, raised his hand and opened the sword next to the window sill! Then he grabbed Nigur and squatted on his lap.

    Poor Ni Gur screamed, and the body flew straight out of the window. He slammed down the street from the second floor and suddenly shouted at the street.

    General Spence was next to the window sill, facing the outside, and screaming in the air: "King City 4 talents Nigur, martial skill is low, much worse than Mr. Shaar Thunder, lost today, convinced! The sneak attack on the day, the despicable work, was punished by Mr. Shaar today, it is also deserved! ”

    In these two sentences, Spence yelled with three strengths, then turned around and bowed to Carvesylver. He turned and ran downstairs. Outside the street, Nigur fell. It doesn't look like it hurts.

    Shaar is completely stunned!

    Carvesylver seemed to be very satisfied, took back his eyes, and still looked at Shaar without being half-smooth.

    "You…you……"Shaar's lips squirmed a few times, suddenly it was on fire, and the anger rushed, angered: "What are you doing!" I deliberately lost to him that day, not the one he provoked me! To be wrong, this guy who is harmed by me is right! ”

    Carvesylver's eyes gradually cooled a bit, faintly said: "I want you to understand that there are things you can do, some things, you can't do it!"

    He paused and added a tone: "Some things, for you, you can refuse. Some things, for you, you can't refuse! Can't let it be to others – understand? ”

    Shaar's face was a bit whitish – not afraid, but whitish.

    "You must be very angry and think that I am too embarrassed and unreasonable."Carvesylver said faintly: "I want you to understand that as long as I am willing, many things, I can do it without reason – this is power."

    Shaar bit his lip.

    "You are content, want to give in, want to dodge…Unfortunately, it is impossible for you. ”Carvesylver sneered, his eyes gradually sharpened, like a needle, piercing into Shaar's heart. "Unless you didn't come out of the mountain in the first place, you will nest in the mountain for a lifetime, be a hunter." you! But since you are out, things are not allowed for you. Because you have to know that many things can't stop once they start. What's more, this thing started many years ago. Whether you like it or not, you are the fate. Unless you get stronger one day, stronger than me, and stronger than everything else. Before that…If I want you to go anyway…"

    Having said that, Carvesylver stares at Shaar's eyes: "…You can't resist it. ”

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    Shaar really wants to pull out the fire pitchfork to get past it. But in the face of this Carvesylver, although the other side seems to be peaceful, there is no baleful aura, but in the face of him, the feeling of the kind of hair in the heart, but let himself have a kind of inexplicable determination: absolutely not the opponent of this Old Man!

    I…I…He damn it! ”Shaar hesitated, and finally did not pull out the fire pitchfork, but he snorted and glared at Caresylver: "What do you want me to do?!"

    Carvesylver smiled lightly: "It's very simple…I will tell you step by step. Tell you too much, afraid that you can't comprehend. Now, get back the title of 'Beat Hasting' and go to your emperor's little aristocrat. Mmm…Before you leave Imperial Capital, send someone to send a book to my home. ”

    "Wai, apprentice?!"

    Shaar rounded his eyes! !

    Because he once heard Ruhr talk about it, one of the disciples of Carvesylver, one of them is the Crown Prince of the Empire! !

    It can be seen that the disciples who can be the guys are not ordinary!

    "Yes, is it strange?"Carvesylver seems to be a bit tired. He has said too much today, some hurt, rubbed and frowning, and sighed: "I see you today, much earlier than I expected, and the timing is not the best…Your kid is beyond my expectations. The more I can, the more I am interested. Your adoptive father, he taught you to teach well. Unfortunately, he only died when he taught half of it…Then, the rest, I will finish it for him! ”

    Shaar listened, and he laughed: "Ha ha ha!! I have heard of rape! I have never heard of a strong apprentice! If Father refuses? ”

    Carvesylver was not angry, and smiled very peacefully: "You will promise."

    "I …Shaar screamed, snorted a few times, his eyes turned: "crown prince is also your apprentice, but he hates me and hates to die! Could it be…

    Not a problemCarvesylver didn't hesitate even hesitated, and said casually: "Garcia, he won't provoke you, I will protect you, then this problem is no longer a problem."

    "I don't believe it, he is a crown prince."Shaar is cold.

    "If he dares to do that…"Carvesylver smiled and raised his finger at the stairs: "Then he will no longer be a crown prince…Ok, now you can go. ”

    When Shaar walked down the stairs to the street, there was still some confusion in his heart. He only felt that he was just upstairs and talking to Carvesylver, just like a dream.

    The Old Man doesn't seem to be half-powerful, calm and bleak, but it's just that…

    Hell! So horrible!

    Apprentice?

    Hillbilly really wants to laugh three times: Father worships you a big ghost!

    But the heart can't help but swear, Carvesylver's sentence seems to be dull, but full of words: you will promise…

    Damn it, Father spelled his face, can he hold down on Father's head to worship!

    Shaar’s thoughts in his heart are not meant to cheer himself up.

    He was in a bad mood and didn't have the heart to wander around. After he came out, he quickly returned to his residence. When I got home, I entered the courtyard and saw a thin figure in the yard. I wore a large and ridiculous leather armor and backed two or three bloated bags.

    Shaar blinked: "Tatara, what do you want! Want to steal something to escape? ”

    Mage saw Shaar come back, suddenly, and the baggage in his hand fell to the ground. His face struggled and he gnawed his teeth: "Master, I am leaving!" I thought about it, I decided to try it out! ! ”

    "Is it?"Shaar frowned: "Are you crazy? You know, I have already sealed the lord. I will follow me afterwards. There is always a good way out. Why should I go to the place where Elf is looking for death? ”

    Tatara's ugly face, his eyes have a strong light at the moment.

    "Master…I am a Mage! ”