Son of the Olden Days

"No, I didn't..." After hearing Sol's words, Cereo suddenly raised his head and looked at Sol, seeming to want to explain something.

"You have nothing? Ambitious? Actually, I don't care if you have it. It's your own business. You see that there is an association of spirits removers in other territories, so you want to go to the City of Freedom to copy one. There is nothing wrong with the matter itself."

"I stifled the instability in the bud. I just stood in the position of the lord and did what the lord should do. There is also nothing wrong with it. From your perspective, it is impossible to imagine this? Is it clear now?" Sol asked with a smile.

"I'll be clear in the future..." Sereo replied sullenly, lowering his head in a grieved expression and preparing to pull up his pants.

"What are you doing?" Sol's eyes sank, and he stared at her as she put on her pants and asked, and Sereo was shocked.

"I..." Cereo was speechless, almost crying. What do you do? I obviously want to wear pants, okay?

"What did I say to you that night?" Saul smiled playfully at the shiitake monster who was at a loss in his arms.

What did you say that night? Sereo frowned and thought about it, the night by the sea in the rules...Yes, he said that the next time he catches it, he will be punished more. But is this a catch? Did I do something bad? Is it clear that you forcibly dragged others in, okay?

"Then what do you want...how?" Sereo held an elbow and hugged his arm, his tone no longer stiff.

"Not so good, now is the time for you to take the initiative to admit your mistakes, come on quickly." Saul smiled and nodded his mouth.

Sereo's eyes flashed, remembering that he was taken advantage of by this guy that night, and now he wanted to ask himself to kiss him actively.

"You dream! You are the lord who bullies the territory... um, um~" Sol bowed his dog's head and blocked Sereo's small mouth.

"You are too bad, right? Such a stimulus is such a big reaction?" In Sereo's tremor, Saul reached down and touched it, then smiled and shook his hand. Sereo was paralyzed in Thor's arms and was already unstable, blushing like blood.

"It's a pity, there are enough mushrooms in my house, and I won't do anything to you. So after I go out, I will eat breakfast obediently, and don't mention any jokes about doorsteps, understand? Or else..." Sol turned He looked at his bed meaningfully.

Sereo followed Sol's gaze, was bluffed, and quickly nodded, trying to escape from Sol's arms.

"By the way, you're not too young anymore? Wouldn't you be lonely if you don't get married quickly?" Saul smiled jokingly.

Sereo's gaze suddenly became a little dangerous, and he stomped Sol's feet severely, and quickly put on his pants and wanted to rush out. The big devil hugged her little soft waist and pulled her back, and kept kissing her until she was almost suffocated before letting the mushroom weird.

Back at the dining table, Gerrabi was sitting like a frog with his belly in the seat, his limbs stretched out with a satisfied expression.

"Sister, have you finished the discussion? Did your reprimand make him realize his mistake?" Gerabi asked his sister.

Seeing the silly brother Sereo suddenly felt sad, talking about a fart, people didn’t want to come back, he was bullied, this is really... Sereo was chewing the warm food silently, and suddenly felt that the sweets were not bad. , God! What am I thinking?

When the two sisters and siblings of Sereo fled, Saul went out and returned to his loneliness, wandering in the wilderness and killing spirits. The snow was so heavy that he couldn't do anything without opening the Secret Realm, and Thor could only come to compete with the unhibernating undead.

In the cold, blade-like wind, Thor circled the outside of the Liberty City, then rubbed his hands and returned home for lunch.

After lunch, Thor was thinking about holding hot tea at the table. If nothing goes wrong, soon there will be no more non-governmental soul-eliminator associations in the Free City, there will only be an official soul-eliminator association, and the soul-eliminator will officially become an official force.

It is unrealistic to say that the Estel family of the Celeo sisters and brothers withdrew and re-searched for the soil. After all, their material and energy investment was no longer a matter of leaving. Their only retreat is to let go of the little thoughts of power and honestly take refuge in themselves.

This is also the purpose of Sol's calculations from the beginning. It may be a bit bullying, but it is necessary for the territory to maintain stability.

Instead of doing it again, brick by brick, it's better to take over Cereo's mature system. Isn't the ready-made one not fragrant?

Sol didn't worry about the shiitake mushrooms running away. There is nothing that can't be solved by hitting a little **** once. If it doesn't work, hitting twice. As for the official association of Sol on the surface, it was only temporarily established to bluff and show his determination to win.

When Sereo and the others come to join in, once the two associations' resource talents merge, they will naturally have what they want.

"What are you doing, the cute devil?" A petite figure who thought he was concealed and outstanding, rushed out and wrapped his arms around Sol's neck.

"Didn't you say that you are not allowed to use the word cute? Next time you use it, you will have to spank!" Saul smiled, holding her own Chrissy mushrooms in her arms, and she recovered well. Can speak in this tone, obviously not Neferna's stinky mushroom.

Sol's vampire appearance was praised by the three shiitake mushrooms who were still awake in his own family, and finally he was dubbed a heinous "cute". This word made Thor feel that his devil's might have been desecrated, and he could only forcefully order the mushrooms not to use it indiscriminately.

"But the unlovable demon kings in this world are dead, are you sure you want to refuse?" Chrissy put her arms around Saul's neck playfully.

"Yeah... well, I only allow my red-haired shiitake mushrooms to be used privately." Sol inexplicably felt that what Chris said seemed to make sense.

"Hey~ Don't bring the dog's head over, or I will beat you!" Suddenly changed her attitude, it was obviously Neferna's stinky mushrooms.

"Ha! Just beating, you are not to be blamed for killing." Saul smiled happily, and forcibly bit the small mouth of the goddess of shiitake mushrooms and tasted it.

Beth came quietly, then stood and watched with a smile on her face. Sol turned to look at the pile of things in her hand, and suddenly had some bad premonitions. I don't know what the golden clothes-like things are. The unknown often means uncertainty.

"This is the common sentiment of the sisters." Beth walked up to meet Saul's gaze, put the pile of suspicious clothes in her hand on the table, and picked up the surface and shook it away. From the appearance, this is indeed a piece of clothing, but the material seems to have never been seen before.

Thor was horrified, and inexplicably remembered the fear of being dominated by Beth with a glamorous robe in the speech of the lord of the spring celebration one year.

"Come on, this is a woolen fabric, a total of five sets, exactly five sisters each contributed. This dress is knitted by me, and the pants are made by sister Clementi." Beth said as she spoke. , While forcibly putting his clothes on the struggling Thor's head.

Then he began to pick Sol's pants and was held hostage by two shiitake monsters. The big devil resisted ineffective, and soon his whole body was turned into something that he didn't know what it was. The whole body was fluffy, and there were some barb-like thread heads that pointed towards the sky like fringing.

The clothes and pants look good, but they fit well. But what is this glove? Isn't this just a cover? Does it mean five fingers? The key set is still very loose in your hand, okay? And is this a hat? Isn't this a round bucket? Wool bucket.

Saul suspected that the correct way to wear the hat should not be to buckle it on the head, but to pull it down a little further, dig out the small holes in the surface of the bucket for the eyes, ears, nose and mouth, and directly cover the head. That's great. Obviously, you don't even need to pretend when you go out.

"I think... if I go out wearing this kind of fancy clothes, I will probably be caught and killed by the town guard." Thor took a deep breath, then turned around and saw his own mushrooms with two big watery eyes looking at him. , As if you would die if you were disappointed.

"The gloves are from Sister Petty's heart, the hats belong to Sister Chris and Sister Neferna, and the ear protectors belong to Sister Lorna. Will you just wear them this winter?" Beth said as she doubled with Chris Looking forward with big eyes, he didn't blink.

"I... okay." Saul sighed slightly, and the Great Demon King of the first and horizontal life inexplicably felt an indescribable gentleness and strange power.

"Then this should also be worn inside the coat, right? What does it mean to wear it outside?" Sol pointed to himself, but was ignored by the shiitake mushrooms and pushed out of the lord's mansion.

Sol stands on the snowy street and has nowhere to go, so even if I want to try it on, there is no need to drive out of the house, right? So cruel!

Before entering the door from a distance, Thor saw Stant's head sullen and his shoulders swaying.

"You have to be normal, and don't probe the gangster." Sol sat down across the brazier across from Stant and rolled his eyes in black.

"Puff~ It turned out to be you! I just glanced outside the door inadvertently, and I was almost fooled to ring the alarm. I thought it was a bear invading the city! You are... Uh, Mao, quite a bit. New ideas!" Stanter said as he continued to shrug his shoulders.

Most people think Diller is wretched. In fact, Sol knows very well that Stant is the most wretched one. Under the green lizard's face, he doesn't know how many filthy smiles are hidden.

"You know what a shit! Is this my shiitake mushroom love winter clothes? Can you afford it? Look at your stupid helmet. Nowadays, even the armed farmers in the country don't wear that stuff." Sol said. Te looked at it from head to toe, and quickly found the entry point.

That chin-bound helmet, I don't know where Stant picked it up. It's been like that since I saw him. Is this going to be worn for a lifetime? Don't you feel bored? Aren't you afraid to pin your head? But forget it, Stanter's head is already very sharp.

"My helmet was given to me by a girl from the original tribe. That year, when I was eighteen years old, she..."

"Stop bullshit, talk about people!" Saul laughed and cursed. If he didn't know each other, Saul might have been fooled into believing.

If Diller talked about love with himself, the dwarf might be softer in terms of women, but at least infatuated. Your pungent lady, the big green lizard, changes her style when she dies. Is Love Saint a name you can support? Overestimate!

"You seem to be back very quickly this time? Autumn, and it's not long before winter. It seems to be more than three months old." Stanter turned out a pot of ale, leaned against the brazier to heat it, and brought two A small wooden wine jar with a handle is filled with wine.

"Such a promotion...Who knows where to save the world? It's hard to say. But why is Diller still not awake?" Sol muttered, and clinked glasses with Stanter.

"That dwarf has long been abandoned. You see him chasing behind Rose's **** every day. I don't despise him a few times a day and can't sleep at all." Steant disdain.

"Don't talk about him like that, it's hard to say that a short man will grow taller..."

So a woolly bear and a big green lizard took turns to toast, gliding through this cold winter day.

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