Fulilian: The Little Master Who Doesn't Understand Love

Chapter 12 Full of Harvests
The next morning.

Shortly after Lord and Celie left the village, an unexpected guest arrived at Amuro's simple cottage.

"Old man, I came to say goodbye to you."

With a package at his feet and a battle axe on his back, Som stood outside the door and spoke solemnly.

Amuro didn't look up, concentrating on the hot metal in the furnace before him, as if he hadn't heard what his son said, forcing Som to repeat himself.

Finally, Amuro stopped what he was doing and sat on the chair with his back to his son.

"Oh, I know, I understand, so you didn't listen to me after all."

As early as last night, when his son woke up with a strange look on his face, he had already noticed that something was wrong.

I thought that asking Celia to compete with him would help him realize his own strength and give up the idea of ​​going out for adventure, but unexpectedly, it actually helped him make up his mind.

In the end, he couldn't stop it, just like when he stood in front of his father a hundred years ago.

It's just that this time my identity has changed and I have become the opposing side. Only then can I understand my father's feelings at that time.

"No, you won't listen to my explanation."

Som had long had the idea of ​​going out on an adventure, and he would put it into action regardless of whether he had practiced with Celia or not.

He wanted to use an adventure to prove that he was a true dwarf warrior and make everyone in the village look at him with admiration.

After saying this, Som picked up the package and turned to leave, but before leaving, he did not forget to say: "Take care, old man."

Only after Som completely left the house did Amuro turn around with a helpless smile on his face.

He did not try to persuade his son to stay, just like his father did back then.

On the other side, Lord and Celie walked onto a small path. No one knew which race had opened it up. It might also be because of what Xun Ge'er said, there were no roads in the world, but when more people walked, roads naturally appeared.

Looking at Lord carrying a large bag, Celie couldn't help but ask, "Why do you carry so many things?"

When she and Lord had gone on adventures before, they had only brought very few items with them. She had even brought nothing at all and relied entirely on Lord to feed her.

At that time, Lord was carrying a small bag that was exquisitely made. Celie had never seen such an exquisitely made bag, and it was also very durable.

According to the man, it has been almost a year since he started his adventure, and the bag has only minor wear and tear, with no major damage on the surface.

But now, Lord was carrying a package on his back that was obviously sewn by a dwarf, and its appearance was completely different from that small bag.

Those who understand the dwarf's craftsmanship know that their usual approach is to just make it usable, just like the package Lord is carrying now, which is full of traces of patchwork and stitching.

In Celie's words, it's ugly.

But for Lord, as long as it works, it's fine.

"Oh, nothing, just some blankets and kitchen utensils. I didn't expect these dwarves to be so handy."

Judging from Lord's views on the dwarves, this can indeed be called dexterity. After all, you can't expect their burly hands that can forge armor and weapons to pick up an embroidery needle and weave exquisite embroidery for you.

Even so, Lord was already very satisfied.

This is the benefit of encountering a developed civilization, which allows you to move from primitive society to modern times in one go.

Lorde traveled into this world during an outing.

At that time, he only had a small bag with some food in it, and he didn't even have any suitable tools.

Fortunately, he had a lot of wilderness survival knowledge on his phone before he transmigrated. He managed to cram in the relevant information before the battery ran out, and then he felt a strange power within him. He survived until now thanks to the awakened magic. As for his phone, it had long since become a brick and was lying quietly in his bag.

I should have brought a solar charger earlier.

"What would you like for dinner? Mushroom soup, please?"

Lord couldn't wait to cook himself a pot of mushroom soup to taste it.

Before this, he couldn't get a decent pot at all and could only fill his stomach with grilled mushroom skewers. Even boiling water was difficult, and most of the time he just took a gamble and drank raw water.

Of course, there are also lucky situations, such as encountering a hollow plant like bamboo. You can cut off a section and use it as a small kettle. Then put some picked plants similar to tea in it, and it will be a beautiful cup of afternoon tea.

When Lord thought of this, he couldn't help but sigh that Amuro was still a kind person.

Not only did he give him a lot of things, but when they left this morning, the other party also took out a handful of gold coins to give to him, but Lord refused.

After all, there are not many creatures in this era that can recognize gold as currency. At least the elves including Celia do not recognize this thing.

Besides, this thing is very heavy, and Lord is not willing to carry it.

All I can say is that times have changed. Before I traveled through time, if I had seen such a huge pile of gold in front of me, I would have been able to pick it up and run a marathon with it.

Now it has become a burden.

But just in case, Lord still brought one with him. If he met someone who recognized it, he could still trade it.

"can."

Celie is not picky about the food Lord cooks, after all, everything he cooks is delicious.

"Don't you feel heavy carrying so many things?"

"There's no other way. These are all necessities. Look, you have to bring a blanket for sleeping, right? After all, it's so cold at night. You can't always rely on the fire to keep warm, right?"

Celie opened her mouth, and although she wanted to refute something, she did admit that what Lord said made sense.

Besides, it is indeed very comfortable to sleep with a blanket.

"What about these iron tools? They're too heavy, so let's throw them away."

"That won't do! As the ancients said, satisfying one's appetite is one of life's greatest pleasures. We can't just live a miserable life of one meal a day, one hunger a day, right?"

"I can teach you the elves' photosynthesis magic, which will allow you to go without food for a month."

Lord looked at her in surprise, "You didn't use this magic often before, did you?"

He seriously suspected that the petite master in front of him often used this magic.

After all, he really couldn't imagine that the other party would go out to find food and cook for himself. The most likely possibility was that the other party would perform a photosynthetic magic on him from time to time.

Celie remained silent, and it was obvious that Lord's suspicion was correct.

Lord sighed. "Celiai, sometimes food isn't just for filling your stomach." He patted the package. "I'll let you try some different delicacies tonight."

Celie tilted her head, her long golden hair fluttering in the wind. "Whatever you want."

There was no refusal. It was obvious that our elf lady was also looking forward to what delicious food this man would bring her in the evening.

(End of this chapter)