[Western Fantasy] After the equipment was robbed

In the end, the brave man still got the news he wanted. Although the accident in the middle made him a little worried, overall, things are still developing on the positive side.

"The west side of the village...was he like me before?" Klein only thought that the guy might be used as a scapegoat, so he was slandered as a devil, "But being repelled like this, hasn't he thought of leaving yet? No wonder it will continue to be suspected..."

I don't know if it's stupid, or because of some reason, such as magic?Everything is uncertain for the time being, you have to go and see for yourself to find out.

Because he didn't know the truth, Klein planned to go to the forest alone to visit that guy and ask about the village chief.

But there is no good reason to be suspicious... so I have to find a better time and bring gifts to the door?

Well, it seems that this place is about to celebrate the festival for Dusk and the Goddess of Sin, and it seems that you can walk around at will?But presents... are a problem.

After thinking about it, the troubled Klein finally had an idea when he saw the edible red fruit that had been placed on the table for a long time.

However, the raspberries here are not delicious enough to eat directly, they need some condiments.

"Bring a basket of raspberries, it's a gift. The basket used to hold it is very troublesome." The black-haired brave man took a few steps in place, caught a glimpse of the leaves outside the window from the corner of his eye, and stopped. "I don't know how to weave baskets... It seems that it can be rolled into buckets with leaves?"

It's a good idea, but where can I find big leaves?There are no similar plants growing nearby.

Thinking about what he had and what he didn't have, the impatient Klein simply took a knife and walked straight to the forest, preparing to chop some vines and add a few planks to make a small box.

It took him a few days to complete the work, and Klein, who was purely thinking about it, began to wait for the arrival of the festival in boredom.

"The Goddess will forgive everything... including anyone who is guilty." Klein read this sentence, and felt like the group of priests who were nagging in the temple, with a strong sense of frustration in his heart, "Listen It sounds fake, but I can't think of any other pick-up words."

Along the way, he could find that the plants in the west were not very lush, and even a little low, which formed a sharp contrast with the lush and lush plants around the village.Perhaps it was these visions that made the villagers even more suspicious.

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Urien carefully picked the cane wood with small white flowers from the plants growing on the cliff, because this would become one of his test subjects.

Its integrity needs to be guaranteed, otherwise, if the survival rate is too low, all the hard work for this will be in vain.

After repeatedly confirming that there were no omissions, he climbed to the cliff, and after resting for a few minutes, he stood up, and his tense spirit finally relaxed a little.

There are still a few extra materials that need to be replaced... So, when will he escape from this damn place?If I can go out and recover my magic power, then I should be able to get back the locket my mother gave me.

His goals have always been simple.

After searching hard for plants, dragging his exhausted body back to his temporary residence, Urien sighed at the cunning of human beings and his own innocence.

Soon, there was a light knock on the door that had not been moved for a long time, and someone came to visit.

Uriel, who had never been looked for by anyone, froze in place, not knowing whether to open the door or not.

The way of reminding is polite, it should not be that those guys want to come to him to settle accounts, they all like to knock on the door very loudly, as if they want to knock it down.

Although he sighed, the stool seemed to have magical powers, swallowing his motivation to get up.

It seemed that the person inside hadn't responded for too long, and the person who came directly began to knock on the door vigorously.

Uh...it should be them, he knew it was this group of people.

You Ruien sighed, silently encouraged himself not to be impulsive, and then put on an expression in the mirror that I am not easy to mess with.

After finishing these things, he opened the door, intending to reason with the visitor.

As a result...it doesn't seem to be necessary?

"Hello," the black-haired man smiled and handed him the things in his hand, "I'm a person who moved to the village recently... I've heard your story, but today is a holiday, I think you I’m also willing to let go of my prejudices.”

What kind of prejudice can I have? They are all prejudiced against me.You Ruien thought, it's just been so long, since I can remember, no one seems to have given me a gift except my mother.

And...he's so pretty.

The author has something to say:

emmm... I will finish the full text when I am going to have a holiday, and then start the daily update until the end.

For the rest, probably only Xiuwen is left.

And... changing the text is so painful! ! ! !

It was because of this chapter that I dragged on for so long

small theater:

You Ruien: The first time we met, I was thinking, you are so beautiful

Klein:? ? ?

Klein: Were you joking then?

Urien: No.At that time, I couldn't even read the mainland publications, so the adjective...you know.

Klein: But that's not why you were replaced by your daughter.

Urien: If she likes it, she can go. Anyway, I'm not interested in sitting on the bench and listening to a group of demons chattering about meaningless things.