When I turn back into a man [Western Fantasy]

In the room on the third floor.

Luo Sen, who had just finished taking a shower, grabbed a nightgown and put it on his body. After walking to the living room, he leaned lazily on the soft cloth sofa decorated with gorgeous patterns.

"grown ups."

In front of the sofa, a man dressed as a knight knelt on one knee, "The sword of unknown origin was urgently tested last night, but after trying various methods, it was impossible to take a sample and analyze it without destroying the sword itself. .”

"Even the sharpest tool can't scratch a trace on the sword, and further research is difficult to complete before sampling."

Lawson rolled his eyelids: "Such a solid material?"

He thought for a while, "Then let's put it aside, don't destroy the sword."

Originally, he was also interested in the strange weight of the sword, so he wanted to study the material of the sword, and did not intend to destroy the sword.

"Yes." The knight stretched out his right hand and stroked his left shoulder.

"Over there in the capital, how is the situation recently?"

The knight replied: "Everything is normal."

Lawson frowned. His sleep quality has been poor for some reason recently, and he always felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"You go back first, and if you have other matters, report to me in time."

"Yes, my lord."

The knight stood up and bowed to him.

Then he exited the living room and disappeared on the balcony, and the red rose embroidery on the side of the clothes flashed past.

Luo Sen turned his head and looked at the night starry sky transformed from the dome outside the balcony, his frown gradually relaxed.

"So it's good to be a mercenary."

While talking to himself, he put his long legs on the coffee table in front of him without paying any attention to his manners, and was about to cross the other leg on top of him when he suddenly narrowed his eyes and looked towards the door.

Not far outside the door.

The little loli, who was as tall as the dining car, had curious eyes, and easily pushed the car out from a small room next to the stairs.

The entire base is in a standard European architectural style, and the wide escalators are not convenient for the dining car to go up and down.

Therefore, an activity room supported by a small magic circle is also set up next to the stairs.

Just like an elevator, after entering, select the button of the floor, and the magic circle will be activated, instantly transporting people and objects to other floors.

Tong Zhan admired this design, which is similar to modern technology, and then pushed the dining car forward.

Sangers told him to send the dining car to the door of the head's room, and then he can leave after tapping the door twice, because Lawson is often busy with work and rarely comes out to pick up the meal in time.

After the meal, Lawson will pack the tableware and put it in the dining car, and he will take the dining car away at a fixed time in the evening.

"It's a pity that I rarely see the leader." Sangers was still a little regretful. "After I can no longer go out with the team to do missions, I see the leader much less often."

"The head of the regiment is not at the base most of the time, and he rarely goes to the training area and fighting arena when he comes back occasionally. He always rests in the room."

"I really miss the days of adventuring with the leader..."

Tong Zhan couldn't help complaining: Didn't it mean that if you don't train for a day, your physical fitness will decline?

He didn't think Lawson was affected at all, the protagonist's aura is really the same as a bug...

However, he still likes this kind of food delivery method that does not meet face-to-face. He silently gains friendship and hides his achievements and fame.

The corridor on the third floor was covered with a thick dark red carpet, and there was no sound when the dining car was pushed. Tong Zhan walked to the door and turned the dining car to the side.

Then he tiptoed and stretched out his little paw to knock on the door.

As a result, his little short hand hadn't touched the carved door panel yet.

There was a slight "click" sound——

The thick and heavy mahogany door was opened from the inside. Luo Sen leaned slightly on the doorknob, saw that Tong Zhan's little paw was still raised, looked at the dining car behind her, and stepped back to get out of the way. .

"Come in, turn right when you enter the restaurant."

Tong Zhan: ...

Damn, why.

Didn't you say that you are usually very busy and don't have time to come out to pick up your meal in time? !

With a stiff face, he pushed the dining trolley to the dining room, and Lawson had already started to set the cutlery on the modest but well-decorated dining table just like at noon.

Tong Zhan felt a headache seeing his graceful and skillful movements.

This kind of dining etiquette, which looks quite aristocratic at first glance, is really not suitable for a simple and unpretentious young man like him.

So he quickly took out four dishes and one soup and put them on the dining table, "Brother Luo Sen has a good meal, and I won't bother you."

Lawson had just put away the second set of tableware, and upon hearing this, he took a look at the full-bodied dishes.

"You don't eat?"

Tong Zhan: "Actually, I'm not very hungry."

"Oh." Lawson slowly unfolded the napkin and covered it on his lap, "Eat a little even if you're not hungry. Children don't like to eat, so it's easy for them not to grow taller."

After finishing speaking, he casually but pointedly glanced at Tong Zhan's short legs.

Tong Zhan: ...

To be reasonable, if it wasn't because of lack of friendliness that he couldn't use the transformation skill, he would show this guy his 1.8 meter size now!long!leg!

He Mingqi faction is a perfect male model, when has he been ridiculed like this? !

Tong Zhan sat down at the dining table angrily.

He decided to eat more than half of the meal to starve this guy who dared to attack him personally.

Anyway... being hungry should not affect the friendship, as long as it is delicious.

The four dishes and one soup on the table were steaming.

The ingredients and condiments in this world are slightly different from Tong Zhan's world, but with the existence of a system, Tong Zhan still perfectly cooks Chinese dishes that are full of color, flavor and taste.

And considering the way of eating in this world, several dishes made by Tong Zhan are very convenient to eat with a knife and fork.

For example, for the steamed lion head dish in front of him, Tong Zhan unceremoniously poked two of them into his plate with a fork—only three in total.

Luo Sen raised his eyebrows and looked at the little guy who said he wasn't hungry just now. He would gnaw his head on the meat so happily that he couldn't help shaking his head.

He put the remaining lion's head on the plate, gracefully cut the meatball into small pieces, and put it into his mouth with the transparent soup underneath.

The fat but not greasy taste immediately conquered Lawson's taste buds.

He then tried several other dishes, all of which tasted excellent, not inferior to the delicious rabbit stew at noon.

Coupled with the use of better ingredients and sufficient cooking time, the taste is even better.

only.

Lawson thought to himself, although the dishes produced by this obviously different cooking method were delicious, he had never eaten them anywhere before.

When he asked his men to study the strange sword, he also asked someone to check Tong Zhan's background.

It's just that until now, no news related to this little guy has been found.

Born with strange strength, special appearance, and very smart, he doesn't look like an ordinary seven or eight-year-old child.

Plus he was always clamoring for him to give him back that very strange sword.

Lawson took a sip of the soup.

This little guy is really very mysterious...

By the time the meal was over, Tong Zhan's stomach was already full and round.

He leaned on the chair and looked at Lawson unhappy.

First of all, after he became smaller, his food intake was much smaller than expected. Although he was eating desperately, he still only stuffed less than one-third of all the dishes.

Secondly, Lawson only added 5 points of friendliness to him this time.

Tong Zhan silently slandered: The cooking was even more delicious this time, but Luo Sen, a cheapskate, only gave 5 points of friendliness!

This made him a little worried that the next meal would be less friendly.

Lawson picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth.

He didn't like to talk when he was eating. After eating, he suddenly asked, "You went to the mercenary union for a test today. What's the result of the assessment?"

"How do you know that I took the test?" Tong Zhan suddenly said, "Brother Oster told you, right?"

He curled his lips: "Junior swordsman level."

There was a clear lack of interest in the results of this assessment.

"Only junior?" Lawson glanced at him, feeling a little strange, but he didn't think much about it.

He continued to ask: "Before you kept yelling that the sword you couldn't lift was yours, so that means you also know how to use a sword?"

Tong Zhan: ...Can you stop the fact that he can't hold his own sword all the time, and just point it out and emphasize it?

He doesn't want to lose face, huh?

Tong Zhan was a little sleepy after eating, he groaned and said, "I know how to use a sword, my swordsmanship is really good."

He glanced at Lawson suspiciously: "Why are you asking me this? Are you going to return the sword to me?"

"You think too much."

Luo Sen got out of the state of eating and became more lazy than him: "Since your swordsmanship is good, see you tomorrow morning at the fighting arena on the first floor at nine o'clock."

Tong Zhan:? ? ?

He sat up straight all of a sudden, his eyes widened: "Combat? What are you going to do?!"

Lawson looked at him strangely: "Didn't you say that you can play three with one? I want to see how you play three with one."

Tong Zhan: ...

He was about to go crazy: "Wait! Don't worry! I still have a little problem with my body, it will take a few days!"

One hit three will have to wait for him to gather up to [-] friendship points, bro...

The mercenaries here are not weak in all strengths, but his swordsmanship depends on internal strength to develop.

In terms of pure strength, apart from his solid basic skills, his fighting skills are almost equal to zero.Coupled with this small body, it is hard to say that one-on-one can win one, how can one fight three!

Seeing that his face was blushing suddenly, Luo Sen couldn't help but chuckled.

Tong Zhan was a little dazed by his smile, and suddenly realized that this bastard might be teasing him.

Sure enough, Lawson finished laughing and continued, "I'm just kidding you."

Tong Zhan: =dish=

shit!

"But I also told you that it is not easy to stay in the mercenary group."

Lawson put away his smile, "Although you are not very old, I will not give you any preferential treatment because of this. If other people make any demands, then you are the same."

Tong Zhan clenched his fist: "No problem."

"Okay then, go back and rest."

Lawson's expression slowed down: "Remember, don't be late at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."