Actually, I'm not surprised that Old Patch has this expression. (8) 『(1)『Chinese『.net.『 ８⒈

All along, I show the feeling of others is that he is a poor boy who works hard to survive, but his strength is not good, and he often makes himself scarred, but he still adheres to the spirit of life and fighting.

First impressions are important, and it all depends on being able to make a good impression of a person.

However, my first impression of Old Patch was so bad that it was so impressive, in his words: I have never seen an idiot with a latte as a knife!

Please I also caught up with the matter of finding his niece's daughter, a pure dead horse as a live horse doctor, if there was an adventurer who was even a fourth-level adventurer willing to take on this task, it is estimated that he would not give me this important task.

But it was also a coincidence, without that mission, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to follow the dwarves into the innermost open part of the cave, nor would I have met the demonized bat BSS, nor would I have felt a dungeon monster because of this, and I wouldn't have obtained a mysterious combat skill in the end: resonance.

As for the Saradica, I don't know why Princess Aurora would risk her own life to get her hands on it, and I don't want to know, let alone have anything to do with that girl who seems to be full of intrigue.

The only thing that made me feel a little uncomfortable was the group that attacked Aurora and his party, and unfortunately, I couldn't kill them all, and since someone escaped, I could be seen, recognized, or even harmed at any time.

I don't care, but the people around me worry about me, and the people I worry about the most are Barbara and Florentine.

Florence is okay, after all, she used to be an adventurer, although her strength is not good, but there is no problem in protecting herself.

Barbara had never been an adventurer, and as the proprietress told me, she didn't want Barbara to be an adventurer like her parents and die in the dungeon.

Even, at the beginning, she took the trouble to reason with me, persuading me not to become an adventurer, and to live with Barbara wholeheartedly, which is better than anything else.

However, I was very yearning for the legend of the dungeon, but in the end, I still failed to live as the proprietress wanted, and after having the funds to make ends meet for the time being, I embarked on the adventurer journey without hesitation.

At first, the proprietress was still reluctant to give up and tried to persuade me to return from the adventurer's journey.

Later, however, she realized that I was an adventurer, so she gave up her persuasion of me, and instead changed it into a warning: live well, don't make Barbara sad, if you hang up one day, I will get your corpse back and whip it severely!

I can only smile helplessly, and take this sentence as a kind blessing from an elder to a junior.

Ahem, it's a bit of a stretch, anyway, that's what happened.

I looked at Old Patch's eyes and wondered, "What, what's wrong?" Why are you looking at me like that? ”

Old Patch coughed lightly and said, "I really didn't see that you are still a master!" ”

"What, what do you mean?"

Old Patch sighed: "I'm not afraid of your calculations, I always thought you were the kind of second-rate adventurer before, and you only thought about messing around and picking up girls every day." ”

"Hehe......"

"That person before, I thought he was just a simple tyrant who was coaxed and happy by you" Old Patch raised his head and asked: "That person, what is his identity?" ”

"You mean Harold?" I saw Old Patch nod and continued, "He's the captain of the Are's Castle Guard. ”

Old Patch's face turned slightly pale, he suddenly changed his attitude, and said to me in a panic: "That night, he won't hold grudges against the three things I picked for you, right?" ”

"Hold a grudge?" I was puzzled: "What kind of grudge?" ”

"Hold my grudge!" Old Patch had a shocked expression on his face and said, "Those three are really the most expensive things in his inventory, especially the short sword...... What can I do about this, offending the captain of the city guard, this day can be ......"

I saw him in a hurry, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Harold won't do anything to you." ”

"Yes, yes?" Old Patch asked me uncertainly.

"I don't dare to say anything else, but I dare to pack a ticket" I said with a smile: "For a person like Harold, although these three things are precious, and having more of them is just a façade, and without them it will not affect the family, this kind of thing like chicken ribs, he won't care so much." ”

"But, I think that day, he cared a lot about the dagger!" Old Patch thought about it again.

I can recall for a moment that Harold seemed to care very much about the short sword, could it be that he also wanted to give it to someone else?

... Could it be, his failure?

I suddenly remembered the name of a woman who had been mentioned from his mouth the most often: Elma.

When he mentions this name, there is always a touch of mixed emotions on his face, including love, nostalgia, longing, and regret.

This kind of expression can only be found on the face of an unrequited person.

I don't know if the woman named Irma liked Harold or not, but I'm sure Harold still loves her.

"I remember, you told Harold that the legend of the dagger was fake," I recalled.

Old Patch panicked even more.

I thought for a moment and said, "Don't worry, it'll be fine, if he really wants to ask about the short sword, you can be sure, the legend is fake!" ”

When Old Patch heard what I said, he collapsed directly, pulled his head at his beard, and said with a crying voice: "Let me bite the lie and not let go, aren't you cheating on me?" ”

I laughed and said, "How can it be a trick for you, do you think, if he believes your words, even if you are false, he will firmly believe it, on the contrary, if he doesn't believe you, even if you tell the truth, he still won't believe you." ”

"But what about what do I do after telling a lie?" Old Patch was not so devastated, but still worried: "What if he finds out the truth and asks me to testify?" ”

"You are just explaining the rumors you heard, as for the truth or falsehood, you don't know" I spread my hands: "He will never get to the bottom of the matter, and want you to tell the originator of the rumors." ”

"What if he did?" Old Patch said worriedly.

I sighed, a little helpless, and said, "Then you can just say the name of the dwarf clan and let him find it himself." ”

"That ......"

As soon as Old Patch spoke, I ruthlessly interrupted him: "Don't worry, he won't look for it, Vicky Castle is very far from here, and the population of the dwarves is very large, how can he have the spare time to find a person who has nothing to do." ”

Old Patch didn't panic, he eased his mood, and suddenly said, "Hey, how do you know what I'm going to ask?" ”

I felt the urge to throw him out again.