Chapter 78: Conversation and Ballads

At night, Holland and Stanley were very drunk at the dining table. The two of them crossed their shoulders, their voices muffled, and they talked about some nasty things in their early years.

Mayer and Roland Hill naturally withdrew when they were halfway through their meal, and the two walked on the open space beside the convoy.

After chatting for a while, the two gradually became acquainted.

"How old is Lesia this year, she looks similar to me." Meier looked at the girl beside her curiously.

This question makes Roland Hill stumped. How should I calculate my age, physical age, mental age, or mental age?

"This....about 17 years old."

Lying is not a good boy, but sometimes telling the truth can feel incredible, and after a few seconds of hesitation, Roland Hill had to answer.

"Yeah, don't you remember your age?" Meier blinked slightly curiously, looking at the girl with the blonde hair and red dress.

"Because of some things in my early years, I don't know my specific birthday, so this is not very clear." The girl had to explain.

"Giggle, Lesia is so funny." Meier chuckled softly.

"I am also 17 years old this year, and my brother's words are 25 years old this year."

"Lesia goes out alone, isn't the family worried? In my case, my father always has his brother or elders by his side to be at ease."

"It's like saying that girls are easy to be deceived when they are alone, as if they are afraid that others will take advantage of the family business."

"This is indeed possible." Roland Hill looked at Meier in front of him. Although this girl is not as stunning as Feng Nai, she is also quite pure and lovely, and she is the kind of existence that makes people love and worry. .

"Don't say that." Mayer jumped and trotted forward a few steps, then stopped and turned to look at Loren Hill.

"Lesia hasn't answered my question yet."

Roland Hill raised his head slightly, stroked the hair by his ear, and replied, "If I am at home, I am the only one at the moment, so no one will be worried."

After hearing this answer, Meier opened her eyes wide and bowed her head a little embarrassedly.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to ask."

"It's nothing, in fact, I got used to it a long time ago. I'm very free when I'm alone, and I don't have to care about too many things." The girl looked at the vast starry sky above her head, and the Milky Way Star Sand was looming in it.

"Will I feel lonely? When I was in my 10s, my brother followed my father to study in the caravan, and I was the only one left at home. Although there were servants and other relatives, I still felt very lonely because of many things. You can't tell anyone."

"It's okay." The girl replied softly.

In the past, the Internet connected thousands of people. Although there were a lot of arguments and scoldings, you could still meet some partners with the same hobbies, chat with each other, and play games together. place.

After being reborn in the present world, she first lived a leisurely life in the forest, and later met a group of people such as Tides, Chelsea, Chris, Siye, Keti, Frocia, and dormitory roommates. , did not feel alone.

Thinking of it this way, I am really lucky. I have a group of very good friends around me, some of them are senior witches, some are school classmates, and some are the head maid who accompanies her life.

"Because I have met many friends, I won't be alone." Roland Hill tiptoed and jumped forward gently, feeling the night wind blowing over his body.

"It's good to be good."

Looking at the quiet and peaceful expression on Roland Hill's face, Meier felt relieved when he knew that the other party didn't lie to him.

"In that case, aren't you the only one in the Lagertis Chamber of Commerce?"

"In this case, Lesia is really powerful. She can manage a huge chamber of commerce by herself. If it were me, I would only be in a hurry, and I don't know what to do."

"I don't have to worry so much. Many things are just difficult to see, but they are actually skilled. You have to believe in yourself."

Roland Hill comforted Mayer, and the two walked side by side again, and finally stopped on a small hill.

Most of the scenery in the tribal camp can be seen from the hills. The braziers are dotted in the camp, and a few orcs are walking among the tents. After night, they do not have much entertainment. At most, it is sitting by the fire, chatting with the people of the same family, talking about things from all over the world, and passing the time.

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the next day.

Holland and Stanley signed a large contract, and the Lamia caravan began unloading sacks of grain and daily necessities, and bales of furs onto wagons.

"In this way, most of the tasks that came out this time have been completed."

Standing in the open space beside the convoy, Holland said so. Before he came out, his father set a task target for him. He didn't expect this trip to be so smooth. Could it be the blessing of the goddess of luck?

Thinking of the non-existent gods, he turned his eyes to the other side of the convoy. Two young girls were talking, one of them was his sister, and the other was the eldest lady of the Lagertis Chamber of Commerce, Lesia.

Through these days of getting along, and the occasional suggestion from his sister, he has become more and more fond of this girl with blonde hair and red dress, but he just doesn't know, how does the other party evaluate him?

Will she think that I am handsome, that I am an elegant gentleman, that I am young and promising. Holland felt that his spring seemed to come again, and there was an urge to express in his heart.

Don't miss this opportunity, Holland, take the initiative to attack tonight, and if it's too late, maybe someone will leave. If you lose this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life.

That night, by the campfire.

Loren Hill sat by the fire, watching the horned poet in the center play an ancient song, his figure swaying slightly in the flames.

A well-dressed young man came over. He was wearing a black dress, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand. His hair was neatly combed. He stepped on the side of the girl and leaned gently.

"Beautiful Miss Lesia, can I have the honor to invite you to spend tonight, watching the moon and taking a walk together?" His movements are just right, and he doesn't know how many times he has trained behind his back.

"However, can't you enjoy the moon here, and you can also listen to those poems." Roland Hill looked at Holland with a smile on his face.

Seeing this beautiful woman's smile, Holland was stunned, and shook his head slightly to try not to look at this beautiful girl, and then he slowly calmed down his fast-beating heart.

"I mean, I want to be alone with you for a while." Holland, who has little experience in love, hit a straight ball, causing the sister beside him to look at him and shake his head.

Sure enough, the girl sitting by the bonfire in front of her replied, "Sorry, I can't promise Mr. Holland."

I was rejected, she doesn't like me, it's a shame, so shameful, will my sister laugh at me, have the people around me see it, can I find a reason to dismiss them all, how can I brag to my old friends when I go back? ....

A series of thoughts exploded in Holland's mind. He stood stupidly in place until Meier, who was beside him, couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and walked over, pulling his brother aside.

After a long time, the two brothers and sisters returned to the bonfire, looking at Holland's decadent appearance, as if he had just experienced the biggest blow in his life.

The horned bard by the bonfire continued to play the ancient xylophone, telling the legend of the king who was born in the flames, Kedarun.

[Crossing the wilderness, over the snow-capped mountains]

[King of beasts holding a giant axe]

[He flips the mammoth to the ground and makes it kneel. ]

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