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"It's raining."

When Su Lin returned to the Nightingale Tavern, it was already raining lightly, and the last bus happened to pass by this street, causing small splashes of water.

Judging from the increasingly dense raindrops in the streetlights, the rain will probably get heavier tonight. Su Lin put away his umbrella and walked to the negative floor.

Unexpectedly, there were only a few scattered tables of customers. The service staff at the counter were passing the time looking at the Loen Daily. When they saw Su Lin coming, they stood straight and said hello.

Su Lin waved his hand, working hard when it's time to work, fishing when it's time to fish.

The nobles in Loen would not choose to go out to gamble on a rainy day, so they were destined to not make much money tonight. The rich second generation living nearby were regular visitors here.

Su Lin glanced around and didn't see McCarour. After sensing it, he walked towards a certain room.

In the room

A young man in exquisite clothing lay sleeping on Simmons, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth and soaking the pillow, as if he had a wonderful dream.

Meroka was sitting on a chair not far away, holding an ink pen in his hand and writing rapidly on the straw paper, sometimes writing and sometimes revising.

After a long time, her mood fluctuated slightly, but the psychiatrist's ability quickly calmed her down. She looked at the contents on the papyrus, and the papyrus was crumpled into a ball and thrown aside.

"well"

With a sigh, McCarrou glanced at the clock on the wall, stood by the bed and lifted the cup from the young man's body.

"Mr. Dick, Mr. Dick." McCaro called softly. The young man woke up from his dream, his eyes still a little confused, as if he was recalling the beautiful charm just now.

"Well, did I fall asleep again?" Dick rubbed his eyes, skillfully pulled out a leather bag from his arms, and took out a gold pound with a denomination of 5 from it.

"Every time I'm with you, I seem to have endless energy and won't get tired." Dick glanced at McCareau infatuatedly and said, "Do you really not consider my proposal, Miss Madisi? Although my father I won’t approve of you, but you can live in my private estate.”

McCarrou was silent for a moment after hearing this, and thought to herself:

'Of course you will feel strong, because I actually gave you a psychological treatment. After the sweet dream, you will fall into deep sleep. This is much better for the body than alcohol and sex.'

McCarroud deliberately showed a moved expression, and then said softly but firmly:

"You are so generous every time. Mr. Dick, you deserve a better girl."

After skillfully evading, McCarol watched Dick, the most generous guest, go out, while she stayed to clean up the room, such as the scratch paper she had just thrown away.

She looked back at where she was sitting just now, and saw a familiar figure sitting on the chair, holding pieces of crumpled draft paper in his hand.

"boss?!"

"Shh." Su Lin made a quiet gesture and turned the pages in his hand.

After a while.

"Although it's not my favorite type of novel, the writing is pretty good." Su Lin nodded and commented, "Why, do you want to change careers?"

The story written above is a classic Cinderella-style plot, where a commoner girl meets a young aristocratic earl.

McCarrou showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and replied in a trembling voice:

"No, it's just a hobby. When did you come?"

Jennifer said that her boss was attending a private dinner. Isn’t socializing among nobles particularly time-consuming?

"About twenty minutes ago, I came to inform you that Thursday is a holiday." Su Lin stood up and walked to McCarrou, took the gold list with a denomination of 5 from her hand, and gave 4 gold pounds with a denomination of 1 in change. .

"This is the venue fee." Su Lin also put the pile of crumpled pages in her hand:

"I suggest you write some novel about the domineering Russell falling in love with me. Maybe Rune's readers will like this kind of novel?"

Watching Su Lin walk out, McCarrou glanced at the few gold pounds in his hand. So, did Mr. Salier acquiesce to her behavior?

"Are you and your family free this Thursday morning?" Su Lin suddenly turned back and asked McCarol.

McCarrou's head buzzed, and he fell into a brief blank.

What was he just saying? Did my ears hear it wrong? He asked me if I was free on Thursday morning? The psychiatrist's ability has lost its effectiveness at this moment, and his own rationality is at a historical low.

"I'm going to organize employee team building. You may not know what team building is, huh." Su Lin thought for a moment and said, "I'm going to organize a trip right here. Our store is not open to the public. Let's Everyone, relax.”

"You don't have to go to work on Wednesday. We'll meet at the tavern at 8 a.m. on Thursday. We'll have dinner at Sezolen Restaurant at noon. I'll treat you."

McCarrou withdrew from the unrealistic idea just now. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was normal, but... it was not normal for a boss.

What she didn't know was that on Thursday morning, the Fusac Empire's aerospace boat fleet would pass through the border of Sunia Island and, with the help of a Sequence 2 angel weather warlock, quietly launch a bombing. .

Neither Su Lin nor Zhong Li could directly stop this operation, but Su Lin, the people under his command, could easily protect their safety.

Backlund

"Be sure to bring your family to the Nightingale Tavern. There will be valuable gifts then." Su Lin said to McCarol.

"OK."

Su Lin closed the door, leaving McCarrou in a daze.

family

next morning

McCaro returned home before dawn. As always, she restrained her disgust before entering the door, pursed her lips a few times, and showed a smile.

"I'm back."

"I've said it several times, don't get up so early and wait for me."

After McCaro opened the door, he looked at a blond girl with double braids and freckles on her face, and took out several gold pounds from her pocket.

"Mail the tuition and living expenses for Ellis, Harvey, Gardner, and Jeff to them."

"In two months you should go to school."

"Levi, from today on, you can go buy bread and vegetables with Sister Weina and learn how to make them. You are a mature boy." McCaro knelt down and touched the head of a boy about 10 years old.

"You don't have to eat black bread this week. My sister's new boss is a good man and he gave me a big salary increase."

"Well, the previous boss was also a good person, don't get me wrong."

In the eyes of the children, McCaro is full of maternal glory, working hard every day to bring them food and clothes.

"This pound." McCaro hesitated and took out a gold pound from her bag: "You can buy more meat this week. My sister has to go to work during the day on Thursday, so you don't have to do my share."

After McCarrou finished her instructions, she felt a little sleepy. She walked towards her room and glanced at the clean glass window in the corridor. There was a slight white light on the other side of the sky.

She suddenly had an illusion, as if all the hardships of the past, the hardships of life, and the past hurts were gradually melting into the hazy white light obscured by clouds and mist.

McCarrou turned her head away and was in a rational state for a moment. She used comfort on herself.

She still wasn't used to the daytime.

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In the manor of Earl Hall

After exchanging pleasantries with Count Hall, Dwayne Dantès, played by Klein, walked towards the center of the crowd holding the cane in his left hand and a glass of champagne in his right hand.

"Mr. Mora, please forgive me, this foundation is not your business alone." A council member scolded the elegant middle-aged man in front of him, "As a member of the Kingdom of Loen, I have We have the responsibility and obligation to participate to the best of our ability.”

"That's right. This is a very meaningful foundation." A nobleman held a red wine glass in his hand and said affirmatively:

"As Emperor Russell said, take from the people and use it for the people."

"If that day really comes, I will actively participate in the related operations of the foundation. Money and food are far less important to us than the smiling faces of the civilians of Backlund."

Zhongli praised politely: "Your kindness and love are as vast as the Honakis Mountains."

He glanced at Klein, who smiled and looked up at the resplendent ceiling above his head.

On the carriage back at night

Audrey sat opposite Zhongli and Klein, her eyes bright, a smile on her lips and she said happily:

"Great! Mr. Pope, Mr. World."

"Everyone is willing to participate in the major disaster emergency fund. It may not be able to prevent the war, but it can minimize the losses as quickly as possible."

The driver of the carriage did not know that Count Hall's daughter was also in the carriage. He just followed the owner's order to send Mr. Mora and Mr. Dawn Dantès back to No. 160 Burklund Street.

"Miss Justice, I hope you will be prepared in advance." Klein took off the hat on his head and put it in his arms, "You should know."

The smile on Audrey's lips slowly disappeared, and she seemed a little disappointed, "Most people didn't take it seriously, they just said it as a compliment to make friends with Mr. Pope."

But Audrey said with some expectation, "There are also many people who think they can participate in this matter and think it is meaningful."

"Although they feel far away. Hmm."

She seemed to be thinking of a word to describe, trying to describe the mental state of these people in words.

"It's like a pursuit, a pursuit of meaning in life, wanting to do something good."

"From my experience," Zhongli seemed to be recalling, his pupils slightly dilated, and the long history seemed to be condensed into an incomprehensible light in his eyes, "The unity of knowledge and action is often the most difficult step."

“What you think does not mean you can do it, and your thoughts at the time may not change in the future.”

"I understand." Audrey's eyes darkened slightly. At this time, she thought of her parents and her brothers. What if it was her parents and brother.

She didn't know what the real situation of the war was like, so she could only try her best to learn fear from the books she had studied in the past, the cold data and the tragedy between the lines, and bring a sense of urgency to herself.

How will the lives of those people change?

The sound of the carriage wheels and the clatter of horse hooves was mixed, and it was very clear on the streets at night. These sounds reached the ears like the waves rolling on the river, and like the coming war.

"Miss Justice."

After a brief silence, Klein spoke:

"This war is also an opportunity for you to be promoted."

"You can try to digest Dreamwalker's potion as quickly as possible."

Audrey smiled bitterly, "It's really an expensive price, I understand, Mr. World."

"Can I know how long it will take?"

Klein thought for a moment, then folded his palms and picked them up from his crossed legs, and compared a number.

"Two months?" Audrey asked tentatively.

"Two days."

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"Oh, this has happened recently." A pirate with a gray beard dragged the blood on the deck with a mop, "You kid, why are you working with me?"

"You belong to the captain."

"Captain's"

His vocabulary is somewhat lacking, and it can't be said that he is lacking, but he just doesn't dare to say this out loud. If those guys in the cabin hear it, his old bones will probably fall apart.

"Forget it." He continued to work hard to clean the clots of blood on it, and took out a sharp knife from his waist to pick out the blood stains in the gaps later.

"You also follow their nonsense, right?" Lu Mingfei held a rag in his hand and was busy working neatly. The area where the rag wiped was smooth and bright, because he secretly cast a spell.

"Old John, why are you a pirate at such an old age?" Lu Mingfei stood up straight and looked at the 'battlefield' in front of him. Because of his instigation, today it was the second boatswain and the fourth boatswain who had a battle. They had a friendly exchange, but in the middle, someone without moral integrity carried out a sneak attack, which caused a melee between dozens of people.

Unfortunately, it was not directly caused by me.

Old John was ordered to clean the deck. This old pirate was almost 60 and usually did logistics work.

Lu Mingfei felt a little sorry, so he took the initiative to clean up with him on the deck. Although Lu Mingfei was a newcomer, no one dared to order him now.

"Can't you retire early?" Lu Mingfei took two steps to the front of the deck and started a new round of work: "Is it possible that you also want to be the pirate king, chasing a unique treasure?"

"Hahaha" Old John stood up straight and rubbed his waist twice, "Retirement, what kind of retirement? I just got on the ship this year and I haven't even saved enough money."

Lu Mingfei's eyes widened and he looked at Old John in disbelief.

"What? It doesn't look like it?" Old John patted the bicep of his arm and said, "I used to work as a boatman in the dock area of ​​Backlund, and I just went to sea this year."

"You're already this old, why are you here to be a pirate?"

Lu Mingfei thought he had been on the ship for many years. After all, the other party had bronze skin and obvious signs of exposure to wind and sun, and his face looked older than normal people.

"Your son didn't stop you?"

He had only heard Old John talking about his son two days ago. His son seemed to be living on the shore.

"Missing." Old John picked up the wooden handle of the mop and continued working, "You know about the Backlund smog, right?"

"He disappeared on the third day."

Lu Mingfei felt that he had stepped on a thunderbolt, but when chatting two days ago, Old John sounded like his son had done something recently.

"where's your wife?"

"Get sick and die." Old John paused slightly and said.

"Sorry." Lu Mingfei secretly slapped himself on the mouth and concentrated on wiping the stain.

"Actually, I have a daughter." Old John walked to Lu Mingfei's side and looked up at the stars and the red moon in the sky. One advantage of being on the sea is that you can often see the stars and the red moon.

Lu Mingfei was a little afraid to answer the call.

"She is very beautiful. If she is still alive, I really want to introduce her to you, provided that you don't become a pirate hahahaha." Old John buried his head and continued cleaning.

"Is it also because of the smog?" Lu Mingfei looked at Old John and remembered the smog incident that everyone talked about at the Tarot meeting.

"Yes." Old John said without raising his head: "My son is missing, my daughter is sick, the dock is closed, I am unemployed at home, and my wife went out to work as a prostitute to make a living, and she also got sick."

"I thought there was no point in living, so I jumped off the pier."

"When I woke up, I was fished out by the boatswain and I have been on this ship ever since."

Lu Mingfei subconsciously clenched the rag in his hand, feeling that the blood flow in his body had slowed down.

"I longed for the sea when I was young, but I have never been to the sea in my life. I have to carry things on the dock every day." Old John sneered, "I didn't expect that I could become a pirate at this age."

"Fate is really wonderful, hehehe."

Old John looked at Lu Mingfei as if he had remembered something, then lowered his voice and said, "Actually, being a pirate has its benefits. The food is much better than when I worked on land, and there is meat for every meal."

"You need to eat more for your small body. Maybe one day hehe, you will be put to use."

Old John laughed obscenely and looked from Lu Mingfei to the top of the main ship, where the captain's cabin was.

Lu Mingfei smiled and continued to squat down and wipe the deck.

The waves beat against the side of the ship, stirring up layers of snow-white spray, and the sea breeze rushed in. The cool wind brought the smell of salty seawater into the nose, as well as the smell of rust left by dried and coagulated blood.