Bear Lord Volibear

"Riwen, don't make trouble, there is no other way."

Favna said with a wry smile while untying her apron, and she tidyed her messy hair a bit and took a piece of bread out of the oven.

"If I can, I would also like to relax for a day, but the bear lord of our house left the whole village to me to take care of. Since he believes in me, I can't live up to his trust and let him come back and see a mess. Our home Not just this small house, but this whole village."

"So you are going out too?"

"Well, I'm going to supervise the processing and grinding of those crops, and I have to choose the next batch of seeds. The grain is enough these days. I want to choose a batch of flax or other cash crops for planting. Okay, just make some clothes or read a book with those fabrics sent by Queen Ashe."

"Oh~" Favna touched Ruiwen's head and went out, and Ruiwen extended the syllables in dissatisfaction.

"Remember to do today's five or three questions together. You did half of it yesterday, so you can't relax if Teacher Fox isn't there."

"Ah!~~"

Riwen raised her tone and screamed, watching Favna leave the house, slamming the door shut, returning to the table to vent, rubbing and tearing the bread.

"One or two are really true, Volibear is very busy, Sister Favna is very busy, Sister Faqiona is very busy, I know that you are busy all the time, I know you are very busy, I know you are working hard, and know you are all It’s for this family, but why are you all busy?"

Ruiwen's voice became quieter. Looking at the fireplace in the living room, she seemed to see a big snow-white bear lying in front of the fire in the fireplace snoring, and three girls wading on his soft fur and snoring.

"Riwen also wants to help you, and Riwen also wants you to be less tired. Every day when you see you so busy, Riwen feels so useless."

She ate the porridge bit by bit, looking out the window with empty eyes.

Outside the house is full of vigor and vitality. Everyone is full of vitality and enthusiasm for labor, and there is a harvest smile on their faces carrying generations of food.We must know that in the past, a 1,000-person village produced less than 1,000 tons of grain a year, but after the implementation of the recent rotation-promoting plan, more than a dozen tons of grain were shipped every day, and this number is steadily increasing. , It has almost exceeded 20 tons per day. The ten granaries that Volibear planned in advance were not enough at all, and the heavy grain made them laugh.

Instead of sulking at home, go for a walk.Ruiwen washed the dishes and thought. As for questions about five or three, she didn't give up on thinking about it, and she didn't care about what the fox left behind to harm sentient beings.

Dressing for a moment, she slammed the door and went out, and the two chatting soldiers at the door saw her greeting her.

"Hey, little girl, I'm not catting at home today. I went out and ran. Have you finished the exam? Your sister Favna will be angry when she comes back without finishing the exam."

"I want you to take care of it. I will get rusty all day long, and I will become a bat if I don't get some exposure to the sun. Don't follow me, I will just go around."

The influx of refugees is not entirely a good thing, it has brought a lot of security problems, fighting, robbery, and theft are a lot more. In order to maintain law and order, Volibear needs a large number of soldiers, except for a patrol of 150 people. Outside the team, there are 50 people stationed in important buildings. Warehouses, city halls, public wells and city gates are all key guard areas. There are six people stationed in front of and behind his big house, and the patrol team has to pass through the house five or six times a day. .

Regardless of how prestigious guards are, it’s annoying to see too much. Ruiwen was originally the king of children in the village. With such a crowd of people behind it, the group of children couldn’t get in at all, so she decided to go out and find it by herself. Group of children.

Because of this plan of shifting farming, the whole village can be said to be busy with farming every day. The children were pulled out ten by Ruiwen without an adult watching. A group of children were mighty, holding various fishing nets and rods. We are going to go fishing on the Silver Valley River.

But as soon as they thought of the village, they realized that the front of the village was blocked.

A large group of people groaned, clutching their bruises, lying on the ground at the entrance of the village, surrounded by crowds watching the excitement, and among the group of wounded soldiers, the soldiers roughly pinned a weird sword around their waist to their shoulders. The young man in the cloak tied up.

"Huh, what happened?"

"Oh, isn't this Xiao Ruiwen? Do you want to go out to play again? Have you finished the papers?" The leader of the team is really Mr. Zander, he is a little courageous, but he has the trust of Volibear, so He manages the security in the village.Seeing Ruiwen's resentful eyes at this time, he also realized that he didn't open which pot to lift which pot, and said haha.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that some refugees fight, three or five times a day."

"Fighting?" Ruiwen looked at the moaning people on the ground and couldn't tell which side to fight.

"How many people fought so many people, which side won such a big battle?"

"One person hit twelve people, and all the group lying on the ground lost. I have to say that this man is good at using his scabbard to overturn these people. If he draws a sword, there will be no living on the ground. "

"He is alone?!"

Ruiwen asked incredulously at the vagrant man who was quietly sneering and asked the soldiers to tie him up.

Seeing the soldiers confiscated his weapons and prepared to escort him to the mine prison, Ruiwen was curious to stop the soldier and pick up the wanderer's weird sword.Pulling the sword out of its sheath, under the scorching sun, the weird long sword with its arc pulled out a thrilling cold light.

"That's not a toy, little girl."

The tramp stopped, tilted his head and looked at Ruiwen, who was holding his sword, with a gentle but helpless smile on his face.

"The sword is a murder weapon."

Chapter 39 In a Far Hometown (Part Two)

"Go in, you." The soldiers behind pushed hard, and the fighting wanderer was pushed into the cold and dark mine cell.

"Oh, it's really rude. I'm very conformed. I don't have to be like a thief."

The wanderer patted the dust on his body and said with ease, but after looking at the heavy hammer tied to his feet, he decided to give up today's meditation practice and sit down in a dry position by the door. The door was lucky. The side just burned this torch, and this place was much warmer than the surroundings.

"Finally cleaned up. Although it is considered to be getting rid of those annoying guys, the environment is not friendly. It is a pity that my hip flask was raided. It would be nice if I had wine now."

"Give~"

With a childish voice with a stubborn stubbornness, the tramp was surprised to see a small hand holding his hip flask through the iron cage in his ear. Looking back, a little girl with white hair and firm eyes was dressed. The gorgeous silk clothes that were obviously not ordinary people were standing outside the prison, looking at himself curiously.

It was the girl who seemed very close to the soldier guards just now.

"Aren't you asking for wine, I secretly took your jug ​​over."

"Thanks little girl."

But the wanderer was surprised and surprised, took the hip flask and leaned to his lips, and looked at the girl in front of him with interest.

"Aren’t you afraid of me? Just now you saw how I upset those people. I scared a few children and cried, but you didn’t have any scared expressions on your face. You actually brought me a drink. ."

"What are you afraid of? Are you great?"

The girl asked rhetorically, choking the vagrant coughing constantly.

"Hey, don't I look good? I just solved those idiots without drawing the sword. If I draw the sword, they are already dead."

"That doesn't mean you are great." The little girl didn't know if she was born to like to sing the opposite and continue to choke on the tramp."At best, your sword is powerful. I just saw the soldiers praise your sword. Your sword seems to be very valuable."

"Swords are powerful. But people are more powerful."

He cocked the corner of his mouth and took a sip of wine. The figure flickered by the flames was straight and sharp, with an unspeakable arrogance.

"Bringing bragging. Why are you caught by those soldiers so powerfully."

Faced with this little girl who I didn't believe in, the wanderer's already good mood became a little angry.

"Bringing? Sorry, I only play pipes, not bragging."

He held up his palm like a knife, slashing across the dark cell, the heavy hammer slammed, and slowly rolled towards the depths of the cell with the broken chain.

"You see, this kind of shoddy prison is not half-fettered for me. I want to escape at any time, but I want to be quiet."

"Wow~"

The little girl's eyes seemed to light up all of a sudden, looking at the expression of seeing the baby, the wanderer seemed to realize that he seemed to have done something stupid.