My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 406: Reasonable Use of Land

PS: Lost heart, angry, wrote three chapters a night, 9,000 words.

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It's just that Kerall had lifted her hand, rough as it was, before she got a response from Koros, but it was a respectful pair of hands. A gentle kiss on the hands of this esteemed lady turned the 40-year-old into a big red face.

“Wow, that's awesome.” Estelle looked at Joshua with her face: “Is this how adults say hello?! ”

“No… I think it's just a unique way of saying hello to this Mr. Kerall.” Joshua smiled bitterly and said, "Is this Holy Ten really strange, or strange? His problems are all seemingly common sense problems, but even if the average person knew something, he didn't, and now this strange courtesy, he didn't do it to Estelle and Koros before, presumably because both girls were underage and younger than him?

Joshua thought so, but suddenly his heart jumped, not knowing the world, the wind, the great grandeur, the magic, the hospitality and kindness, but he did not have a common sense of ordinary life.

This person...

Isn't it royal?

Just as Kerall perceived Coros as royal because of his own breath and acute observation, so did Joshua because some of Kerall's common sense was inconsistent with the continent and deduced what he believed to be the most reasonable inference.

Powerful guard, own knowledge, magic, elegance, talking and temperament.

Together, Kerall is obviously a little more royal than Colosseum —— no one would suspect a good temperament, but an orphanage girl is royal!

Even Kerall had to admire the amazing move of growing up in an orphanage that not only nurtured her ability to be self-reliant, but also sharpened her will, provided her with a lot of shelter before adulthood, and allowed her to avoid a lot of pointless pouring and crushing before adulthood was exposed.

The man who set it up used the human mental blind spot to throw a path at Khlos - although he didn't think much of it when he set it up, he simply thought it would protect her, but it was undeniably a trick.

“Sarah, hurry up and come in.” With a red spot, Mother Teresa greeted everyone with a shyness, when the children had already divided apples.

But thanks to Kerall's previous relationship with Kram, Kram left them half of his conscience.

Half of them didn't eat enough for Kerall, but apparently Dean Teresa was happy with the kids' understanding.

The poor orphanages like them can only eat this combination of snacks or dinners once a week or so.

While it would be okay to entertain them, it would undoubtedly increase the financial burden on their orphanage.

Mother Teresa is not the one who starves a bunch of children for facial reasons, and her willingness to do everything for these children does not mean that she has no dignity, which is human beings, contradictory human beings.

“Thank you, Miss Teresa.” Khlos smiled and said that she was also well aware of Dean Theresa's difficulties, so she did something on their behalf: "Our friends were just interested in the orphanage, so they just came to sit down and they were going to spend the night in the city. ”

In other words, it's not eating here. Relaxed, Theresa was still a little embarrassed, embarrassed in front of a friend of the child, Koros, because she couldn't do it.

“Well, with all due respect, do I observe that your orphanage is somewhat underfunded and inoperable?” Keiral's words have changed colors for both Koros and Teresa, and it's a little too much to say that he doesn't reveal the curse, he doesn't punch people in the face.

“Oh, I'm sorry, I just wanted to make a comment.” Kerall's smile was very irresistible, and the two of them, hostile and disgusted, did not feel comfortable slowly relaxing their share of embarrassment when they saw Kerall's smile.

Dean Teresa is really embarrassed by money.

And Koros was so tight because Kerall was insulting her memories.

But Keiral's smile is not vegetarian, and the Knight mainland doesn't know how many women fall on the harmless smile of his animal, a gentle smile, and a little tender in the corner of his mouth, enough to break the hearts of most ordinary women.

“Don't know what you have good advice for?” Dean Teresa looked at Keiral not as if he was being sarcastic or showing off his inferior character, but as a polite requestioner, she looked at Keiral, ecologically peaceful and neutral, without any expectations or leaps to try, merely to continue the conversation.

The ability to raise a princess with the duties of an orphanage director is truly remarkable, at least in character. Kerall sighed softly, but then a new question arose in Kerall's mind —— how could he have grown up in an orphanage with a princess and a princess's manners?

After these questions were left, Kerall just smiled slightly and lightly lit his fingers on the table.

This habit, which has been around for a long time, was first developed because of his young age, so that those arrogant knights could not help but look at the hints of action, then gently guide the bear children in their classes, and finally a signal that he was going to speak at the meeting to draw attention to the following points.

With this move, Kerall has obviously changed that light, cloudy temperament in front of everyone, but has become a lot heavier.

The kids went out to play, so the house was full of grown-ups —— if the magic continent was 17 years old and a grown-ups, yes, it was a grown-ups.

“With all due respect, ma'am, there's something wrong with the way you run your business.” Keiral's fingers knocked gently on the table again, without making a sound, but those familiar with him should understand that this was his point before he made his long speech.

“First of all, ma'am, you should own the land.” Kerall asked the question back.

“Well, this is the last treasure my late husband left me. Is there a problem?” The other party hesitated to ask.

“Your treasure...” Kerall smiled: “Then this road probably won't work. ”

“What does this road mean?” Khlos is the one who cares most about this issue among the people in the room, besides Dean Teresa.

“In fact, the first road I prepared was actually very simple," Kerall made a slight pause, revealing a strange smile: "Just a little stir up the view in the city, so selling the land or building a house here for the rich is a good choice. ”

“This...” Dean Cross and Teresa glanced at each other with a strange look on her face.

“Looking at your faces, I don't know what happened, but something interesting happened.” Kerall asked with a smile.

“Yes.” Mother Teresa nodded softly, "You're a real beacon, in fact, your proposal that the mayor had once approached me to modify the villa here, in the vicinity, for the reason that the mayor had asked me to find a big house to house these children indoors, but I refused, considering that we didn't have a source of livelihood when we moved to the city, and that this was a place with countless precious memories. ”

“Ha!” Kerall applauded. “You're a smart, touching woman. That's a wise choice. ”

“Where, you're flattered.” The other side was embarrassed by Kerall's exaggerated praise.

“True, lack of a source of livelihood is one aspect, but I think your bigger concern should be the love and precious memories of this land?” Keiral's words gave Teresa and Koros a nod that they couldn't help but agree to.

“So my first plan just went away, too.” Kerall doesn't hide his failures. This brilliant style is admirable. How the hell could this guy do something so clean to acknowledge his failures?

“So let's talk about my second rule.” Kerall's smile on his face has been so gentle and gentle, but now he's quietly bringing up a bit of arrogance, and it looks like Theresa's current situation has inspired him to be proud of being a wise man.

“Make reasonable use of your land.” Keiral's words make Teresa a little strange.

“Isn't that reasonable?” Estelle asked that she had been practicing outside for some time, and to be honest, she had never seen a more rational use of space than this little estate - even the fence was blocked by rows of wooden frames, which were topped by plants like vegetables and onions and ginger garlic in the sun.

She used to have a bigger, wooded estate at home, but obviously, compared to here, it was scum.

After seeing it here, she rose up for the first time - so much for life! The idea.

She had no idea how to save her life.

She looked at Joshua, and Joshua's face was also an expression, incredible, incredible to believe that Kerall could save anything else.

So did Khlos, Theresa, just standing outside the window watching what's going on. Mikasa is calm, she doesn't understand anything. She's more focused than anyone else in the room. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)