The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

The latest website: Not long after the autumn harvest, the snow this winter is almost half a month earlier than in previous years.

As a result, people on this continent are busy. Many people have not stocked up enough firewood for the winter. In some places, there are even situations where torches are used to cut down trees overnight.

However, the people in the fish-smoked village did not panic at all. Everyone's firewood room was already full, and the kang was on fire.

Wearing a warm down jacket, the old village chief stood on the bank with a cane and instructed the villagers to remove the big waterwheel by the river, so as not to be crushed by the heavy snow.

In fact, the old village chief didn't know how to command, just kept shouting "be careful" and "be gentle", and the crutches in his hand swiped in a circle, and everyone thought he was pointing at them.

Near noon, the middle-aged village chief of the neighboring village came over in a carriage with several wooden boxes and two wine barrels.

"Uncle Grandpa!" The middle-aged village chief came to the old village chief and smiled brightly, "We have finished cutting the firewood, now return the chainsaw."

The old village chief gave an expressionless "um", and then asked him, "You didn't break it, did you?"

"No no!" The middle-aged village chief shook his head like a rattle, "We're paying attention, it's definitely not broken!"

Unexpectedly, the old village chief's face froze, and Wei Wei said on his birthday, "You used to say the same thing when you came to my house to wet the bed when you were a kid."

The middle-aged village chief shrank his neck and said in a buzzing mosquito voice, "One of them accidentally fell... oops... don't hit... don't hit... it still works!"

The old village chief was a soldier when he was young, and he still has some skills in cutting people, and hitting people with hardwood crutches hurts a lot.

He took a few hits and let out a bit of air, then slammed his cane on the ground with a "dong dong" sound, and roared angrily: "Our village Ayi and Artoria have great prospects. They have become kings and queens, and they have not forgotten. We, specially sent people to send these good things back."

"What would they think of us if they knew that we didn't take care of us, did they treat them as outsiders and throw their things around like garbage?!"

"Just because of your frizzy temperament, you still want me to find Ayi to help you find an errand, let's dream about you!"

The villages nearby here are all related to each other, and the old village chief has no pressure to scold the village chief of other villages as an elder.

The one who was scolded did not dare to refute, and could only smile with a smile on his face, scolding himself secretly in his heart, if it wasn't for the two corpses floating on the river back then, and I didn't want to worry about it, how could this big good thing happen to this village? on the head.

At this time, a carriage came and waited by the side. It was the bald head of the downstream village. When he saw the old village chief finished scolding, he immediately said: "Brother calm down, I don't know why you beat this kid a few more times."

"That... the chainsaw can be borrowed, your granddaughter is still waiting for firewood."

"Oh, you said why this winter came so early this year, what would happen if your great-grandson froze."

Before the old village chief could reply, there was a cry from the river.

I saw an anti-gravity van approaching from the lower stream and soon reached the river bank.

Soon someone saw who was driving from the windshield, and immediately shouted excitedly: "Ayi! Ayi is back!!"

The old village chief ignored the other two and rushed over immediately on crutches.

Charles got out of the car and said hello to the villagers he knew. Seeing the old village chief coming, he hurried up.

Who knew that the first sentence of the old village chief's meeting was: "Why did Artoria not come back, is she pregnant?"

Charles slapped his face twice, and immediately said, "I have a few sheep from the grassy beach in the north in my car. I brought them here for everyone to try, and I will arrange for someone to slaughter them."

So the old village chief immediately ordered people to move the sheep, and the other two villagers came up to say hello cautiously.

When the old village chief came back, Charles asked, "Is the house I used to live in now?"

"No, no!" The old village chief replied hurriedly, "Let's keep it. My kid went to clean it a few days ago, and the water tank in the firewood room is full."

Charles nodded and greeted the two people who got out of the car to follow him, and then went to the old wooden house with the old village chief.

Following him here was a young boy of fifteen or sixteen, and a six-year-old little loli.

Charles said to the old village chief: "They are the children of a businessman who came to us to do business. The businessman died on the way. I think they are poor brothers and sisters. I just came to see them today and took them with me."

"The young man can do some carpentry work. You can see his craftsmanship and let them stay if it suits you."

The old village chief replied, "Okay, it just so happens that a barrel in my house is broken. If he can fix it, he will stay."

"You go home first, and I'll get the bucket."

The old village chief left, and Charles called the young man to his side and said, "That's all I can help you with. It's up to you what happens in the future."

The young man said moved: "Thank you for the help of Duke Yongri. When the eldest lady is an adult, I will do whatever you need me to do. It doesn't matter if you kill me."

The little loli twisted the hem of the cotton-padded coat with both hands, made a dress-lifting ceremony of a noble lady, and said at the same time: "It seems that your Excellency is saving your life."

Charles shook his head slightly in his heart.

The two of them ran from the Miksil Demon King hiding in the tobacco box, and applied for political asylum as soon as they arrived.

After inquiring, Charles learned that the little loli was the only remaining daughter of a large family. This family originally had a conflict with the Demon King Miksier. During the reign of the pseudo-king, the whole family died, and she and the family served for several generations. The little carpenter escaped.

As for why the pseudo-king failed, they still had to flee the mainland after the restoration of the Demon Lord Miksier, and Charles "hehe".

It can only be said that the fisherman can do everything, and even the Janissary can become an organized bandit, and it is not surprising that the pseudo-king kills some of his political enemies.

Charles finally said to them: "You will be brothers and sisters in the future. You can live your life as you want in the future. I can only help you here."

Although he was familiar with Demon Lord Mixil, he still couldn't do anything like handing over a fugitive from political struggle—and he was only a six-year-old child—to die.

Perhaps it was because the Demon King Brida took away most of the pseudo-king's harem, and the Mixil Demon Lord might be using them to test it out. It is better to drive unimportant people to other continents than to completely wipe out his reputation.

The young man's carpentry level is good. When the old village chief came with the broken wooden barrel, he was grinding the tools left by the previous carpenter on the whetstone, and then selected suitable wood from the pyre to repair the barrel skillfully. .

That night, the villagers held a mutton feast on the small square. In addition to mutton, there were all kinds of smoked fish on the long table.

Charles came back this time mainly to see how the village was doing, and to do market research at the same time.

While drinking the good wine he brought back, the old village chief said drunkenly, pointing to the down jacket on his body: "This dress is so powerful that even the lord wants to spend ten times the money to buy it."

"I definitely won't sell it. How can I sell the things that Ah Yi gave me?"

"This clothes is just a little bad. You should add two layers on the inside and outside. If it's dirty, you can change the outside. You don't need to worry about the soft inside."

Only then did Charles realize that the old village chief was wearing a down jacket that he had commissioned a caravan to send not long ago, with a thin linen cover sewn on the inside and outside.

He thought about it too. I'm afraid this dress will become the old village chief's heirloom. It is foreseeable that down jackets will be a luxury for ordinary villagers for a long time. It is impossible not to cherish them well. Not surprisingly.

Charles took it down and asked, "Are these chainsaws any good?"

The old village chief replied, "It's easy to use. This year, the firewood in our village is ready at once."

"It's just that the magic core is used a little too much, and the magic power is a little slower, but it's not a big deal."

"But ~www.readwn.com~ It's a little troublesome to oil those places. It's good to remove a few things."

Charles nodded again, this point went back and asked the manufacturer to improve it. The user's cultural level is limited, so it should be as simple as possible.

He can't do anything if the magic power is replenished slowly. The purity of magic elements on this planet is low, so he can only take it slowly.

This is also the case with magic lights, but everyone has no nightlife, and the lights are turned off early, so the problem is not that prominent.

The most serious problem is the use of magic vehicles. The power tricycle in the village once went to the town to pull smoked fish and lost its magic power on the way back, and finally invited a horse to come back.

If this car hadn't been sent by A Yi, the villagers would have said something weird.

Charles recorded these feedbacks one by one, and when he went back, he arranged for the relevant departments to find a solution, and he would also participate in the research.

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