The Troublesome Hero Among the Heroes

Just when Linda came to the tea party in the back garden to explain her textile base plan, it was a scene of in a frenzy labor in her territory.

"Tristan, don't be lazy, get the last basket of tiles!" A one-armed middle age person standing on the roof shouted at the bottom of the house.

Under the feet of this middle age person is the last small area on the roof where no tiles are placed.

"Mark Uncle, the tiles are coming!" Tristan on the ground lifted a basket full of tiles to the roof with a long bamboo pole.

After receiving the last basket of tiles, Mark continued to move towards Tristan and roared: "You go now and prepare things for the mountain tomorrow. We will go early in the morning. I have had enough sleep. The taste on the floor!"

"Okay, Uncle!" After Tristan replied complied, he put the bamboo pole on the ground and ran into the newly built house.

The mission of this sturdy bamboo pole has not been completed, and it will function as a clothes drying pole in the future.

When he walked into the house, Tristan felt unprecedented satisfaction. It was he and his family who helped the dwarves build it.

Tristan’s ancestor was Knight, but he returned to the ranks of common people when he passed on to his parents. His father and Uncle brothers played their lives in the army in order to return to the Knight class, but his father died when he was very young, and his Uncle Mark retired after he was injured and lost an arm. .

The disability pension can barely survive, and the difficult time before the death of Mark and Tristan’s mother almost ran out of their family property in order to allow Mark to heal his wounds and Tristan’s mother.

The two nephews and uncles who depended on each other took up their weapons and walked into the deep mountains and old forests to live by hunting devil beasts.

Although Mark broke an arm, his strength is pretty good. With the help of Tristan's bow and arrow, the two uncles and nephews can work together to deal with the slightly stronger devil beast.

A few months ago, Mark’s old comrades found them and persuaded Mark to start a new life in the factory of His Royal Highness Linda.

Mark agreed. He and Tristan left the mountain village after packing up their luggage, and visited an old comrade on the way.

How do you think that his old comrade-in-arms was killed when he hunted the devil beast a few years ago, leaving only one daughter.

After obtaining the girl’s consent, their three people embarked on a journey to a new life.

It’s just that Mark thought about waiting two years for that girl named Isolde to be old enough to marry her inheritance, but he didn’t want to be given the early bird catches by his nephew on the way. the worm.

Mark had no choice but to bear it.

When Tristan and the others first arrived here, the fence had just been cut in half, and the residential area was still a construction site just started.

Mark pulled out his homestead from the wooden box with his remaining hands, and then took Tristan and Isolde to help the dwarf build his own new house.

Mark is a disabled soldier, so the purchase price of the house is 50% off, and the remaining money can be paid off in installments within ten years, and they can help to build the house and reduce a part of the cost.

Now the house is built, but the furniture still has to be prepared by yourself.

If Mark hadn't brought all the silver tableware handed down from his family before leaving home, they would have had trouble eating during this time.

Now their dining table is a pile of bricks, and the chairs are three small piles of bricks. Tomorrow they will have to go to the mountain outside with a few carpenters to chop wood to make furniture.

There is a hint of aroma in the room, the smell of toasted black bread wafting from the kitchen.

"Isolde," Tristan yelled moved towards the kitchen behind the house, "has the bread been baked?"

"It will be ready soon." In the kitchen Isolde replied, "The water is ready."

After seeing the food in the woods tomorrow, Tristan began to sort out the weapons and equipment stacked in the corner of the front hall. .

There was a "boom" outside the house, the roof of the house was sealed, and Mark on the roof jumped directly from the top carrying a basket.

When Mark walked into the room, Isolde took the baked brown bread from the kitchen to the front hall.

"Isolde, you can start to work tomorrow. You can't help with furniture," Mark said.

"Okay, Uncle." Isolde replied.

When they first arrived, Tristan and Tristan assigned future jobs. Because these two were still young, the factory personnel department assigned them to the chicken farm that provided food for the factory. Field work.

"Hello, is anyone here?" someone shouted outside the door.

"Please come in!" Mark roared outside.

A youngster walked into the room. He was wearing a scholar robe and holding a wooden board with parchment and a feather pen in his hand. A small bottle of ink was hung on one end of the wooden board.

These youngsters are all impoverished students invited by Linda from City of Knowledge. They can get a lot of money after working here for a year. If they do well, they can still work in Linda's territory.

"Tristan and Isolde are both here, right?" the young student asked.

"Isolde and I are here." Tristan replied.

"That's it." The young student said, "The factory has organized an evening school, which allows you to learn writing and arithmetic in the evening. I don't know if you are willing to go."

"Do you want money?" Mark asked.

The young student smiled and replied: "Anyone who works here can study for free." Almost all the people he visited would ask this kind of question.

"Go go go, go both!" Mark quickly agreed to help the two young ones, and Tristan and Isolde were nodded there non-stop.

"Okay, I'll write it down." The young student drew two ✔s on the parchment, "The school will start soon, and there will be a special notice when the time comes."

As soon as the young student walked away, another female student asked at the door: "Is Mark there?"

The female student walked into the room and asked Mark "Is your right hand flexible?"

"You can kill a bear!" Mark seemed to feel underestimated. He waved his right hand and yelled.

The female student asked again indifferently: "There is a job in the factory that you should be able to accomplish. Are you willing to do it?"

Mark frowned and asked: "Go and carry things?"

"No." The female student replied, "It is said that as long as the hands can stir the circle, it can be done."

"It won't be for me to go Fetch water?" Mark remembered the wheel used to fetch water from the well.

The female student shook the head and said: "No, this job requires a lot of people, and will not let so many people fetch water."

Mark thought for a while and said "I’ll agree to it first, and I’ll do it for a while."

"Ok, I’ve written it down." The female student drew a ✓ on her parchment, "When the work started, we I will inform you."

Mark absolutely didn't expect, his decision changed his later life.