Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

Then a second loaf of bread appeared in his sight.

Since these things are usually stored on the other side of the [door] by Tavernaar, they are not too dry and have not been frozen hard. It's a talent.

"Where is your home, if you drop by, we'll take you back together."

While Nast was chomping, Pantalone got up from the fire, walked to Nast, half-bent down, and asked with a meek smile.

"No need." Nast swallowed what was in his mouth, his expression firm: "I haven't found a way to break through the wind and snow boundary wall, so I won't go back."

Pantalone's slightly opened eyes revealed an imperceptible hint of sarcasm, but it was still the same smile, and his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he was a little distressed:

"But without food support, you can't last long here alone..."

Nast showed some embarrassment on his snow-white face, "So, I hope I can borrow some food from you... Don't worry, I will definitely return it when I go back!"

At this time, he looked at Taverner again, as if he was waiting for Taverner's answer.

Obviously the only ones who have been talking to him all this time are Arechino and Pantalone, but Nast's questioning object at this time is Tavernal.

It seems that in his eyes, Tavernall is the one who makes the decision among this group of people.

"It seems to be asking you." Dadalia reached out and poked Taverna's shoulder, reminding him in a low voice.

Finally, Tavenal, who had been sitting by the fire reading a book, raised her face, and the sparks reflected in her icy blue eyes, as if two torches were lit, and the two tones of cold and warm merged at this moment.

She looked at the boy, her eyes swept over the boy's hair color and pupil color.

White hair and blue eyes, but they are quite different from my own, and Yuanyuan has no sense, so it should not be the case of a younger brother or sister popping up again.

Speaking of which, after Tavernar gradually understands his own origin, he can be regarded as clear about the resources he needs to spend to build himself. This kind of consumption may not be a big deal for the gods, but for the mortals under the gods, it is almost nothing. It's working miracles.

And so far, she has encountered two such miracles.

She didn't want to run into a third one.

Looking at Nast's expectation, Tavernall said flatly:

"Food is limited, we didn't bring much with us this time."

Nast became anxious, "I don't want a lot, just a little, just the kind of food you just had, and I will pay you double in the future!"

"How much is very little?" Tavernall looked unmoved.

Nast reported a specific number, then turned into his pocket, took out something similar to a badge, and showed it to Tavernall in his hand.

"I am a member of the White family, you can completely trust that I am capable of paying the reward I promised!"

This sets out the information?The hearts of the three executive officers moved slightly, and they all kept quiet, waiting to see what Tavernall would do next.

"The White family..." Taverner closed the book in his hand and stood up, "Then I suggest you go with us, if you die here, wouldn't I even lose the two pieces of bread I just lost?" They can’t get it back.”

While she was talking, she walked slowly and stopped at a distance in front of Nast.

"As for the resources consumed on the road, I don't need you to return them twice, just add a little to the original value. The White family should still be able to do this, right?"

"If you... just want to get paid, there is no need to be so troublesome. Take this to the market, and you can get enough food."

In desperation, Nast directly took out another shiny crystal, only the size of a thumb. Looking at it with the elemental vision, he could find that it was filled with ice elements, and the purity was very high.

A few seconds after taking out the crystal, Nast felt a little regretful. What if the other party wanted to snatch it directly? His father had always taught him to be careful when walking outside, especially to be wary of those who don't look easy to mess with.

And Tavernall, in Nast's view, is undoubtedly not easy to mess with.

Chapter 312 Becoming a Villain

But Nast couldn't see the greed on Tavernal's face.

There was a touch of indifference in those ice blue eyes throughout.

Even the snow crystal that can bring the dying Xue Ling back to life cannot shake her.

Under the gaze of those eyes, Nast's originally messy thoughts gradually calmed down, and rational thinking re-occupied his brain.

Perhaps, receiving the reward was just an appearance, and the real intention of the other party was to make him give up exploring the snow and wind boundary wall.

It's just because I'm afraid that he won't listen to my good words, so I take this method and force him to go home.

"Are you someone sent by my father?" Nast suddenly had a bold idea, and the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

Arechino: "..."

Pantalone: ​​"..."

Dadalia: "..."

The three of them were speechless, what was going on in this man's mind.

At the beginning, he was regarded as a bad guy who wanted to kill him, and then he was sent by his father. The imagination is really rich.

But they still didn't make a sound, watching Tavernaar's reaction calmly.

Since it's for the purpose of collecting news, it's better not to answer this kind of question at all, so if you like to make up your mind, let him close the loop logically.

Tavernall thinks so, and does so.

"For your own life, I advise you to go back with us."

Nast became more and more convinced of the conjecture in his heart. Isn't this answer the default?

"Okay, you found it anyway." Nast twitched the corner of his mouth in disbelief, "Otherwise, it won't be easy for you to go back."

Tavernall nodded, "You just need to figure it out."

She turned the pages of the book again, walked back to the fire, "Departure tomorrow."

Seeing Taverner's indifferent attitude, Nast frowned.

Even though he was an illegitimate child, he was still a member of the White family. The Xuelings would treat him more or less politely, but the other party didn't even bother to look at him.

"You can stay here tonight. By the way, we still have some spare clothes. I'll bring them to you later. The one you're wearing is too thin." Arechino still looked like a kind big sister.

There was a difference in treatment, and Nast's face became hot, and he stuttered a little.

"Thank you, thank you, but no need, our Xue Ling is different from you, we are not afraid of the cold."

"And before... I woke up hot..."

He scratched his cheek with some embarrassment, and was moved in his heart. Although he was a human being, he was much more friendly and easy to get along with than that Xue Ling.

Pantalone shook his head slightly, and another ignorant boy was blinded by the appearance of things.

He went back to his original place and sat down, with his tea set by the fire, and now that the hot water was ready, he began to make tea again, not forgetting to pay attention to the conversation on the other side of Arechino.

So he heard Nast ask a question without hesitation.

"By the way, what's your master's name?"

"???"

With a shaking of his hand, some hot water spilled out, and Pantalone's glasses seemed to have slipped a little.

The friendly smile on Arechino's face could hardly be maintained, "Who are you talking about?"

"Your master." Only then did Nast notice that the expressions on the faces of the few people were not quite right, "Um...is it convenient for you to say it? Then you don't have to force it."

Dadalia was the first to hold back, "Hey, let me tell you, which one of your eyes can see that we are her servants, and it's fine as servants. It's a bit too much for servants."

As soon as he said this, Nast became even more confused, and glanced at everyone with a seemingly incomprehensible look, "Otherwise, how did you come out of the hearth area, wait, did you sneak out?! "

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it, quickly covered his mouth, looked around, stared at the four people nervously, and was ready to run at any time, if the other party wanted to silence them.

"Alas—" Pantalone sighed, glanced at Dadalia, silently expressed his helplessness, then looked at Nast, and decided to save it.

"We haven't said anything yet, you've settled the crime first. At first, it was a bad person, but now it's someone sent by your father, and now it's sneaking out of the hearth area. Your way of judging is too arbitrary."

"I..." Nast looked embarrassed, and what the other party said made sense. Could it be that he really misunderstood, and there was actually something else hidden?

Pantalone was satisfied in his heart, but on the surface he had a wry smile that you finally realized, and a look of wronged grievances. He continued to strike while the iron was hot, and gradually made Nast's words self-doubt.

"I'm sorry...I was too impatient..."

He even forgot about the status gap between Xue Ling and the human race, and began to apologize.

Then at this moment, Tavenal raised her head from her book again, and said in a neutral voice:

"Forget it, what's the trouble, it's just a little information, I'll just flip through it and remember it."

Pantalone's expression froze for a moment.

It's too early to say if you have this ability.

Then, Nast suddenly felt that the atmosphere of the cycle became terrifying.

The elder sister who had been kindly asking him about his health just now gradually turned cold, and looked at him as if she was looking at a dead person.

Although the gentle black-haired man's expression didn't change much, the smile on the corner of his mouth somehow gave people a cruel feeling, which made people shudder.

And the young man who had been sitting by the fire grinned, his malice undisguised.

Although Xue Ling is not afraid of the cold, Nast still experienced the feeling of falling into an ice cellar.

psychologically.

"You guys, you have something to say, my father is the elder of the contemporary clan, you have to think clearly—"

He was not very confident enough to emphasize.

In this kind of place, even if he died, it would be difficult to find him.

Wanting this place, Nast was heartbroken, and pinched the finger-sized snow crystal in his hand, "At worst, I will die with you!"

Pantalone winked at Arechino, who was the closest, and signaled him to find an opportunity to snatch the unknown crystal to avoid complications.

Although Arechino couldn't understand why Pantalone was squinting and winking at her, her rich experience still made her make the same judgment.

Taking advantage of Nast's inattentiveness, she had snatched the snow crystal in a flash.

Tavernall snapped his fingers, and an arm made of ice popped out of the ground, grabbing Nast and making him unable to move.

"Take it easy, young man, just answer a few questions for us."

Tavernaar propped his chin with one hand, and calmly spoke lines that fit the temperament of the fools and villains.