Evetrona's old stories

Eve laughed and asked again, "Are you his captain?"

"Yes, my name is Laningov." Laningov turned his head, "That idiot's name is Marco, and he's much more famous than me."

"I just got here and I don't know anything. If I knew there was someone like him, I wouldn't be so close to him just now."

"This guy is just a dude." Laningov said: "There are some weirdos in our team. There are two people like him. People who know him nicknamed these three, called 'no one'. Zhengxing three brothers'. These three idiots are proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling, and they will not change after repeated admonitions. I really... Fuck, why did this happen to me."

Eve laughed amused by his words, and she asked, "Then who are the other two? I'll have to hide from now on."

"The other two?" Laningoff said, "One is Tandorf, who looks a bit naive, speaks slowly and does things slowly, and looks honest and stupid at first glance, but this kind of person is the best at deceiving, and the deceived people don't even know that they have been deceived——Let me tell you, he is much smarter than Marco."

"Is there such a person? If you don't tell me, I might really be fooled when I meet him. What about the other one?"

"The other is named Ai Enmo, with black hair, green eyes, and a fair face. He looks handsome, but he is actually a pervert. He likes pretty girls like you. You have to be careful when you see him, and stand still when talking. Stay away, don't be taken advantage of by him."

[90] Winter Wind (Part [-])

Perhaps because of her different status from other knights, Eve was assigned to live in a room in the main building of Schulenburg, next door to the maid Lumixi.Avanna lived in the same room with her. There was originally only one bed in the room, but later the orderly helped to build a bed board, and Avanna slept on it.The room is not big, and now there is an extra bed, it looks full.

Awanna is quite curious about this place, but she always restrains her emotions and never expresses them easily.Maybe it's because she just separated from her family, or maybe it's because she's living under someone else—in short, she's been very obedient since she joined Eve.In fact, Eve prefers the way she was when she saw Awanna for the first time—her vivaciousness and stubbornness from the bottom of her heart.

As the date of action approached, more and more people gathered in Schulenburg.In the last two days, marching tents were even erected in open spaces near the streets.If we count back 20 years, there has never been such a lively time here.

On the night when Eve came, Ainmo was not the one who was sent to receive Eve. The person assigned this task was actually Birch Ryan, a local garrison officer.A week ago, Ross had told these defenders that a "very, very beautiful" young female knight might come in the next few days.This sentence sounded a little exaggerated, which also aroused the curiosity of these defenders, and it somehow spread to Ainmo.

The reason why the three brothers have not been expelled from the Knights is the result of their respective abilities - Tandorf is good at fighting, always rushing to the forefront in battle, and the team members are often favored by him; Marco is popular Well, although he cheats everywhere, he is generous to his own people; and although Ai Enmo loves whoring, he also knows how to abide by the law. In addition, he has a grandfather who serves as a lifelong elder in the East Courtyard.

That night, as soon as Ai Enmo saw Eve's appearance, he knew that the official was not exaggerating.If a man's appearance is both glamorous and handsome, that's an advantage—even if he takes advantage of a girl's family, the other party probably won't feel ill at ease.Especially those young and innocent girls, even if they are frightened and panicked, they still don't think he has evil intentions, because in people's first impression, handsome and beautiful people are always upright, and they are more honest than others. People are more honest and approachable.

Meet for a hug.This is what he planned long ago.For a girl, such a very aggressive behavior usually brings only one of two reactions: anger or timidity.Aenmo is very confident about his appearance, and most of the women he hugged would look dazed and surprised—these are two neutral emotional reactions.A hug may have a negative impact, but if the other party is not angry, then it means that their relationship is actually a step closer, and it is impossible to keep advancing and retreat, and be treated as if nothing happened - this is the logic of Ai Enmo .If the other party pushes him away or slaps him on the spur of the moment, that's actually not bad. Ai Enmo has a lot of experience in performing the image of a victim, as long as the other party shows apology or remorse, the same You can use retreat as advance to achieve your goal.Whether out of anger or embarrassment, when their heart beats faster and their cheeks flush, they risk mistaking it for what could be called love at first sight—a hot, bold, handsome man at one point in their lives. Appearing suddenly, stealing my heart away, and filling the vacancy with happiness, just like in a love novel.

In fact, this is actually a manifestation of hostage complex. They accept the threat of the perpetrator and become dependent on it. When they fall into blind love, there is no cure.

Based on the above thoughts, when Ai Enmo saw Eve showing a dazed expression, he originally thought that his goal had been achieved; when he noticed that this kind of behavior did not actually cause much fluctuation in Eve's emotions, he was puzzled; and when he felt severe pain in his lower body, he finally realized that this girl is really not a mortal.

Eve originally wanted to stop his miss on the spot, but she still thought too simply.A hunter who takes pleasure in conquest will never give up when his prey bites back.So in the past few days, Ai Enmo has been entangled with Eve, always following her around, talking endlessly like a radio, making noise all day long.

After several days of probing and confrontation, Aenmo was actually a little discouraged, because he found that Eve was neither a prey nor a hunter—she was more like a rock, a rock that could not be pushed or pried.

There are two Lanes in Schulenburg. In order not to cause confusion, they both have an extra title-Birch Lane and Catfish Lane.Birch Lane is called Birch Lane because there are two birch trees in front of his house; Catfish Lane is called Catfish Lane because of his big and thick mouth.

These two are local defenders, and their wives and children also live here. Thanks to Klicking's tax relief policy, the locals living in Schulenburg live comfortably—although life is tedious, at least there is no pressure.

Birch Ryan has six sons and four daughters. It sounds scary at first, but his eldest daughter is more than 30 this year, and she also married and had children early-in the frontier area, it seems that there is nothing to do except this. up.

Their whole family lived together, with four generations of grandparents and grandchildren, a total of thirty or forty people.Birch Ryan's youngest son is the same age as his second son's son, both are eight years old this year.The son and grandson are now taken care of by his wife because the second daughter-in-law is pregnant again.

When Eve wandered around the residence, she often saw a large group of children playing around, including a son and two grandchildren of Birch Ryan.Once, Eve was chatting with Birch Ryan on the side of the street, and he called the group of children over and surrounded them.Birch Ryan liked children very much. He gave each of them a piece of dried sweet potato, and made funny faces to make them laugh.He asked them to call Eve "sister", but the group of children screamed like butchered pigs, and Eve had to plug her ears with a smile—they were competing whose voice was sharper.

Birch Lane is a very representative northern man, optimistic and traditional.When he walked on the road in this town, he always held his head high and smiled.The prosperity of the family is something that gives people a sense of accomplishment. The female relatives and juniors all look up at themselves, respect themselves, and make decisions for themselves in everything; he is the head of the family, and he is in control of the overall situation.Such a happy and busy person never asks: What is the meaning of life?Because in his view, being alive is a natural thing - he is content with himself and does not need to find additional reasons for himself to live.

Eve envied Birch Ryan very much, envied that he had a big and lively family, envied that he had a wife who cared about him and a group of juniors who respected and loved him, and envied him for living such a life without contention with the world.

Look at this group of children, raising them is as easy as growing potatoes, throw them outside and they will grow by themselves!

If I can have such a group of children, let them be named Yvesot—meaning Eve's children.Not Harvein or anything else, that is his child, inheriting the only mark that belongs to him now.

But thinking of this, Eve always felt a slight sadness in his heart.She wants to live such a life, to have a family of her own, to have a group of lovely children like herself, but who will give birth to the children? ——It shouldn’t be me, right?

This beautiful dream seems to be just a castle in the air. To truly realize it, Eve must at least marry a wife first, but it just stops there, so the dream collapses, and Eve falls back to reality.

People always call the most unlucky part of their life their destiny, and turn a blind eye to the blessings of God, or take it for granted, and Eve is the same.Evetrona has decorated her life as much as possible, like a mother who meets all the needs of her children, but still cannot satisfy the little wish in her heart.This wish may not be very important, but it always touches Eve's heartstrings inadvertently, as if reminding her, but also as if laughing at her——Those things that she once sniffed at are now unable to ask for them, and they are no longer available. What is lost can never be regained.

In fact, Eve also thinks highly of herself.In fact, both men and women are human beings, and their thinking is essentially the same.If a girl of the same age is asked to think about pregnancy and childbirth, she will also feel confused and even worried—although the starting points of her concerns are different, the ultimate direction is the same.Eve always thinks that she is special, so she thinks very highly of herself, but in fact she is not that special.After so many years, she has all the bad temper that a little girl should have - narcissism, pretentiousness, unruliness, self-willedness, lazy and hard work... It seems that as long as she has such a good skin, she can be liked by anything she does. understand, be forgiven.Just like Ai Enmo who was kicked by her, didn't he say nothing afterwards?When all virtue is concealed under a charming appearance, the behavior itself seems to be of little importance.

What disappointed her the most at this time was that although many people from the Knight Academy had come these days, they were all third and fourth grade training students, and she didn't even know any of them.She really wants to talk to someone now, but there is no good person to talk to, and she is extremely bored now.

That evening, she saw a fire flickering in a clearing west of town, and she followed.But when they got there, they found that there was no fire there, and it wasn't someone who was giving a signal, but a few knights had set up a bonfire there, and the group of people was obviously too idle to panic.

If the town of Rozimi is compared to a jumping stream, then Schulenburg can be called a deep lake lying still.Compared with the people in Luo Town who were drinking and having fun, these people in the north were quieter, and their gatherings and celebrations seemed to be limited to their families.This is caused by years of cold environmental factors, and it is also determined by the serious atmosphere formed by the integration of the military and civilians in the frontier. A harmonious community will always develop a set of survival philosophies exclusive to them.

Eve didn't realize that Marco was among them until she approached the group.She looked around to make sure that Ai En was not here, and then approached them.

Seeing Eve approaching, Marco quickly waved her over.Marco's dancing movements, as if they have known each other since they were born.

"Let me introduce you to each other," Marco said to the four or five people present. "Her name is Little White Rabbit. It's a pity that she didn't wear that ridiculous hat today."

"My name is Eve." Eve glared at him, and sat in the seat vacated by others, "You are really good at talking nonsense."

"Others praise me that much." Marco shrugged, "You just need to get used to it."

"I'll try my best."

At this time, everyone was drinking a cup of hot drink, and Eve asked Marco, "What are you drinking?"

"Do you have a cup?" Marco asked her back.

"Yes." Eve took off the cover of the kettle on her waist.

"Ducama, pour some for her to try, don't pour too much, be careful about wasting."

A red-nosed man beside him responded, and picked up the long-handled pot placed by the campfire.He took Eve's glass and poured her a small half into it.

"Thank you." Eve took the cup and said so, but in her heart she felt that this person was stingy and only poured a little for herself.

The drink was still a little hot at the moment. Eve took a closer look and smelled it, and could smell the burnt and pungent smell of wine mixed with coffee. The liquid looked like hot cocoa, and there seemed to be cream in it.

After cooling off a little, she drank the drink in the cup in one gulp.

With a puff, she spurted out the drink again, and Dukama beside him was also scared and sat a little further away.Eve coughed violently and sneezed loudly several times in succession.

It didn't have the mellow taste as imagined, but a spicy and choking taste, coupled with the disgusting combination of hot wine and milk, which made her spit what she drank back into the cup in one gulp.

Everyone present was laughing, no one wanted to help.

The terrain of Klicking is complex, with plateaus and hills in the north and plains and depressions in the south.Among the knights, there are many descendants of nomads and wanderers. They broke away from the original traditional life, but also integrated local customs into the collective life of the knight order.The descendants of Lomingo like to drink coffee mixed with wine, Modessa people like hot strong tea mixed with sweet spirits, Mochesk steppe people are used to drinking milk mixed with wine, and Sidoron people like the improved southern Colonial traditional drink - boiled cocoa with dried chilies and cream.These eating habits, which were originally unacceptable to ordinary people, finally gathered in the Holy Fengyue Knights and continued to be blended and mixed to torture the stomachs of every newcomer.This wonderful drink eventually became the only designated drink for every knight to go all over the world. No matter whether it is cold winter or scorching heat, rain or snow or sandstorm, a cup of hot drink can always cheer them up or calm them down.They called the drink "Wick Bronmans," which means "a cup of pure energy."

[91] Winter Wind (Part [-])

"Look at you, I said you would waste it, but you are not happy." Marco laughed.

"Are you guys really drinking this?" Eve poured some water from the kettle and rinsed her mouth.

"Is that still fake?" Marco raised his eyebrows.

Eve didn't quite believe it. She picked up the long-handled pot and looked inside twice, but she didn't see anything.She poured some Dukama beside her, and watched him drink without changing his expression, feeling even more puzzled in her heart.Finally, she poured herself some more.

Resisting the urge to spit it out, he drank it. It tasted weird and greasy, like Baileys mixed with hot pot bottoms. It really wasn't a good thing to drink.

"You drink it the wrong way." On the other side, a strong man with a bandaged right hand said, "You should drink it dry, just like drinking cheap spirits, don't taste it."

"Wait until next time." Eve really didn't want to drink this spicy and choking thing today.

In such an age, making friends is very easy.You can bring a bottle of wine, some shredded tobacco, or potatoes just dug from the ground, mix with the crowd, say a few witty words, and praise the beard and boots of the opposite friend, and you will gain a group of new friends who are willing to share.

Perhaps because of the influence of the local atmosphere, the knights sitting around the bonfire were a little dull tonight. It seemed that they could only sit and stare blankly apart from drinking the heavy drink that was blended.

"Say something." Marco said to their companions, "I'm telling you—this lady is very curious, she wants to see how our old knights are fooling around, and you won't act one time?"

"This is your unique skill." Another knight said, "If you don't perform, who will perform?"

"Me? Then I'll perform a 'cheat you a silver coin' first." Marco said, then raised the metal cup in his hand and held it out to the man's eyes, "Bring it here."

"Go away." The man waved his hand like chasing flies.

"Isn't this a unique performance, you should cooperate with me." Marco played a rogue again.Seeing that the man ignored him, he took out two copper coins from his pocket and threw them into the cup.He held up the rattling cup to the group of his companions, and in his perfectly foreign accent, said, "Please!"—several times, so that the soldiers on guard in the distance could hear them.

Eve finally couldn't hold back and laughed.Then she straightened her face again and commented: "Bad job."

Marco grinned. He stood up and squatted in front of Eve, shaking the metal cup in his hand like this, making a series of annoying noises.

"Come on," he said.

Eve knew that she had to go bankrupt again.She threw a silver coin into the cup, and Marco returned to his normal state and sat down in his seat.

"You are such a kind and rich lady. I hope you can find your sweetheart soon." He said.

"You're such a rascal," Eve said.She is not unhappy today.

"Look, this is not a bad job." He took out the silver coin from the cup, kissed it on his lips, and pocketed it. "People don't want to admit that they have been cheated, but they don't want to admit that they are stupid. If the liar behaves stupidly, then you will think that he is like this, so give it to him."

"Aren't you quite self-aware?"

The night in Schulenburg comes early.The bonfire swayed in the night wind, and it must be peeled off. The burnt firewood collapsed and was burned by the flames. Wisps of sparks drifted out and disappeared soon.People trapped the red fireworks in the middle and let them gather into a bunch. Everything else was silent in the unknown darkness. The town disappeared and turned into a lonely and cold desert.Sometimes there will be faint light spots in the distance, like a monster descending from a nightmare, it is approaching step by step, but never a step closer.

Eve sat on the bundle of firewood covered with a tarpaulin, looked at the group of silent knights, felt the cold of the night, and couldn't help thinking about it.She thought of travel and adventure.This kind of imagination comes from a great dream in childhood—for a fortune promised in ancient legends, to save a loved one, and to punish evil and ferocity, heroes with different purposes embark on a journey.All the way they drove away wolves, fought wild bandits, and guarded against evil spirits that deceive people. Now they have just passed through a weird and weird black forest, and they are sitting in this desert at this time, taking a temporary rest and rectification.

The night narrows the space and shortens the distance between people.The knights became a little drunk, and were finally willing to speak.At first they talked about the interesting things that happened during the mission, then they talked about some supernatural events that they claimed to have "witnessed with their own eyes", and finally they discussed whether those talking humanoid races could eat and dare to eat. Don't dare to eat, whether it tastes good or not.

"We should have some music," said the strong man opposite.He shook his drunk companion, but this person just lay on the ground and refused to get up.

"Isn't he afraid of freezing if he sleeps here?" Eve asked.

"El Tanzin is in good health, it doesn't matter." Dukama said, "I remember that one winter, we also gathered together to drink, but this guy passed out drunk on the side of the road. It snowed all night that night. We searched for him all morning and couldn't find him. Then he crawled out of the snowdrift by himself. It was really a disaster."

"It's all about when I was young, it's useless to put it aside now." Eltansin turned over on the ground and said sullenly.

"Hey, where's your piano?" The brawny man patted his face and asked.

"It seems—under me." Ertansin straightened his back, and pulled out a harp from under his body.

"It's really yours." The strong man sighed twice, and put the piano on his lap.

"Tando, can you play with this hand?" Marco pointed to his bandaged right hand.

"That's right, why did I forget about this?" The brawny man raised his hands, quite at a loss.

"Put that thing aside, no one here can play it anymore," Marco said.

"Give it to me." Eve held out her hand.

"Can you?" said the strong man. "It's an eastern zither, and it's not the same as what you teach in school."

"It's the same with minor differences." Eve took the piano, put it on her lap and plucked it a few times, then stopped moving.

"Is there any problem? Can't play?" Ma could see that she frowned, so he asked.

"Maybe I need to adjust the tune. This piano is out of tune." Eve spread the piano flat on her lap, and felt a little bit difficult.

"It's easy. Listen, I'll play a note for you." Lying on the ground, Eltansin groped in his arms for a while, finally found a small harmonica, put it on his mouth and blew it twice Voice.

"Is this your standard pronunciation?" Eve always felt that his voice was a bit erratic.

"Just treat it as it is." Ertansin said, "Maybe it has been placed for a long time, and there is something wrong with the reed, don't delay."

"Okay." After Eve tuned the first string, she tuned the remaining strings one after another.She casually played a small nursery rhyme, and applause rang out from all around.

"It's completely new." Marco praised.

Eve hasn't touched the violin for a while, but now she picks it up again, her hands are very raw, and she can only play from the simplest melody.The Cavaliers drank Wick Bronman and started a new round of small talk.The loose sound of the piano was played low, and the atmosphere was different from before.Eve fiddled with the strings, and she gradually recalled the little tunes that Ross taught her. Although she often played wrongly, after sneaking a few glances at Marco and Dukama, seeing that no one was paying attention, she let go of her hands and feet, and began to play some folk tunes with a faster rhythm.

Marco was still talking about it, but at this moment he finally couldn't continue, he stopped Eve: "Hey, little white rabbit, why are you still playing such a complicated tune while chatting, aren't you trying to make trouble? Also, who did you learn these songs from, the last song "Sandra Woodman"-I remember the last time I heard this song, my grandfather was still alive."

"You have so many problems." Dukama, who was sitting next to Eve, couldn't listen anymore. "He plays so well that you can't usually listen to it even if you want to spend money."

"I can't hear it. Few people know these old-fashioned tunes now."

"So you'll die if you hear it?"

"Okay, stop arguing, I'll play something else." Eve stopped the quarrel between the two in time.

The piano sounded again, this time Eve played the chords.There are very few people playing the piano like this in the northern part of Yuji. Eve slowed down the speed of playing, and weakened the penetrating power of the sound as much as possible.The male students of the Knight Academy often play the piano in this way. They use some flamenco-style techniques to play some chic and beautiful tunes to please the girls.There is a club organization called "Vagabond's Poetry" in the knight training center. The knights of Shengfeng Mountain sometimes teach some skills of wandering musical instruments in the club. Eve also listens to it when she has nothing to do. Although she can't learn it, it's quite interesting to watch other people perform.

Eve was immersed in her playing for a while, and stopped listening to what the people around her were saying.As the night gradually deepened, Dukama next to her pointed behind her, and it was only then that Eve realized that Awanna was standing there.

"Avanna, are you coming to sit too?" Eve moved to the side to make room for her, but Avanna shook her head and stood still.

"Yes, it's really late." Eve stood up, "I should go back to sleep."

"Have another drink before leaving?" Marco pointed to the long-handled pot beside the campfire.

"This...then I'll try again." Eve hesitated for a moment, and finally poured himself a glass, and drank it with her head raised.For some reason, although she doesn't like the taste very much, if she doesn't have such a sip tonight, she will feel a little worried.

Seeing her drinking so crisply, the knights silently gave her a thumbs up.

"Thank you for the harp." Eve put the harp on Ertansin's belly, and left with Avanna.

Seeing the girl's figure disappearing into the darkness, and the knights fell into a moment of silence, Eltansin also sat up from the ground holding the zither.These people looked at me and looked at you, and there was an unexplainable look in their eyes.Marco was the first to laugh, and then the others followed suit.

"Tando, how do you know she can play the piano?" Dukama asked the strong man opposite.

"I don't know if the little girl will, but I definitely won't." Tandorf raised his bandaged right hand.

"Let me ask you, is your hand really hurt, or..." Marco asked him.