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The Benefits of the Ancestors——Zhou Xie Nai III Chapter 54: Dating

After a while, Bogart, who had changed into new clothes, washed himself briefly and got rid of the smell of alcohol, came out apologetically and deliberately coughed twice. "Ahem, Mr. Carlin and Miss Heath are here today.

What do you have to do with me? If you are here to pay back your card, there is no need. Because of that, you don’t need to take it to heart for a small favor." He was obviously a little nervous. "If you don’t mind, um, can we have a meal together?

Lunch.”

"Actually, Carlin and I really intend to return the remaining money to you. We don't have so many other things to do...for lunch. Well, I don't have anything else to do anyway, so let's eat together.

"Although Hitz was a little nervous, he still agreed to Bogar's request.

"Ah, I still have some things to do in my group. Why don't you and Miss Heath have lunch?" Carlin planned to bring the two of them together, but it would be too embarrassing to stay here by himself.

In response to Kalin's very discerning rejection, Bogar said: "That's really a pity." His face didn't have that expression, and he took the card that Kalin returned.

Karin nodded and moved away, leaving space and time for the remaining two people, and prepared to leave.

"Then Mr. Kalin, go and do your work. I won't give it away. Last time, I promised Miss Hitz to try the special snacks in Shuidu, and I just fulfilled it today." Bogar waved his hand.

"You're welcome." Karin took a few steps back, then turned around and separated from Bogar and Hitz at the door.

"Mr. Bogar, it's been a long time. I haven't seen you since that meeting. It's such an honor to meet you again." Heath didn't know what to say.

"This is also an honor for me. I didn't expect to see Miss Hitz so soon. Let's go." Bogar was probably secretly happy, but he still had to keep his face.

In order to avoid embarrassment, the two of them shared their experiences with each other along the way, and the conversation was quite pleasant. They tried a lot of snacks in Shuidu on the way, and had lunch at an ordinary restaurant that was very popular and had the style of a lower-class person.

In the end, Bogar said that he likes Hitz very much, but he knows very well that he and Hitz are not from the same world. But even if it is unrequited love, if one day, Hitz no longer takes risks and there is no one he likes.

Bogar was willing to wait until Hitz fell in love with him, and for this he was even willing to give up his status as a noble.

Of course, Bogar also knew very well that he who had just met Hitz would not be accepted immediately, and might never be accepted. It is estimated that he was not sure whether Hitz had a good impression of him, and he did not have time to plant a good impression and cultivate feelings.

But he also knew that adventurers, especially mercenaries like Heath, would not stay in one place for too long. So he would not and could not keep his likes in his heart but express them, so as to avoid regrets.

Of course, Shiz didn't expect Bogar to be so direct, nor did he expect Bogar's feelings to be so intense. Before the elf could react, Bogar took out a small box that had been prepared, knelt down on one knee, and there it was.

Hitz once confessed his love to Fageni under the trees beside the stone bridge while watching the night.

Hitz had never encountered such a situation before, and his expression was slightly stagnant for a moment. After thinking for a few seconds, the silver-haired girl gave the answer. "Bogar, I accept your confession. But I still have something to lose.

The memory has not been recovered, and there are still many mysteries that have not been solved. I can't stay here now, but when my journey is over, I will come back to you."

"Really, really?" Bogar had imagined countless times of Hitz rejecting him in various ways, so Bogar was stunned. After a long time, "I will definitely wait for you to come back, Hitz.

Just accept this first." Bogar kept kneeling on one knee and held the small box up. To be honest, this was not a good answer, but it also showed his frankness.

"Then I accept it sincerely." Hiz felt that his mood suddenly became lighter, so he smiled. To be honest, this is not a good answer, but as a young girl who has lost her memory, this is also

Her most straightforward way of expressing herself.

"Well, Hitz. I want the painter to draw a portrait for you, is that okay?" Bogar asked cautiously.

"Of course." Hitz didn't mind being drawn, and Bogar really needed a thought.

Let's skip the rest of the scene, because it's too embarrassing... Anyway, it was already after 4 pm when Hitz returned to the hotel, and Bogar did as usual.

In the end, the two people agreed to communicate by letter, and it was a genuine letter. For the elusive Heath, the two parties could not deliver just by sending letters, so they had to use a communication method that circulated throughout the world. It just so happened that this

A little knowledge is satisfied with the books of the Church of the God of Art.

After returning to the hotel, Hitz had nothing to do except hurriedly take over the shift to take care of Nina. After all, this so-called care was just looking after, and in fact there wasn't much to do. However, Sofia asked if she could help her with some elf lessons.

But now she is reading a book.

On Nina's side, from last night to this morning, Sofia and Hitz took turns taking care of Nina. Alexander volunteered to take over the shift in the morning, and after guarding the first shift, Sophia, who had free time in the morning, was replaced at noon, and was handed over to Zate later in the evening.

Although she is not as good as the other two girls in terms of taking care of people, there is no harm in just taking care of them.

After Sofia left the hotel, she took a breath of fresh morning air. She was going to visit the home of the Lingyang Trading Company that she met in the Stone Scale Tribe. According to the address given by the caravan leader, the girl was in Guglas.

While asking people in the city, you can enjoy the beautiful scenery of Guglas City.

It was around ten o'clock in the morning that Sofia visited the person in charge's home. The person in charge was not there, but after explaining the purpose of his visit, the housekeeper said that other scriveners often came here, so it was okay to take a peek at the collection of books.

The number of books in the collection of this person in charge is close to one-tenth of the upper level of the Lamesa Imperial Library, which is extremely large for an individual. Sofia first thanked the butler, and then followed the butler happily to the library to have a look

, on the way I asked if I knew anything about the scrivener ranking list.

Although the housekeeper is not too clear about the ranking of scriveners, scriveners are generally people who do research and record it. It is said that there are also dedicated scriveners for the Wang family.

These collections of books are diverse. Sofia doesn’t have much time, so she can only choose one type to read, or try her luck to see if there is what she is looking for. First, classify them by region, such as Ndigong or Bakato

, and then classified according to time period, such as five hundred years ago and three hundred years ago, there are also literature and history categories. Even unofficial history is a separate subject, but there is no record of folklore.

Because she had only used Destiny Intervention for the first time before, Sophia was deeply impressed by its effects and costs. She became interested in the essence of this spell, and thought of what Alexander once mentioned about the possibility of being her future self.

Maybe it's related to this essence, so let's see if there are any books related to fate, cause and effect, or time.

Sofia, who searched these three categories, found a novel called "The Kiss of Destiny". The beginning of this novel explains the author's hypothesis that the development of all things is predestined as early as the birth of this world.

A person's experience is determined by the person's origin, environment, events and other factors. From a personal perspective, this is extremely random and full of various variables. But for this world

But it is inevitable.

But this book only has the first half. It is the story of a quiet young black-haired magician who is asked by an angry red-haired noble lady to escape from their marriage. They encounter a once-in-a-century war. The boy relies on his incredible luck to fight against the enemy many times.

He escaped from the war in the conflict zone and even helped his motherland repel a critical attack. The relationship between the two people also developed greatly, and it ended here.

Although the plot of the novel is ordinary, the writing style is not bad, but the central idea is too pessimistic. The author did not leave his own name, but used the pen name "Black".

After that, Sofia stayed until four o'clock in the afternoon and gained nothing else. During that period, she probably got used to the scriveners' sleepless nights, and the housekeeper did not invite Sofia to lunch.

Alexander could not be kept busy, so Sofia hurriedly said goodbye to the housekeeper and returned to the hotel.

Noel does not need to go to the mercenary factory to write a report today, and there is nothing else to be busy with. Nina does not need a man to take care of her, so she can spend the day as she pleases.

Since he had nothing to do, Noel thought about it and went to the temple of the Forging God. After all, he took someone else's things. With this thought in mind, the dwarf walked towards the temple alone.

However, Noel, Fageni, and Ryan were separated. After arriving, they were busy trying out the equipment, and they had to carry Carlin's ballista back later.

The blacksmiths here are still busy, making equipment or experimenting with metal properties.

Noel looked for any priests who seemed to be free, and the priests here were also blacksmiths. But if it was just to ask, there were still a few blacksmiths burning furnaces and so on, so there was no need to ask.

What, dwarves? They all look like this.

So Noel found one of the blacksmiths who was burning the furnace who seemed to be more senior. He walked over and started chatting. "Hello, my name is Noel, a dwarf from the Barbarian Mane tribe. Are you convenient now? I would like to ask you some advice.

matter."

"Young men from the Barbarian Tribe are so rare. What do you want to ask?" Now Nuoer's dwarf artifact, the ancestral weapon, was wrapped in white cloth. The blacksmith didn't seem to have heard about Nuoer.

"Actually, I assembled and spliced ​​this by chance some time ago." He took out the artifact that he had put together before and took apart the cloth. "But I don't know anything about it, except that I did it in the stone before."

I saw some fragments in some sculptures of the Scale Tribe. So I came here to ask you, are there any legends or anecdotes related to this weapon?"

The old blacksmith knocked the artifact in shock and then told Noel about it, but it was still the same story he had heard about the weapons used by three dwarf ancestors from different clans during their adventures. The detailed adventure story seems not to have been passed down, which is a pity.


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