"Kang Ding, the Lord of the City also wants to do it for your own good."
Roland comforted Kandin softly.
"I know. The teacher really does it for my own good."
Kanding just nodded and said slowly in a low voice: "I know all this."
There was no tremor in his voice, and there wasn't a tear in his eyes. But Roland could still see Kandin's sadness.
"I understand, Cantin."
Roland patted Kandin's shoulder gently, sighed and sat next to Kandin.
"I can see that, Kandin, you are burdened with many things," Roland's tone was soothing and calm, "Although others rely on you and you have shown your strength at the right time, I can see that
Bring out the softness in your heart.”
Kandin turned around in surprise and looked directly into Roland's plain silver-gray eyes.
He stared at it for a long time, always feeling an inexplicable familiarity.
Then Kanding suddenly realized.
——That's the look I often see when I look in the mirror. It's the look that carries something heavy.
Before Kandin could say anything, Roland picked up the neat row of wine under the table and poured himself a bowl.
"Wait a minute, Bishop Roland, that's not..."
"I know. This is not mead, it's dwarf aged wine, right?" Roland looked at Kandin in a funny way, "I can tell just by looking at the bottle. You can't even think of keeping such a good wine privately."
As he said that, Roland poured a full bowl for Kandin. He held the cup and nuzzled at Kandin, gesturing for Kandin to pick up the cup: "Come on, descendants of Loda Khan - don't let me do this."
The half-goblin looks down on you."
"Hahahahahaha...Okay! Okay!"
Kandin held the wine glass, looked at Roland blankly, and then suddenly laughed out loud.
Kandin's laughter was too bold. The sound was neither pleasant nor elegant. Only a rough and low laughter could be heard.
But his laughter is full of joy. Just listening to his laughter can't help but raise the corners of your mouth.
The knights and Honor saw Kandin leaning on the table and laughing from the second floor, but after seeing Roland sitting with him, the Templars immediately retracted their dissatisfied expressions.
Honor led the knights to the side hall for dinner very wisely, without disturbing Roland and Kandin's interest in drinking.
It has to be said that this woman with fiery red hair is not half as careless as the mountain people. Her cautious words and deeds have been perfected to an excessive level.
Kandin's laughter lasted for half a minute. Because Roland poured too much, even with Kandin's body control ability, some dark brown wine spilled out of the small bowl he was holding while laughing.
Liquid, hidden in his equally brown skin.
"Thank you, Bishop Roland..."
"Call me Roland," Roland smiled softly, "Even though I'm so young, I should be older than you... If you don't mind, I'll call you Brother Kandin."
"It's all up to you, brother Roland."
Kandin said as the two clinked glasses.
Roland raised his head and drank a bowl of wine the size of an adult's fist without hesitation. Kandin was no exception.
The lubricating wine unexpectedly aroused a fierce reaction in the tongue. The strong irritation spread directly from the throat and spread to the back of the head, and then an extremely strong swelling sensation made Roland's eyes light up, and a numbing sensation came from his scalp.
Feel.
At this time, the spicy feeling on the tip of the tongue had turned into a thick aftertaste. The fragrance rushed back from the throat to the nasal cavity, and a warm current slid down Roland's chest like a line and spread in the abdomen. Thick
The warmth in turn spreads throughout the body.
It is indeed a good wine. Unlike the home-brewed mead, which is more like a drink, this is more like the wine in Roland's impression.
"Come again!"
The previous bottle of wine was poured into two bowls and only one bottom was left. So Kandin took out a few more bottles of wine from under the table. He uncorked one of the bottles and poured it into the two bowls.
After a while, the two of them drank three bowls of wine in a row.
Although at their level, they are basically no longer drunk. However, drinking will promote sex talk - at least sex talk between men. This is basically true everywhere.
After three cups, Roland's face showed no change at all. But a faint blush could be seen on Kanding's dark brown face.
"To be honest...Brother Roland, you are different from what I imagined."
Kandin said softly while pouring the wine.
"What's different?"
"To put it bluntly - at first I thought you must be a very hypocritical person. Just like those little Titanic lambs. I didn't expect you to be a very cheerful person."
Kandin smiled sheepishly.
Roland just shook his head in a funny way: "After all, I am a half-goblin. People always judge people by their appearance."
"That's right...judg a book by its appearance."
Kandin suddenly fell silent for a moment, then turned to pour Roland a drink.
And Roland didn't speak. He just looked at Kandin quietly, watching him pour himself wine without saying a word.
After the bottle of wine was poured out, Kandin spoke slowly and said in a hoarse and low voice: "Actually, I quite hate the Titans."
"They are always hesitant when they speak. They don't dare to say what they want to say. They always point it out to you in roundabout ways... I am a rough person. I don't understand these things very well. I always don't understand, and then I get laughed at.
"
"I don't quite understand. Why can't you be more direct when speaking? Wouldn't it be better to just say it directly if you have something to do? If it's really for someone's good, tell him in person, or do it directly - people are not fools, they can always see
Come out."
"And if you really have any evil intentions, you deserve to be kicked in the back. If you dare to do it, you have to admit it."
Kandin stared intently at his wine bowl, his own appearance reflected in the dark brown wine.
He was silent for a while, and then his voice became calmer and softer: "To be honest, I used to hate that boy who knew how to make bread. I don't even know his name now, because at the time
When he introduced himself, I really hated that fake smile, and I didn’t really listen at all.”
"After I moved in, I wanted to kick him out every day. Because just as I guessed, he also had a soft voice...it wasn't the kind of voice you have, Brother Roland, but the kind of voice that makes me want to kick him.
He can speak well, but he insists on trying to learn the Titan dialect. Hehe, it’s as if he doesn’t have the blood of Loda Khan on his body.”
"That kid hangs out with Lim every day, telling random stories. He's just like his bread. It's expensive but has no use. The only meaning is to get it from someone who doesn't understand anything.
Cheating money from children.”
"The same goes for his wife. She is a spoiled businessman's daughter who is used to eating and drinking. She is picky about what she eats at night. She also said that drinking mead at night is bad for your health, and that she drinks it every day.
Eating meat is not nutritionally balanced... We do this every day and don't see anything wrong with it. It's just hypocritical."
"And they don't know how to take care of children. They panic when the child pees and don't know what to do. They also get anxious and yell when the child cries. They can't do anything well, they can only make things worse, and in the end they have to let Huo Na
I'll help them."
The expression in Kanding's eyes was very complicated. He held the wine bowl and stared at the dark brown liquid as if looking at someone's face.
Then, he picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp with Roland.
Smacking his lips, he opened another bottle of wine and slowly poured it for himself.
While pouring the wine, Kandin muttered in a vague voice: "But how happy they live."
"Although that boy can't do anything well, at least he loves his wife enough. His wife can't do anything but eat, but she never smiles once she loses sight of the boy."
"I hate them very much. But they are innocent... They don't deserve to die in this damn weather. They could have lived well. But now everything is ruined."
Kandin put the wine bowl back on the table, covered his face tightly with his hands, rubbed it hard twice, and made a vague sound: "Who should I blame? The teacher? Those innocent children? Or this damn weather?"
Then he held his forehead with one hand and sighed deeply.
Roland was silent for a long time.
At first, he planned to recruit Kandin through drinking, but now Roland doesn't want to do this anymore.
Kandin now is, in a sense, more like a child than Roland.
He was too pure, which made Roland a little uncomfortable.
Moreover, the current Kandin is not the enlightened Kandin in the future. For him, family is a more important thing.
Slow down for now. Wait until the monsters invade...
Roland gave up his initial idea, patted Kanding on the shoulder, and picked up the wine bowl: "Respect this cruel world."
"...Respect this cruel world." (To be continued.) For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net