Chapter 1043: About father's profession...

Chapter 1043 about the father's profession...
"M...cough, Uncle Greo, forgot to say something to you."
Just a few steps out of the door, I suddenly remembered that I had forgotten to discuss with Greo, so I killed a carbine, and by the way, I could see if I could catch this guy's secret.
"Huh, what's wrong?"
Entering the door, Greo is sitting in danger, a pretending look that has just hidden something turned around.
"Cough... nothing, is there anything else for the elders?" Greo wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while squeezing out his smile.
"Did I just hear it wrong? It seems to be called a nickname like [Ma Daou]?"
"No, you are definitely wrong, Uncle Greo." This time it was my turn to wipe the cold sweat.
Pay special attention, there seems to be nothing suspicious, just a jar of wine on the table is missing. Is the suspicious appearance just now, just to hide the wine jar, and mistakenly my return carbine as the old drunkard who visited the plague? In this way of thinking, I seemed to connect the things before and after, and a bright light flashed in the corner of my eyes, revealing a sudden look.
Although I don't know what's going on, it seems to have been concealed, and Greo was relieved to see this scene, and they both smiled thoughtfully.
"By the way, I almost forgot the purpose of coming back. Uncle Greo, it’s like this. I think that if you want to cooperate, you have to move to another place. You guys can say that you can use illusion to change to other forms, but you In this blacksmith's shop, whoever doesn't know that the entire group of fortresses is Uncle Greo, the leader of the Alliance, if you bring black charcoal here, you will be exposed directly."
"This also makes sense..."
"Yeah, it makes sense, so to say, can you trouble Uncle Greo, let go and find another blacksmith shop?"
In fact, before I finished that sentence, Greo had already embraced his beloved forging furnace, and his mouth made sense, but his behavior was clearly showing that "I will not leave me if I kill it." Resolutely.
"That... didn't you have to discuss it? Even here it doesn't really matter much, and you can be proud to show off with black charcoal: Look, I found a job in the blacksmith's shop of Master Greo, the head of the league, Dad. Great, such as this."
"That's what I said, but the problem is that when I negotiated with black charcoal, the setting was [only mastered some micro-technologies, and was able to barely make a mess in the blacksmith's shop] such an ability, to Uncle Greo, a first-class blacksmith like you Work under your hands, isn't it too fake?"
"That's it."
Probably by the [first-class blacksmith], some of them fluttered, originally a pair of Greo who didn't look like I was killed, showing a look of embarrassment.
"So, with this kind of setting, you can only find a sloppy handyman's job in a humble blacksmith's shop where third-rate blacksmiths are rarely visited. This is the most suitable. Uncle Ou, you behave like a third-rate blacksmith."
"No go no go"
Listening to me, Greo’s embarrassed look disappeared, and he shook his head desperately, holding his forging furnace tighter. What a joke, even a dwarf blacksmith who would be willing to worship the downcast blacksmith to play the role of a third-rate blacksmith?
"Don't be so shy, you can do it. How can a person who is not even a third-rate blacksmith be a master of blacksmiths? You said it's Uncle Greo."
I squinted and vigorously snapped Greo's strong shoulders and smiled.
Greo: "..."
He finally realized the meaning of those words that Kasha had just said. The guy in front of him was not just soft and hard to eat, he was just a gangster with a smiley face, he was able to laugh, and used the seemingly flattering language to let you follow. Xia and Farah, the old gangsters, were ganged together, and even mixed with bright and colorful guys, and indeed none of them were simple things.
"Okay...okay, at least let me clean it up first."
Honest Greio, with a dry, smoked face, nodded with the bitter gourd expression almost crying.
"Doesn't matter in the blacksmith shop?"
"Just leave it to me. There are as many blacksmith shops in the Fortress of Demons, where and which can be used. No one will know better than me. It happens that there is a [three-tier blacksmith shop] empty."
Uncle Greo who said this, his head was blue.
Oh, it really deserves to be a senior blacksmith, if only this enthusiasm is used in alliance management.
In this way, I left the blacksmith shop again with peace of mind, and then...
"Bump", hit something around the corner and fell on the ground with a butt.
I catch
He was about to escape Jie Luka, grabbed her cloak and brought it back.
"I said, Master Jieluka, who picked wild vegetables, you seem to be very busy."
"No...nothing, I'm picking wild vegetables nearby."
Raised in the air, like a panicked animal with his hands and feet and struggling with Jieluka, he quibbled hard.
"I really can't see any wild vegetables that can be picked up nearby, I can't even find moss, bastard"
"I'm looking for a wild vegetable named Life." Jie Luka said flatly.
"Slap", I'll plant cabbage in your head first.
"Say, what are you doing here?"
Seeing that Jie Luka was suspicious, it didn’t seem like I was just here to play and grab it, I couldn’t help but doubt.
"No... nothing, just studying the connection between birth control pills and cucumbers." Jie Luka replied, looking away.
"..."
I have nothing to say about such maidservants.
"Don't lie, say, are you following me." I followed the severe torture of the ghost and forced the confession, and I rubbed it her face.
"Woo Lei Lou is similar... (no such thing)"
It was hard to get rid of my torture, he fell to the ground with a cry, this guy hunched his hips, lifted his chin, and looked at me with his eyes as if he were condescending.
"As His Royal Highness said, I'm just very normal to sell ethics in this neighborhood. It just happened, it just happened."
"..."
Suspicious, full of suspicious breath everywhere, this silly maid clearly wants to change the subject, causing my vomiting instinct and then confusing the past.
"How are you doing, right? Just now?" I asked suddenly.
"Hum...Hum Prince, is it because I want to clap my hands to say that he is handsome, very masculine, or something like that? Hum, of course, if I were ordered to do so as a prince, there would be no choice but to make it difficult. Say that kind of disobedience, but to be honest, this behavior of imitating Her Majesty is really boring, and I don’t think it looks like anything at all."
I:"……"
Jeluka: "..."
This guy, it's really good to cover up the kung fu. I just couldn't see it at all. It turned out that my heart was panic to this extent. It was only a little provocation, and she easily exposed her ideas.
"Oh, that's what it is. I think my manners were just a little bit handsome, and I looked at it, so I didn't even respond to it, so I just hit it right."
I nodded my head and translated Jieluka’s words again, and my cheeks were slightly hot. It was a bit shy to say so, and I said and did it without thinking. Too handsome or not.
"It's...no, what's His Royal Highness proud? Really, he was kicked to death by a hundred horses, and the prince of beasts who peeped into the girl's mind was kicked to death by a hundred thousand horses."
His face flushed with his head down, and Jie Luka turned away with anger, and shouted in anger.
"Okay, okay, let's stop this topic first. I have good news... Ah, forget it, anyway, you heard it just now."
Everyone is shy, so there is no need to fight both sides. I changed the subject decisively and said happily.
"That one……"
The voice of Jieluka's mosquito stammered.
"what happened again?"
"In the second half... I didn't hear at all... Greo... Did you finally agree to anything... I didn't pay attention..."
Even if you are facing away from yourself, you can see that there is thick smoke on her head. She completely lowered her head. If there is a hole in the ground, it may be drilled down.
"Is... is that right? No way, then I will say it again."
Why...why is it so embarrassing even myself? It's all the fault of Huang Duanzi's maid. Why don't you do these things and say these embarrassing things?
After the result of the consultation with Greo and the description of Jieluka were completed, the two men had almost returned to calm.
"In general, we don't have any big resistance now." Jielukasong breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yeah, the Master Guild has promised to help us, and now the league leader Greo will also be fully assisted, and it is up to us two."
"As long as His Royal Highness does not stop doing the same thing as a stupid."
"What nonsense you maid maid, I have come up with a solution." I naturally have to refute the malicious slander of Jeluka.
"Idiots occasionally have flashes of aura."
"Huh, it's not that I'm boasting, but I always flash my eyes." I cocked my chest proudly.
"Ah, I didn't refute this stupid point." Jie Luka's eyes became pity.
"So you can quickly integrate into the fool's family of me and black charcoal."
I opened my arms and proudly announced, stupid? Huh, do you still want to mention this old-fashioned pinch? I’ve been immune to this word for a long time, and it’s not a problem even if I want to shout three long fools on the street
Sorry, I lied, and it's still a problem.
"Don't try to drag me into the water, and don't arbitrarily classify black charcoal. This fool is only you." Jieluka's vomiting is still merciless.
"Huh—what are you talking about? You guys are so proud, I’ve got a job now, but I’ve changed from an incompetent father to a competent father, how about you? You can’t even find wild vegetables. Mother dare to be arrogant in front of me."
"Vegetables or something can be easily found."
"Even so, your future has come to an end. In the future, it will be at best a mother who can pick wild vegetables, and I..." proudly pointed to himself.
"The father who can continue to change jobs, the father who can make a good job, the father who is a blacksmith apprentice, the father who has a higher salary, the father of a third-rate blacksmith who can be an independent portal. A father who cannot be repaid but is chased by an evil organization and has to flee for three years and dare not go home..."
"It seems to have entered a strange route..." Jeluka murmured aside.
"And the ultimate goal is"
Ignoring Jeluka's vomiting, my arm pointed straight at the top of the tower of the Fortress of Demons, the top of the tower of the church shrine, and my eyes announced loudly.
"Transfer to become [the boyfriend's fiancé and husband and so on to die well, I just need to be with my father, father] ah ah"
With that said, I already burst into tears, thinking that one day my baby daughter would go away and fly into the arms of other men. The tears of hate, even if the water level of the Twin Seas rises by one foot, will not dry. Let you take my daughter, no, it’s awful
"It's probably the most suitable form for His Royal Highness now that he has lost his family before the war." There was no sympathetic cold-blooded maid, who showed her poisonous tongue without hesitation.
"Also, what I just said is very dangerous. Sure enough, it is better to grab the prince first."
"Why? What's wrong? What am I doing wrong? Is my daughter accused of guilt?"
Well, I also know how I am now. It is probably the same as being forcibly driven by the police to the police car while shouting to reporters around me that I am an innocent person.
Forget it, a fool like Jeluka will not understand my mood at the moment, and find Carlos to drink booze and exchange ideas someday...
"Black charcoal, we are back."
Going back to the house and realizing the smell of black charcoal inside, Jieluka and I were both relieved by the same breath, showing a relieved smile.
Unexpectedly, when we heard our voice, black charcoal ran out from the inside in a panic, as if something terrible had happened.
"Daddy...Mom...not good."
With a crying cry~EbookFREE.me~ Black charcoal hugged my thigh tightly and looked up, a sigh of emotion could be seen in his squinted eyes.
"What's wrong? Don't worry, speak slowly."
We comfort black charcoal. In any case, as long as the black charcoal standing in front of us is okay, other things are not worth mentioning to us.
"Those iron wattles... withered... withered."
So, the seeds of tragedy brewed last night, sprouted, and when we hurriedly dig out the wattle, it has been completely saved, and the stem is completely corroded by the soil...
Ha, I feel that my usual schedule is completely disrupted. I hope to adjust it again after work tomorrow. In addition, some people finally mentioned the problem of slow progress. Well, finally [someone] mentioned this problem again, but there is no way This is already the style of seven, which cannot be changed, because I know that I have such shortcomings, so seven also has self-knowledge. After a month, I only ask for a monthly ticket to recommend something for two or three times, sometimes only once, but these five or six days On average, I don’t get two monthly tickets a day. In this case, I think I can still complain to you a little bit. Anyone who is familiar with the seven knows how tired it is to work at night during the day and at night. If it’s too high, then there’s no way to go.