Diablo Destruction
v1 Chapter 1044: Mario and Matteo are actually the same.
Chapter 104: There is no difference between Mario and Madao in fact, it is better to say that the former is more concerned about
\"So, little black charcoal, my father has found a job."
The next day, the three newly picked iron wattles have been planted. This time the soil was directly obtained from the top of Naris Mountain. There is no problem, as long as it is not watered with sulfuric acid...
A trip to Aris Mountain, for me and Jeluka, it takes only half an hour to come up with real strength, but little black charcoal is watching on this side, so I have to look like an ordinary person. It was only in the evening that three iron wattles and a handful of dirt were brought home.
Of course, we did not do nothing during the period, ran to the uncle's blacksmith shop to confirm whether he was serious about doing things.
As a result, it seems that it is the person in charge of the alliance, or should it be said that it is the master blacksmith master in the group of fortresses, the efficiency is high, and when we went, he even sorted out the blacksmith shop he found, Yuya Youzai's wine tasting was held by Erlang's legs, waiting for the opening tomorrow, and he was formally transferred from a blacksmith master to a third-rate blacksmith.
Because of this, the uncle was drinking tears while tasting wine. The hot boy's **** tears slipped into the cup. I don't know whether it was wine or his sad tears.
Then I went to the Mage Guild to see what the Alliance Mage and the Elven Mage had done, but the result was impatiently rushed out without saying a few words, jerk, I am your elder, I'm your prince
However, I still got a message from them: as long as they were given [sleeplessly] for five days, the scheme of the seal magic said that it could not take shape initially, as Jie Luka said at the time, the efficiency was improved by five or six times.
The maid of Huang Duanzi... Could it be that the former mathematician only appeared in legend?
Thinking of this, I was shocked by the current emperor of mathematics.
By the way, I, the alliance elder who just found a job and changed his position from an incompetent father to a capable father, His Royal Highness Prince of the Elven clan, just advanced the salary this month with his uncle.
\"……"
With the clinking hemp money bag in my hand, I was unable to lie down in front of Greo's blacksmith's shop in the oTZ position. Jieluka also sighed with regret.
I knew it was so early, why did it? I really shouldn't be mad at Huang Duanzi's maid. I said that in order to get closer to the life of the little black charcoal, I ended up storing even a gold coin board all over the body in the storage box.
Really, are we two still children? Even in this boring aspect, it is not good, and it is not easy to take the initiative to admit the wrong...No, the wrong is not me, it is Huang Duanzi’s maid, she should bow her head and admit the mistake first.
\"……"
Sorry, in fact, both of us are the kind of stinky kids who have to face and suffer for the sake of big things...
Cough, in any case, today is also a fulfilling day. Just wait for tomorrow to take a little black charcoal to see her father's working environment, let her feel at ease, be a regular child, and don't worry about not having enough money at home. You have to go to work, and if you don’t work, you will be dragged out and sold by the parents of [Human Face and Beast Heart].
Early in the morning of the next day, a family of three ran around in the alley of the group of demons following the address given by Greo.
The guy Greo, who was quite attentive, actually found such a good place.
looks like a narrow and dim alley that only civilians can walk. Isn't this in line with the setting of the third-rate blacksmith? Greo's guy is very good.
I exchanged eye contact with Jieluka, and did not hesitate to praise the uncle, as long as it is related to the word "iron", the guy seems to be particularly energetic.
is just...
Where is the bastard, it has been turned for half an hour, ah, this laneway mark, didn't it just pass by 20 minutes ago?
Soon, we found out that although the location was very good, these narrow and messy alleys were like the cave prison terrain that I walked through during my training.It was not the residents who lived here for decades or even a lifetime. It is impossible to figure out its entire structure.
The most tragic thing is that the uncle just verbally told an address, and did not leave a map, otherwise Jieluka, known as a humanoid navigator, will come in handy.
Even a piece of paper is a valuable item for the poor. In order to avoid doubts about Xiaohei charitable or oral narration, half of the uncle said it was sincere, and the other half was definitely for us.
Then, the uncle who was very cute the moment before was immediately portrayed as a **** devil who eats babies.
\"Dad..."
The little black charcoal, still very timid, was held by Jieluka and me, and suddenly he stepped and murmured.
\"Is Dad looking for a blacksmith shop nearby?"
raised his chin at a very small angle, and the small black charcoal narrowed his eyes hidden behind the water-silver bangs and looked at me carefully.
\"Yeah, yes, I remember it should be nearby, why can't I find it?" I touched Xiao Hei's head and frowned, looking around.
\"If...if it is nearby, I...I may know there is one."
Little Black Charcoal's voice is very clear and very crisp, but it is very low, so low that people think that she is shaking her lips slightly, talking to herself, if it is not a pair of adventurer's pointed ears, I estimate It's really not true.
\"Oh, good, where is my baby girl?" My eyes lit up.
\"Just...it’s not far away, but...but just a deserted blacksmith shop."
seemed to be ashamed of being praised, and Xiaohei immediately lowered his head again, Nuonuo said.
\"Yes, that’s right there. It’s because it’s a new one, and it’s calling for helpers, so dad can find this job so easily."
Listening to the words of Xiaoheitan, I am more sure that it is the blacksmith shop chosen by Uncle.
Although Xiaohei said she was nearby, when she led the way in front of us, we froze about eight bends before she arrived.
\"Little black charcoal, are you familiar with this place?"
I didn’t hesitate when I saw the turning of the small black charcoal. I couldn’t help but a little puzzled. This kind of alley with complicated structure and very similar, there is no ten or eight years. Don’t try to figure it out. The small black charcoal is just a year old now. Look, how familiar are you?
\"Hey..."
Little black charcoal bowed his head embarrassedly, laughed, and whispered.
\"When I have nothing to do, I wander around everywhere, so..."
has bitter for you.
secretly said this sentence in his heart, and gently stroked the head of the little black charcoal.
In that case, it must be like walking with a dead body, without purpose, or even unconsciously walking on the street, is it because you want to find your parents in this way?
However, thanks to the small black charcoal doing this, we only had that first encounter.
A moment later, I turned a corner of the alley, and the crisp sound of metal collision was already heard. There is no doubt that we have found the blacksmith shop Greo said.
\"格……"
When I entered the yard, I saw Greo Nabo with two arms bare, wearing only a single shirt on the upper body, and waving the hammer with a lot of effort, it was completely a pair of mine in my heart.There was no one standing beside the hammer.Naturally, he is now My appearance was also cast by me in advance. As long as he does not take the initiative to release it, it is estimated that there is no problem in maintaining it for three or two months.
Hey, he said that he acted like a third-rate blacksmith, look at this look, this posture, like a third-rate blacksmith can do it?
Looking away from Greo's extremely spectacular muscles, I glanced a lot at the environment, this is a standard, a little bit of money people's residence, inside is a gray hard stone The earthy house, when viewed from the outside, was about 50 or 60 square meters. If Greo lived alone, it was enough for him to roll inside.
Outside the house, there is also a rare yard, which is also a Greo workshop.If a few bare iron poles should be planted without spending money, the group of fortresses can grow this kind of tree. ), a small yard filled with rich people, is now completely emptied by Greeo, piled with charcoal and ore.
Other than that. It was a small forging furnace, a poor little bellows that looked like the old man of Dusk was forced to work, and was being stepped on by Greeo.
There is no way. Don't be too arrogant in front of Xiaoheitan. Wait until Greo finishes this work.
In this remaining time, I was thinking about a problem that I didn't think of.
That's how to call Greo. It doesn't seem very good to call it directly. I don't know how many of them are called Greo, but I dare to guarantee that there are not many people who don't know the name, so I still change it. Good.
So, what is called Mario? Is it Maradoll?
These two names have been brewing in my mind for a long time. Although it is said that in fact, it is either okay to tamper with the water pipe, or take the head to the wall, and picky Mario who only likes to eat mushrooms. Daao, there is no difference, even the latter is harmless to humans and animals, and will not dismantle walls and pipes and destroy public facilities.
Finally, I chose the name of Ma Dao. I always feel that there have been too many infringements recently. If I don’t be honest, I might be called by the police late at night.
Think of the name, Greo... No, it was Ma Dao's work that stopped.
\"Master Ma Daao, you worked hard, you worked hard."
I quickly smiled and lifted the towel, some kind of acting like a messy identity.
\"Well, no need to be polite, just treat this as your own home."
Although there was a bit of confusion about the name of Mardao, Greo still reacted quickly.It was good in his mouth, but he took the towel and wiped it away, and re-sold the sweaty towel again. Throw it back.
Calling the elders of the Alliance, such good things are not often encountered, even the honest Greo can't help but want to be chic again.
For the sake of black charcoal, I will bear it. After this matter has passed, I will immediately dig your **** into the mine for three months.
Seeing Ma Daao's somewhat complacent look, I cut out secretly.
\"Little black charcoal, here, this Ma Daao master is the master of this blacksmith shop."
I waved to the little black charcoal behind me, let her come over, and introduced.
\"Oh, is this your daughter?"
Greio narrowed his eyes and looked carefully at the thin little girl in front of him, a very rare aquamarine was long, the thin body was also very prominent, and his eyes were narrowed. Liu Hai was long enough to cover half of his face.
revealed a timid body from all over her, which made people feel inaccessible, and contained a closed and resistant atmosphere to the world, just like a baby bird with most of her body soaked in the eggshell.
This is a little girl who can save a confederate elder from the burden of carrying hundreds of thousands of lives on his shoulders?
Greo's curious eyes made Xiao Black charcoal timid and stepped back silently, hiding behind his father, holding his father's clothes tightly with both hands, as if Greo on the opposite side was a human beast.
\"Cough, Master Mario, should I work now?"
I coughed heavily, glared at Mario, and looked at nothing, you see, terrified my baby girl.
So, \"happy" handyman career began from this day.
Small Black Charcoal Observation Diary II.
Today is the first day of work. I let Xiaoheitan stay in the yard and play. The purpose is to let her see her father's hard work and completely dispel her previous ideas.
Although the yard was full of deafening jingles and noisy, but little black charcoal did not show a little bit of dissatisfaction.
Think about it, even if it is outside, she is either doing heavy work, or walking like a ghost without a soul in the alley, maybe this kind of [just looking at the back of her father’s work] has brought A very fulfilling feeling.
Imagine it like this, it is really distressing and sad.If you can, I really want to let the little black charcoal live a good life immediately.Like Sisi Ruth Ecole, live a princess's life and wear a princess dress to the training camp every day. Learn.
As long as the missing nutrients are replenished, the hydrating spirits will heal the small and large wounds accumulated on the thin body with healing techniques, and then put on a beautiful princess costume, the small black charcoal must be inferior to Cute little girl with too many twin girls.
Uh, by the way, those eyes are still open. If they can be fully opened, they must also be big eyes as beautiful as cartoons. Maybe they can catch up with the pair of Princess Sanwu.
Speaking of Princess Sanwu, what is she doing recently? I still sent me a very yellow and violent book almost a week later, most of which are based on the Duke of Beasts series.
I think that if I stay for a few more months, I might be able to get a whole set of limited collection of books of the Duke of Beast series.
Cough, the topic is off, this is the observation diary of the small black charcoal. In short, the first day is also very fulfilling. The only uncomfortable thing is that the guy from Ma Dao called out and even wanted to drink. The water will keep whispering, "Ah, if there is a glass of cold water at this time, it would be fine".
Under the gaze of the little black charcoal, I had to bear the load, but it did not make Ma Daoao easy. In the ice water, I added a [delayed psychedelic powder] that was studied by Princess San Wu, just two days ago. The one sent to me in the letter came in handy unexpectedly.
Little Jasmine, I really love you, except for the fact that I like to send yellow books.
By the way, this thing is said to have been studied in the first world of Kurast, using Fini as a test product. I can remember the psychedelic mushroom powder that Sanwu Princess smeared on the crocodile kebab... ).
I wish you a good dream. When I left the blacksmith shop in the evening, I watched our family as the three leaving Ma Daoo, and me who stepped out of the door, the corners of my mouth all overflowed with a smile of satisfaction.
After returning home, the little black charcoal immediately squatted next to the three iron wattles, even if only a tenth of the bugs had to find the amazing courage to remove it, completely told me the day before yesterday. The words are consecrated.
Jieluka is ready to be completed on the side, of course, it is still a million-year-old Morgan cake, and the taste is also unchanging. It is extremely unpalatable~lightnovelpub.net~Since there is already a reason for formal work, it is time to improve the home 'S food, looking at the thin black charcoal crouching on the ground, I thought secretly.
Today is the sixth day since the plan to save the little black charcoal. Everything went well, and absolutely no one will let the little black charcoal lose his young life.
Gently close the little yellow book full of twisted handwriting and grabbed it from Jieluka), I let out a sigh of relief and looked back. The little black charcoal on the bed had breathed evenly and I slept soundly. Jieluka, who was sleeping next to her, breathed slightly, but it was easy to tell that she was pretending to be asleep. It was really a fool maid with no social experience.
Organized the quills with ink sticks, Xiao Huangben and Velas from them yesterday, stacked them neatly, and placed them carefully in the corner of the inventory.
Here, but there is more precious than any superb equipment-precious memories.
In the past few days, things have been messed up in the work, and the news of the layoffs has been released internally. In order to keep the rice bowl, I have to work hard to show my performance. Thanks to this, the previous rhythm of life has been completely disrupted, and the plot has been criticized by everyone. Feeling depressed...
It doesn't matter, there will always be so many times of low life in a year, the monthly ticket is very powerful, Xiaoqi found comfort, thank you, and, try to use the Gintama-style title, don't vomit.
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