The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

When he first entered Corn City, Charles was thinking, will there be reproductive isolation between humans and orcs?

Now the answer appears, no.

About three years ago, Charles unexpectedly learned from a quarrel between his mother and his father that his father had a beautiful lover in the north.

At that time, Charles didn't know about the demi-human orcs, and he had only seen green-skinned orcs who came to the church to find St. Angel's Mother. So at that time Charles made up a love story between his father and the green-skinned female orc...

Then he looked a little higher on his father's courage.

After her parents were killed, Mother St. Angel gave Charles a private will written by her father. At this time, Charles learned that his father and his lover in the north also had a daughter named "Hongye". It's just that he didn't expect that this aunt and eldest sister are cat people.

The three walked for about ten minutes after leaving the market, and finally came to a gloomy street. The houses on both sides of the street were not lit, and the street lights on the street were not lit, and it was completely dark all around.

A gust of wind blew through, and there was nothing but dust on the street.

There is a lack of stones on the grassland, and the most abundant maple trees nearby are not suitable for building houses because of the sugar content of wood, so the houses of urban residents are basically rammed earth houses.

"This is Lavender Street," Aunt Cat said to Charles. "We live here, but there are hardly any people here except in autumn and winter."

Aunt Cat and Sister Cat's house are located in the middle of Lavender Street. From the main entrance, it looks like a facade. There is no word on the signboard, only a crystal ball on a cushion.

Among the orcs, some high-level people began to give their children humanized names, such as Marcus, while most of the lower-level people still named their children according to the simple habits of the past.

During the conversation along the way, Charles learned that Aunt Cat and her name were Coriander, and Sister Cat's name Hongye was what the residents of the prairie called Maple Leaf.

When Aunt Cat opened the door, Charles saw a small blackboard next to the door that read "North Prairie, heavy rain, slightly cool".

Walking into the door, a strong scent of incense rushed towards him. When the candles were lit, Charles saw that this was a large hall with two rooms separated by thick curtains. There is a cash box with a slit on the top and a few chairs next to the door of the front hall. Through the half-opened curtain, you can see a low table in the back hall, with a purple cushion in the middle of the low table. There is a crystal ball the size of a volleyball.

Aunt Coriander said to her daughter, "Ye Ye, go to the kitchen to prepare some snacks. I'll talk to Charles."

Hongye nodded and left through the side door of the front hall.

Charles was taken to the back room and sat on the cushion in front of the low table under the guidance of Aunt Coriander.

Then Aunt Cilantro used the key to open a drawer at the bottom of the shelf on the side, and took out a box from it. After being seated at the back of the low table, she put the box in Charles's year. Charles also took out a box of the same style and placed it in front of Aunt Coriander.

Neither of them spoke, they quietly opened the box, then took out the letter inside and read it.

There are two letters in the box in front of Charles, one is for Charles and the other is for his sister Mira.

Charles opened his own letter and saw his father's handwriting appear on the parchment.

"Charles, my dear son, if you read this letter, it means that I am no longer alive.

Please don't grieve for my departure, I have prepared everything for this.

Fifteen years ago, the prairie encountered famine. One day after Mother St. Angel and I were transporting grain to Corn City, I came to Lavender Street in my spare time and walked into a fortune-telling shop.

It was Coriander who gave me the first and last divination in my life.

She told me that the result of the divination was that I would die of some irresistible cause during the period from the birth of my son to the age of adulthood.

Charles, please don't blame yourself for this. Divination is like this, the answer is very vague, your birth just happened to be used as a reference.

Later, your grandfather and I analyzed this incident and came to the conclusion that this incident was related to the upcoming demon war.

I don't know if I have a chance to tell you about the origin of our family. If not, you can ask Miss Elizabeth about it.

Besides, our family has a secret. This secret has never been cracked for more than 300 years.

Our family has been studying culture and doing business for one generation, in order to study this secret and try to find other clues in business.

For the specific content of this secret, you can ask Her Majesty Queen Victoria, and the password to ask is 'Eat durian without spitting out durian skin'.

(Durian is a fruit that only grows in the sea of ​​elf trees in the South, and it tastes delicious and guarantees you will never forget it. This is what my father told me, and now I tell my son, and I hope you will tell my grandson too. )

I hope you will explore this secret hidden in the depths of history when you are an adult.

If a war with the demons breaks out, I hope you go to the east to escape the war. If you're going to participate, it's best to unravel the secret first.

Finally, there is an ancestral motto that the McGarden family has always kept secret that you must obey: Don't believe in any gods.

You can use them, but don't sacrifice your faith for them. Remember.

Mira has already violated this ancestral motto, but please don't blame her, because she didn't know anything at the time. No matter what, she is your sister whose blood is thicker than water.

Also, please take care of the coriander and red leaves, I owe them too much.

Burn after reading"

A flame emerged from the brazier, and Charles watched the beating flames silently.

On the other hand, Aunt Coriander also read the letter brought by Charles. In addition to the letter, there was a stack of dowry for Hongye in the box.

When the fire in the brazier went out and Charles mashed the ashes, Aunt Cilantro asked, "Is it an accident or a conspiracy?"

Charles replied, "Elizabeth said it was a conspiracy, and I trust her judgment."

"Who?" Aunt Coriander's voice was as cold as winter?

"Ellen Bischberg, the fourth prince of the Bischberg kingdom," Charles said. "He proposed to sister Mila before the incident, and he was rejected."

Aunt Coriander left, and the room fell into silence, except for the occasional "crack" sound when the candles were burning. The light is constantly beating with the flame of the candle, and the pattern of the tapestry on the wall is extraordinarily mysterious under the changing light.

Suddenly, Charles noticed something strange on a tapestry on the left wall.

Charles jumped up like a slime, then went to the tapestry to take a closer look. There are many patterns woven with gold threads on the tapestry. When the light changes, a group of patterns can be seen from the reflection of the gold threads at a certain position.

Charles sat back on the cushion, patted the mask on the forehead, and said to himself, "I knew it would be like this."

At this moment, Aunt Coriander came back with a roll of parchment. After sitting down, she opened the parchment and read: "Ellen Bischberg, the fourth prince of Bischberg Kingdom on the north bank of the Great River, was born in 1903 in the divine calendar and is 16 years old this year. He was wise since childhood and was three years old. After reading hundreds of books in the royal library, half a year later, he taught himself to cast his first magic. At the age of eight, he hunted an adult Arashi bear alone in the mountains. At the age of ten, he joined the Adventurer's Guild, passed the guild assessment immediately, and then formed a team of adventurers to hunt monsters everywhere. . Highly suspected of being a reincarnated hero."

Charles listened to the enemy's information for a long time without saying a word. Why do other traversers have golden fingers? Either they have money or they can fight. And I only started stabbing wild slimes when I was eight years old, and everyone else has killed bears! What about your golden finger? ! Are you smuggling yourself?

He obediently didn't ask Aunt Coriander where the information came from. He believed that if the other party wanted to let him know, he would definitely tell him.

"What are you going to do next?" Aunt Cilantro asked Charles.

"Get stronger and avenge yourself!" Charles replied.

"Do you need my help?" Aunt Coriander continued to ask, "I can find someone from the Demon Race."

Charles hurriedly shook his head and refused. He didn't want to give the other party an experience spree.

"I'll do it myself," he replied, "and Elizabeth will exert pressure on Bischberg through diplomatic channels."

After being silent for a while, Aunt Coriander said, "It's fine if you have your own ideas. If you need help, you can contact me."

Then she stood up and took Charles to the outside, "Go upstairs to eat, I think you should be hungry."

In good weather, the inhabitants of the northern prairie are not short of meat, butter and various dairy products. In addition to the free-range chickens in the pasture, there is no shortage of chicken and eggs. It's just that there are not many grains here, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is mostly grains, and wheat flour is a luxury. In addition to a few fruits that can be grown on the edge of the grassland maple forest, there are only dried fruits and preserves brought by some merchants. Therefore, people here generally use less meat to entertain guests, but use a variety of pastries with dried fruit and candied fruit.

As a fortune teller, Aunt Coriander's family's income is still considerable, so it's okay to greet Charles with luxury goods.

While the younger brother was talking to his mother, Momiji started making snacks for his younger brother in the kitchen.

Because Charles had been expected to come, Hongye had been kneaded together with flour, noodles, goat milk, maple syrup, and eggs the day before, then added butter and kneaded evenly again, and finally put it in a cool cabinet to ferment Good old dough.

The raisins in the jars have been soaked in wine, the candied apples and peaches have been cut into small pieces, and the thyme picked from the wild has also been washed and chopped.

Next, Hongye mixed and kneaded flour, goat milk, yeast, old dough, raisins, candied fruit, thyme and butter. After fermenting for 30 minutes, kneaded again, and then proofed for 30 minutes.

During the rising and resting period, she mixed eggs, flour, and maple sugar into a thick batter, and then spooned them into a baking pan on the fire to make small round cakes the size of fingers one after another.

After the biscuits were made, she put the dough into the oven to bake.

When Charles was dragged out of the bathroom by Aunt Cilantro, the savory bread was baked.

While eating the bread, Aunt Coriander said to Charles, "We don't have any spare rooms here. You can sleep with Ye Zi tonight. You don't have to worry about the lawsuit tomorrow morning, just leave it to me."

Hongye said happily, "Charles, tonight you have to tell me the story of sister Mila."

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