The meaning of rice to Sury is...
"That is something that cannot be discarded!"
No one could take Sully seriously when he said this, because even his green eyes, which usually did not reflect anything, could clearly reflect each grain of rice.
Roy watched and laughed softly, then raised his eyes and instructed Lan Zhe: "Quick, write this down."
Lan Zhe looked at him with a strange look.
Even though they all came back to this small building together, Roy should know that he kind of dislikes him. How could he still order him around so calmly?
Roy noticed what Lan Zhe meant by his eyes, but he raised his eyebrows disapprovingly: "Don't you expect to see Egbert, who always hopes to be noticed by Sully, find that he is not even as good as a bowl of rice?"
I really want to...
The former Son of Light's sick condition had become well-known, especially when he became ill in front of Suli.
People always see Sully, who usually has a blank expression on his face, making all kinds of unconventional expressions.
Very interesting.
So he actually took out a pen and paper and wrote down "Sully's love for rice is unstoppable" after adding too many prefixes.
"For some reason I feel like I'm seeing the recorder beside the Pope." Lan Zhe said after his pen tip paused.
Suli mechanically turned his head to look at Lan Zhe. Normally, a child of his age would ask curious questions such as what happens in the daily life of the Pope and what the recorder records.
However, is Sulina a normal child?
"Don't you have anything to do every day?"
Is it too idle?
Look at his house now, why are there more and more people?
Others, however, responded, "It's nothing to do" or, "My job is to take care of/protect you."
Sully: ...
A little numb.
Before we knew it, everything in the house had been shared among three people.
Lan Zhe cooks, Mark cleans, and Roy is responsible for his safety.
Cyril, my only good partner, also started writing after returning.
When asked why Cyril started thinking about painting, he said in a long and tedious way: "During the days when I was dealing with the aftermath of the Ziso Town incident, Brother Egger kept looking for me and asked me when we could complete the deal we made a long time ago."
God knows Cyril has forgotten all about it.
The main reason is that he doesn't think a normal person would spend 100 gold coins to buy a "worthless painting".
Suli asked him innocently, "What's the deal?"
"It's the deal that wants to draw you kicking the quilt when you sleep, and when you kick your foot against the table in the morning, with tears in your eyes. Of course, there are other custom pictures. But the deal terms given by Brother Egg were fixed by him. He said it was 100 gold coins per picture, with no upper limit."
Suli said in disbelief: "Good fellow."
The face was cracked.
However, his focus was not on how outrageous this play transaction was, but rather...
After all this time, it turns out that the poorest person in the family is him, who only earns 15 gold coins a month?
"Give me half." Sully looked at Cyril with a serious face.
Cyril deeply understood the true meaning of some of Sully's actions, so she said what Sully would have said if it were him.
"Why? Brothers should be clear about the accounts."
"I will sue you for infringement of your portrait rights."
"Sardina has rules but no laws."
The City of Mercenaries is comparable to a small autonomous country, and that is why Euphia has the right to "sell" a house to the Dark Saint Lanzhe.
"It's above the city of Sadina. Since it's a city, there must be a country above it. If this country doesn't have laws regarding portraits, then I promise that I will get this thing out." Suli said seriously.
Cyril looked at him in disbelief. "You would do this for 50 gold coins?"
"You are kidding me." Suli pretended to be disdainful. "One note is 50 gold coins, 10 notes are 500, 100 notes are 5,000, 1,000 notes are 50,000. If you round it up, I don't need to do anything. I can make money just by lying down."
Cyril: "You've spoken your dirty thoughts!"
Lan Zhe had a headache, wondering what was going on with the education of these two children.
Even the Son of God of the Dark Church knows that now is not the time to discuss dividing the spoils, cough, dividing the money.
"You should think about it now. Is your behavior really right?"
"Cyril, do you think it's appropriate to trade your best friend's portrait? And Sully, have you ever thought that Egbert would hang your portrait all over the room and then sleep peacefully on the bed in the middle?"
"Don't you think that's a bit too much?"
Sully and Cyril looked at Lan Zhe's eager expression as he tried to educate the cub, and said decisively: "Any hesitation would be disrespectful to the gold coins/money!"
Lan Zhe stood there in a daze, doubting his life.
Cyril was ready to compromise and share the spoils.
The question is, if he really insists on not giving Suli money, is it really possible that he will develop to a deeper national level and come up with a law related to the right of portrait?
Cyril complained, "Sully, you are really obsessed with sending me to jail." At the same time, he said, "40% to 60%."
Suli: "I'm six and you're four. And adults should all deeply understand what it means to hold the Codex in the left hand and the Holy Sword in the right hand."
Cyril: "You wish. Besides, Lan Zhe has said that a level 1 monster can kill you, so why do you think that the so-called holy sword in your hand can hit me?"
"Then I'll take seven and you take three."
"Won't I be getting less and less this way?!"
"Or else don't do this business. If we are brothers, we should be poor together. Or we can split it 50-50, no discussion!"
At the bottom of the food chain, never give up.
Cyril gritted her teeth and agreed.
Lan Zhe was discussing with Roy: "I think they need to go to the Elemental Academy to study for a while. Although most of the teachings there are useless, with so many people of their age, they should understand what is normal for children of their age to do."
Roy spread out his palms. "Sully was originally the librarian there. He earned 15 gold coins a month, but he supported Egbert and Cyril for a long time."
Lan Zhe immediately showed an expression that said: "This child is so miserable."
And asked sincerely: "Does Egbert feel guilty when he spends his money?"
"Ha, as far as I know, Egbert is an idiot who confessed everything about his situation just a few hours after meeting the young master. I deeply doubt that he dragged a child into such a big incident as a betrayer. No, I am sure that the idiot did not consider that the young master might be in danger because of this incident."
Roy became a little unhappy when he said this.
Even though everyone already knew that Egbert's head was filled with the water of the ocean, Roy was now sincerely unhappy about some things that had happened in the past.
Asking is double standards, even if Roy wanted to silence Sully at that time...
But what does that matter? The one staying with the young master now is Roy.
It would be best if the unfortunate child Egbert plunged into the dark church and could never climb out again.
Roy thought maliciously.
Lan Zhe: …………
The Dark Son, who had always believed that there was something wrong with him, now felt from the bottom of his heart that the problem was not with him at all, but with everyone around Sully.
Everyone!
Logically speaking, the popes of the Holy See have worked hard for many years, but they have never seen the people around them believe in them to the same extent as the people around Sully do.
So what does Suli rely on?
In the sight, the child with green eyes and platinum hair was saying frankly when Cyril looked depressed: "It's not shameful to make money."
"In life, the prerequisite for being noble is to have enough money to afford it. Otherwise, you are just poor and have little ambition but still like to act."
Since returning to Sardina, Sully no longer had to face the prospect of Egbert rushing out to record his words at any time, so he relaxed his vigilance and indulged his habit.
At this moment, Sully said casually: "The so-called adult reality means seeing clearly what is missing around you, and while praying for money to make up for and improve things, you still dream of poetry and the distance."
This is not to preach to Cyril. Sully's own habit is to mutter a few words whenever he has nothing to do, and most of the things he mutters are some expressions that can be applied to himself.
But to other people, it always seems too profound.
In addition, people including Lan Zhe would think that no matter whether Sully is twelve or thirteen years old or in his seventies or eighties, he should not have such a high self-consciousness.
Because human beings are the kind of strange creatures that will unreasonably elevate everything they do, give it a meaning that does not exist, and then let themselves accept and recognize that they are amazing.
The most common thing in this world is to magnify one's own strength and ignore one's own weakness.
But Suli is not like that.
This is not due to the peculiarity brought by zero element affinity, but something of a higher level that cannot be easily figured out.
He always accepted his weakness in the elements calmly, and was never stingy with praise and surprise when faced with the strength of others.
Never jealous or hateful.
It is so strange that I feel I cannot understand it. But I feel lucky enough to be able to observe it.
Suli is like a strange creature that knows the essence of human beings well, trapped in a human body, and then describes to the onlookers an indescribable thing that is neither human nor beast, closer to God, but not God.
That is true.
It is something that is taken for granted by Suli, but is never valued or acknowledged by others.
Lan Zhe whispered, "Just think of it as, the perversion of that Egbert guy is not enough to sever our friendship."
Then, with a more matter-of-fact attitude, he took out a pen and paper and wrote down all of Suli's words.
And he had a good reason...
This is all for friends (shock).
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