It seems like there's still a lot of things left to do, not just school matters, but also having Tieti research the crossbow, checking Pachido's dashboard, the new irrigation method for the plantation area, and the reorganization of the troops in Black Jade Town... It seems like there's still a lot...
"My head hurts. This isn't right. This isn't what's written in the novel. Shouldn't a lord just fight and kill, or find a cute little wife to keep around in the territory? Why do I feel like I have so many things to do now?"
Reborite scratched his head in pain.
"Forget it, there's always work to do. Let's take care of it first... It's broken! I left my alchemist out all day and I haven't even had a proper talk with him. Why are there so many things going on?"
Just as Reborret was about to adjust his mentality, he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have left Zorn aside for a long time.
"Tong, I'm feeling miserable and need some comfort. Can you give me a managerial talent?"
"Thank you for your patronage ×"
Alas, after going crazy, Reborret has to return to normal. After all, no matter how much he ignores the problem, it will not solve itself. Reborret, who is sitting on the sofa thinking, may not realize it at all.
Aiko and the others on the bed had been watching Reborette go crazy quietly for a long time. No one dared to ask or speak, after all, they didn't understand.
However, the only thing that the children could be thankful for was that they could be taken away by this... not very reliable adult in front of them. In any case, this adult at least would not feed them to the monsters as a snack.
Until the next day, Reborrett thought about the development plan of the territory all night, and also thought about how to perfectly resolve the problems here. At least Earl Far would not let him live to the end of his life. After all, his life has come to an end.
"Lord Treborre, you are awake. You are in such a good mood. Breakfast is ready for you. Your two companions are eating. Do you want me to send someone to clean up the room?"
Reborite said with big dark circles under his eyes.
"No, by the way, I'm preparing eight breakfasts. I like these ones in the room very much. I remember Earl Far said that I could choose any slave I wanted. I plan to take these ones with me. Of course, I also want to thank you, Mr. Supervisor, for choosing very good ones for me."
Reborret patted the fat supervisor's shoulder in approval.
"Oh, Master Trebor, please forgive me for making such a fool of myself. This is my humble pleasure. If Master Trebor likes you, please take those slaves away. I have already arranged the formalities for you in advance."
The fat supervisor kept rubbing his hands with a fawning look on his face.
"As expected, I will report this news to the Earl. As long as this matter is handled well, I will definitely be able to make further progress."
The fat supervisor became more and more excited the more he thought about it. If these were not the only few virgins, he would have planned to stuff a few more into Reborette.
After breakfast, Reborret came to Uma's room, mainly because Zorn was there.
At this time, Zorn was still sitting in a wheelchair, quietly looking at the sky outside.
"Dark dwarves rarely see the sky outside."
Reborret walked to Zorn's side and also looked at the scenery outside the window.
Zorn glanced at Reborret without saying anything.
"Can we talk, Master Alchemist?"
Reborrett deliberately emphasized the words "alchemist master".
Zorn looked at Reborret in shock. From the beginning to the end, he had never told anyone about his identity as an alchemist, nor had he shown any talent in alchemy. So how did he know all this?
Is he trying to trick me?
Zorn adjusted his attitude, pretended to be calm and didn't say anything.
Reborret had been observing Zorn. Although his face was calm and he showed no sign of panic, Reborret could see that Zorn's pupils were obviously shrinking.
"It's indeed important to stay vigilant. After all, if you want to live a good life, you wouldn't keep hiding your identity as an alchemist.
But I'm also a little curious, why do you do this? What's your purpose? "
Rebollet kept talking to himself, and the more Zorn listened, the more frightened he became. Rebollet seemed to know him very well. Not only did he know that he was a master alchemist, but he was also well aware of some of his talents. Zorn didn't know what to think.
Who is Reborret? What does he want to do? Why did he choose himself?
These are some of the questions that kept turning over in Zorn's mind.
"Well, now that things have come to this, let me introduce myself to you solemnly.
My name is Reborret, and I am the lord of the Black Jade Territory, south of the Red Dragon Territory."
At this time, Zorn finally looked up and looked at Reborret straight in the eye, and Reborret also looked at him without any hesitation.
"So, what is your purpose, Lord?"
"I simply hope that Mr. Zorn can join my territory, so that you can demonstrate your superb alchemical attainments."
"Why should I show off my alchemy skills? Besides, I'm a cripple now, what can I show off?"
Reborret shook his head and looked at Zorn sincerely.
"I believe Mr. Zorn said this just to deal with me, or to deal with yourself."
Zorn snorted disdainfully and didn't say anything.
"If Mr. Zorn has truly given up alchemy, then why didn't he just throw away the notebook in his arms?"
There was indeed an alchemy notebook in Zorn's arms. Uma had reported to Reborret that Zorn would sometimes secretly look through his notebook when no one was around.
"Tong, is there any way to restore Zorn's leg?"
"It's not made, it's innate."
"Tell me how many source points you need."
"Twenty source points can improve Zorn's physical condition, but cannot enhance his alchemy skills."
After getting the answer he wanted from Tongzi, Reborrett spoke slowly:
"Your alchemy is probably to allow your legs to stand up again like everyone else, right?
So, Zorn, why are you so determined to stand up? Is it because others are mocking you, because your family has abandoned you, or is it simply because you are unwilling to give up?
Zorn listened without saying anything, still looking at the sky outside the window.
"Are there...any cigarettes?"
Uma, who had been standing outside the door, handed a cigarette to Zorn and lit it. Zorn took a deep puff and asked, "How about this?"
"Where did you hear all this?"
"Guess, my guess is basically the same, right?"
"No, you're wrong, because the truth is a thousand times more cruel than you think."
Zoen gave a bitter smile. He didn't know why he was willing to chat with the human in front of him. Maybe it was just because the sky outside was so blue.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com