Mrs. Macaroon seemed to be a little anxious, and nodded hurriedly: "Yes! I understand, I...I will definitely let my husband tell me as much as possible!"

Ai Luo smiled slightly and said: "Very good. As long as you can understand me, then I can also understand you and your wife. Then... well, it's not too early now. I'll go cook first. Since Coco agrees, you can

If you want to go shopping in our town, I won't make it difficult for you."

After appeasing Mrs. Macaroon, Airl grabbed the hen and stood up and walked to the kitchen. But just when he rolled up his sleeves and planned to start handling everyone's lunch, he saw Mrs. Macaroon standing silently at the door of the kitchen.

, looking at this place.

Ai Luo looked at the hen in his hand and the kitchen knife next to him, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said, "You should understand that I won't let you touch our guild's food, right?"

Mrs. Macaroon was stunned for a moment, but after a while, she finally showed some understanding and left silently.

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The ordinary day passed quietly, and after the busy day ended, the tranquility of the night once again dominated the whole world.

Holding the urinal, Mrs. Macaroon walked into the basement to serve her husband.

After helping her husband, Mrs. Macaroon exhaled, took the urinal out of the cellar, and came back again after handling it.

When he came back, he held fresh food and clean water in his hands, and continued to feed his husband under the supervision of the undead soldiers.

"The damn Mermaid Song is no different from a vicious gang of robbers."

Bass chewed the food in his mouth, and his angry and dissatisfied eyes fell unreservedly on the undead soldiers in front of him.

He struggled a little with his hands that were tied behind his back and said, "Hey, Suta, please help me untie the rope on my hands."

Mrs. Macaroon was stunned for a moment, but then she shook her head and said: "Husband, don't be like this! Didn't you hear what the necromancer said before he left? If my hand dares to touch the rope on your wrist, this

The undead soldiers will pierce your heart immediately!"

"Hmph! It's better to be stabbed in the heart than to continue to be humiliated here!"

Bass hummed twice, then suddenly turned to look at his wife beside him, his eyes widened: "Hey, did you say anything that shouldn't be said to the people in this guild today? Did you say anything that shouldn't be said?

Say anything substantive about our smuggling?!"

Mrs. Macaroon showed a very aggrieved expression on her face. She tore off a small piece of food and put it into her husband's mouth. She complained: "Smuggling, you didn't tell me anything when you took this kind of job. Just

As long as I follow you, how will I know the details?"

Hearing that his wife didn't say anything, Bass's expression suddenly became cheerful. As if he had won a great victory, he spat at the undead soldiers in front of him and hummed: "

I knew this was all a bluff! Ha! What do you want to dig out of my mouth? It was really a dream! Let me tell you, during the day the necromancer kept asking me for all kinds of information, and I pretended

I told her something when I was showing weakness, but the necromancer believed it! Hahaha! She must think that I can't stand it now, right? Wait... wait a little longer, as long as I wait a little longer, I will definitely

Find a way to escape from here!"

Her husband is so happy, and Mrs. Macaroon beside her is also smiling slightly.

But after laughing twice, she lowered her head silently, looked at the pancakes in her hand, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Husband... you say, if we really tell all the smuggling information,

...If we can really join this guild...can we no longer have to live such a life of fear?"

"What are you talking about?!"

Hearing that his wife suddenly started to help the enemy, the expression on Bass's face immediately turned into anger——

"How can you speak for the enemy?! Have you, a woman, lost your mind?!"

Mrs. Macaroon instinctively shrank her neck, but after a moment of trembling, she still swallowed and said timidly: "But...smuggling...do we really want to continue doing it?

We only smuggled twice... The first time we entered the Red Tide Bay... there were so many robbers... those scary people looked at me as if they were going to eat me alive... the second time we were cut off

…I feel like this is too dangerous… Do we really want to continue doing this?”

Bass snorted twice, looking down on his wife very much, and said: "Childish, no danger, where does the profit come from? Didn't you see the profit last time? A full twenty gold coins! It's almost as good as

It’s as much as the annual income of an official paladin of the Holy See!”

Seeing the golden light in her husband's eyes, Mrs. Macaroon's eyes looked very dim. She picked up the water, fed her husband two sips, and said: "But... I am always worried...

...Although the Holy See of Light does not have any big objections to people claiming to be Paladins outside, if someone from the Holy See knows that you are smuggling...it will be completely different from the ordinary situation...it can't be done

, I’m afraid you will never be able to become a registered paladin in your life——”

Bang bang bang——!

Before Mrs. Macaroon could finish her words, Bass's head suddenly shook hard, and the cup in Mrs. Macaroon's hand was violently thrown away and fell to the ground, making a series of collision sounds.

Mrs. Macaroon was stunned for a moment and turned her head, only to see her husband looking at her with a very angry look. She had seen this look countless times before, and every time she saw this look, she

Everyone knows that they will encounter some inevitable "lessons".

But, she knows.

In the depth of this deep anger, there is also the deepest sadness. This kind of sadness does not only come from the anger for the death of the mother, but also mixed with another deeper feeling - for oneself.

anger.

Because I indirectly killed Mr. Macaroon, I am afraid I will never be able to forgive myself for the anger I feel towards myself.

At this time, Mrs. Macaroon knew that what she needed most was to shut up, then quietly walk to a corner to let her husband stay quietly for a while.

So she quickly put down the food and water in her hands, stood up, patted the coarse cloth skirt on her body, walked quickly to the corner of the cellar, and curled up.

Silence...and waiting.

Waiting for the anger and sadness to gradually subside, waiting for the unforgivable regret and the insurmountable hurdle in the heart to be gradually forgotten again.

I don’t know how long it took... maybe an hour? Or maybe two hours?

Or maybe... the outside of the cellar is ready for dawn again?

But in the hearts of this couple, that dawn seems to take a long time... a long time to come...

"Hey, I got an idea."

After a long time, Bass finally made a sound.

As if she had been forgiven, Mrs. Macaroon quickly ran to her husband's side and knelt down beside her peacefully.

"Isn't that Necromancer more friendly to you? Tomorrow, we will do this...that...do you understand?"

Mrs. Macaroon thought for a moment and said, "Husband, what are we doing...?"

Bass snorted: "Don't think about the specific things. Anyway, it is a way for the two of us to escape. Just do it. Now, go to bed immediately."

After the discussion was over, the couple finally returned to peace.

Mrs. Macaroon nodded silently, lay down leaning on her husband, and soon began to snore slightly.

The paladin now raised his head, glared fiercely at the undead soldier standing in front of him, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then silently closed his eyes and fell asleep.

——April 3, 1303, buying chicken to test medicine: -2 gold, food: -4 copper, balance: 295 gold, 9 silver, 1 copper and 9 iron (tax arrears: 119 gold, 2 silver, 8 copper and 1 iron)——

The sun rises and another day begins.

It's just that the weather today doesn't seem to be that good.

Early in the morning, Airl could hear the rustle of rain coming from outside. He got up, slightly opened the bed curtain in front of the window, and could see the drizzle outside that seemed to cover the whole world with a layer of thick fog.

Ai Luo rubbed his slightly stiff neck and turned his head.

I have no choice. Yesterday I was busy catching chickens and feeding them medicine in the chicken farm all morning. Now after sleeping, I feel that my whole body has become more stiff.

Fortunately, after testing several times, Ai Luo finally determined that those Du Lengjia belong to the same series without any surprise, and they are all the third or sixth generation that can produce a calming effect. Which generation does it belong to?

, Ailuo couldn't guarantee it. Anyway, all the chickens that had eaten Du Leng Jia were paralyzed in place as if they had chicken plague. This effect was enough.

In front of the mirror, he combed his hair that was tangled due to sleep, put on his clothes and hat. The handsome boy Eero Garcia is ready!

At that moment, Arrow walked out of the room in high spirits, and after saying hello to Mrs. Macaroon who was sweeping the floor downstairs, he walked towards the back of the guild.

Um…………

Arrow turned his head back again.
Chapter completed!