One hundred and forty-eight some children are born bad
After drinking a cup of steaming fragrant tea, Moi felt his whole body warm up.
"Why did the Lord of the City invite me here?" Moi asked first.
Winsome looked at Stewart who was sitting next to him, and said to Moi: "You must have many difficulties in coming to Casati City to take over your father's position this time, especially the recent rampage of monsters outside the city."
"Since the Lord of the City understands me so well, I'm afraid he wants to help me?" Moi looked happy. He had just arrived and didn't understand many things. It would be much easier if the Lord of the City had help.
Winsome stood up and came to Stewart's side and introduced him: "Sir Viscount, the weapons of our city guards are all made by a craftsman. Don't you want to get to know him?"
Mo Yi was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "When I came just now, I saw that the spears held by the guards in the city were very elite. Could it be?"
Stewart stood up quickly. Although he was quite impatient at the moment, he still said patiently: "They are all made by my hands, Lord Viscount. I am the craftsman who forged spears and shields for the city lord."
"Huh? Even that shield was made by you? Why is the shield so hard and so light?" Moi kept asking as if he was suddenly interested.
Winsome saw that it was almost done, and interrupted at the right time: "Viscount Moy, this is a bit rude. It is not convenient for the craftsmen's forging skills to be revealed."
Stewart breathed a sigh of relief. If Moi had continued to ask questions just now, he really didn't know how to deal with it. One side was his lifeblood, and the other side was also his lifeline. It would be very difficult to talk or not...
Stewart glanced at Winsome gratefully, and the emotion in his eyes was easy to see.
Moi frowned, but did not continue to ask. Instead, he thought for a while and said again: "I'm rude, this..."
"Stewart Agnet." Stewart answered quickly. He knew that the other party didn't listen at all when he introduced himself before.
But yes, there are a lot of people there, who would stand there and listen carefully, except maybe Alice.
"Stuart, very good, very good! I like your forging skills very much, are you interested in working for me?" Moi patted Stewart on the shoulder and said.
"What...what does this mean?" Stewart was stunned, not understanding what Moi meant for a moment.
Wyndham was a little speechless. Common people who have never seen the world would make mistakes at this time.
"Still in a daze? The Viscount is inviting you to build weapons for his knights. Here is your chance to make a name for yourself!" Winsome quickly explained to him.
After hearing this, Stewart was about to bend down and express his opinion, but was attracted by a movement outside.
A scream interrupted all Stuart's thoughts. He didn't even have time to say goodbye to the two nobles, turned around, opened the door behind him and ran out.
The moment Stuart opened the door, he saw a scene that made him furious. He saw two teenagers riding tall, quiline horses, pulling the reins and spinning around a girl covered in snow-white body.
"Alien! The white-haired witch!" came a rude voice, and a child crumpled the mud stains on the horse into a ball and threw it towards Alice.
"Alien, go back!" Another young man also cursed.
"Stop, young master, stop quickly." The old gardener stood not far away, his eyes troubled, but he could not get close to the running Kuima.
"Alice!"
Anger burst out in Stuart's eyes, and he rushed forward to stop the two tall horses.
"Back off!" A young man waved his hand to drive away Stewart. The horse neighed and raised its front hooves!
Stewart exerted force under his feet, the muscles all over his body bulged, and he shouted with a ferocious expression: "Get away!"
Stewart grabbed the boy's waving arm with one hand, pulled him hard, and threw him off the horse.
Alice's eyes were red and she was protecting her coat. She had no warm clothes on her body and there were stains on her calves.
He must have been hit by the mud earlier. Stewart grabbed the collar in his hand and looked at the child who was not afraid of him at all and was still staring back at him with his eyes open.
"Are you looking for death? Ah!" Stewart never knew he could be so angry, so angry that he almost lost his mind.
Especially when he saw Alice stubbornly protecting her snow-white coat with her body, he was already slamming down his raised fist!
"Boom!"
The palm that suddenly appeared stopped Stewart. It was a knight in bright silver armor. The knight with Stewart's fist trembled and could hardly stand!
"That's it! Nevia, come here!"
"Yin Ting, come down here too!"
Two majestic and stern voices shouted, it was Winsome and Moi who arrived later. They were looking at the two teenagers with serious expressions at the moment.
Stewart felt the collar loosen in his hand, and subconsciously wanted to tighten his grip, but the knight held his wrist.
"Yes, father." The two children responded with their heads lowered.
Stewart panted heavily and looked at the knight who stopped him. The blood vessels spreading in his neck slowly receded. He took a few deep breaths and then stood up.
"Alice, are you not hurt?"
The voice of concern came, but Stewart was startled, because it was not him who said this, but Moe, who was standing next to Winsome.
"Sorry for frightening you, put it on quickly..." Moi picked up the luxurious coat and was about to put it on Alice's pretty shoulders.
Alice seemed to be frightened. The scales on the back of her hand gradually disappeared into the white and tender skin, and the heavy pressure suddenly disappeared.
"I have written for your wife's kindness, but the things are too expensive for us to bear. Alice, come here, don't make things difficult for the Viscount." Stewart narrowed his eyes and called out.
With her white hair trembling, Alice seemed to regain her clarity, and her eyes saw Stuart waving to her.
"Thor..." Alice held the snow-white coat in her hands, came to Stewart's side, and leaned into his arms.
"It's okay, I'm here. Take your emotions away, Alice, please." Stewart hugged Alice into the chest and comforted her in a low voice.
"I, I am not an alien, I am, I am Alice, Thor, I don't want to go back..." Alice smelled the scent of Stewart deeply, as if seeking a sense of security.
"I know, you are not a stranger, you are my lovely wife, and we have always been together." Holding Alice, Stewart replied in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them.
"Two adults, what is going on?" Stewart let go of Alice for a moment and looked back and forth at the two grimacing teenagers.
Some children are really born bad.
"I'm sorry, as a noble, I have not educated my children well, but I have not spread knowledge about other races to Nevia. Today I will discipline Nevia well so that he will no longer be so rude.
." Winsome bowed slightly and saluted.
"Please forgive the children for their mistakes."
It was already a supreme honor for a nobleman to salute the common people. Even if Stuart was deeply dissatisfied, it was hard to say anything at this moment.
During this period, from beginning to end, Moi was holding the coat in his hand not far away, his eyes scanning Alice and Stuart back and forth.
His expression is a little downcast, I don’t know what he is thinking about?