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21. The one who dug the pit, the one who was pitted (1)

The chill of early spring has completely disappeared. The warm sunshine on the body is indescribably comfortable. The occasional breeze blows even more. If it were not for the occasional dust and withered grass, this journey can really be regarded as

It’s a picnic instead of a rush.

Neither the surrounding scenery nor the travelers on the road have the lazy and cheerful atmosphere of an outing. They walk with a little dignity on the deserted road where almost no one passes by, silently wasting the good warm spring weather.

This trail is usually maintained by people, but is trampled by black market merchants in order to avoid the endless tolls on the road and the various taxes of varying amounts, such as transit taxes, commercial taxes, health taxes, poll taxes, etc.

Not many people know about the remote and secluded path, and no one has made this tax avoidance path bright, spacious and attractive. Travelers walking along it want to deliver their goods to their destinations accurately.

He always automatically raises his alertness, looking around carefully from time to time, paying attention to any small suspicious spots that may hide danger in the scenery. I am afraid that in the next moment, ragged homeless bandits, bearded deserters, and well-equipped soldiers will appear.

And brightly dressed tax officials would jump out of some bushes and shout "Robbery!" and "Pay taxes!".

No one wants to be so unlucky as to encounter the above three types of people: robbers and deserters will definitely loot the goods, sometimes let the delivery people go, sometimes kidnap and demand huge ransoms, and occasionally kill all the delivery people

Just find a place and throw it away. After confiscating all the goods, the tax officer will throw the tax-evading smuggler into the lord's prison, let the poor guy vomit out every penny he earned, and then stay in an iron cage.

Until it rots.

The smugglers, who are cautious and fearful of being doomed if they make one wrong move, bring their oppressive miasma into the forest and spread it everywhere. This dark corner of nature that is not favored by nature will only add to the color of depression and claustrophobia. If patients with depression and claustrophobia enter this place,

I am afraid that I will fall ill directly and fall to the ground in shock. But these travelers are a little different from the usual ones, not only in their behavior but also in their temperament. There are many differences.[

For the elves who are accustomed to dealing with the depths of the dark jungle, the environment here is really not much different from their own back garden. In terms of the fact that there are no dangerous species, it can now be said to be a safer walking path. Excellent hunters

They separated the knee-high weeds, and from time to time wielded their hunting knives to cut off the plants blocking the road. The carriages and livestock teams behind them followed at the same slow speed.

"It reminds me of the first time I ran into the valley and watched these things chopping away. It was really terrible."

While Thor was complaining, the hunting knife continued to clear the obstacles. The sharp metal piece about the same size as his arm made a sharp whistling sound, and branches and vines were cut down one after another.

"Actually, you can go back to the carriage. We are enough here."

Gottfrewgner kept a close eye on Thor's raised arm, carefully avoiding the elbow that swung a little too much to prevent himself from being seriously injured by a big man who didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

Thor should stay in the carriage. Although he is tall, the carriage is large enough to accommodate him.

"You can't do this. Li Lin has already said that he will give you tutoring."

Another companion, Ludwig Hofmann (luwghoffmnn), who avoided the elbow attack, also joined the conversation. Since Thor was there, their main job was to avoid bloodshed, so they simply disclosed Thor's little secret.

Shake it out and make it clear.

[Crane Tail] - This word is the root of everything. After the previous quiz on the carriage, the new word Li Lin spit out after seeing Thor's miserable answer sheet became Thor's latest nickname.

Although there is no malice, but compared with all the [top student] labels of Brunhil, Tyr, and Freya, the gap in scores is almost two extremes. Thor's self-esteem and self-confidence have been seriously affected.

A blow. He was as embarrassed as an innocent boy who was dragged into a shameful ply and forced to become the protagonist of the game. In the past few days, he had been wielding a hunting knife to clear the way for the convoy, hoping to vent his depression once and for all with sweat.

Lose.

The self-destructive approach is not very effective. All that is wasted is physical strength and sweat. As for the sluggish lump in the chest - not only does it show no sign of dissolving, but it only makes me more depressed.

"It's terrible, it's terrible."

Wagner sympathized with Thor, and he also sympathized with himself. As long as Thor's mood remained so low, he and Hoffmann had to continue to be exposed to the heavy air like an infectious disease, and while their moods worsened, they had to be on guard against Thor.

My elbow and hunting knife, God knows whether it will cause an accidental bloodshed next time.

"Maybe...it would be a good idea to take tutoring."

Hoffman stopped what he was doing, and Thor and Wagner also stopped and looked at the serious-looking advocates, with no sign of conviction or recognition appearing on their faces.

"Don't you think it would be glorious for everyone to be left alone after the course to relearn what was taught before?"

Thor's depression poured out with his words, and the rhetorical question that almost resonated with emotion seemed like a condemnation. The reason was that from the perspective of his low mood, Hoffman's proposal seemed like gloating, and it would have been heard by a guy with a bad temper.

It will immediately become an emotional trigger.

"Are there any better options?"

Hoffman switched to Li Lin's way of speaking, imitating the kind of counter-examination that always only blocks the escape route rather than giving others a chance to choose.[

Although the imitation was not very good, and the choice of time point was not good. However, Thor and Wagner were still questioned, and then they found that the real situation was that there was no way out.

"As long as Thor's grades can improve..."

"If you want to improve your grades, you can only take tutoring classes."

Wagner's consolation was shattered before he could finish speaking. Hoffman let out a long sigh. He imitated Li Lin's role for only a few minutes. The feeling of exhaustion spread to his shoulders. He continued the unsatisfactory role-playing game and patted down gently.

Thor's slumped shoulders, pitiful and sympathetic, combined to comfort him:

"Brother, accept your fate. Since you can't escape, you can't resist. How about treating this experience as enjoyment and a necessary experience in life? Maybe you will feel better."

Thor, who was comforted by the words that seemed to be used by a woman who had been violently assaulted to extricate herself in extreme despair, did not feel relieved at all. In fact, his mood had completely fallen to the bottom of the abyss. He usually had a carefree smile on his face and was crying at the moment.

Like losing someone important.

Wagner, who had been saying comforting words since just now, looked at Thor and knew what to say. Thor, who had no other choice but to be comforted, turned around. He was muttering "can't escape" while waving his big hunter.

Knife. The aura emanating from him was upgraded from [depressed] to [tragic]. In order to avoid this heartbroken and powerful aura, and to avoid injury, the two elves who could not be comforted hurriedly retreated behind. They were completely

No choice.

"Two... no, three idiots."

Freya's exclamation felt like a deliberate expression after holding back her laughter. The biggest laugh in the little devil's heart was not the stupid conversation between the three boys, but Thor's face as if he had been raped.

】...If she hadn't considered that there was a word that was not suitable for girls to say, she would have laughed out loud. The other companions, as men, also wanted to refute Freya and help their male compatriots. It's just Thor's poor performance.

Performance is destined to add powerful special effects to all defenses, and the defense of Shenma will not be ranked at all.

Three idiots, this comment is absolutely correct.

"...Maybe I should add a special class on interpersonal communication."

The murmur of soliloquy floated from the driver's seat to the back, and the elves with sharp ears shivered immediately. One more subject? Marfa testified! They already have three subjects: mathematics, language, and martial arts. Among them, language

The class was specifically divided into three parts: Elvish composition, Charlemagne, and Lapland. So there were actually 5 classes. The heavy academic pressure made them feel exhausted after only a few days. Adding another class? This is not a sentence.

[Oh, that’s it], it’s just a matter of adding a new name to the course schedule. This course has a great chance of becoming the last straw that breaks the backs of these camels, and no one wants that seemingly light straw.

Just fell down.

Anxious, eager, and expectant eyes were focused on the back of the carriage, waiting for the end of the world or the judgment of the gospel. The peripheral vision of additional accusations were all directed at Freya. A few seconds ago, she was just a "somewhat evil-minded"

The role of "A Top Student" always gives everyone a headache, Nai. But now everyone can't bear the sudden plot of "Triggering the Scare Box". Yan's accusations and resentments are gathered on the back of the extremely stressful "Increased Course Incident", the culprit

The culprit] is surrounded by thick black fog that almost materializes.

"...The course schedule has been a bit too tight recently. We'll talk about it in a few days..."

The airy soliloquy once again cut through the weird atmosphere, and around the elves in the car that was about to break out, the groups of resentful spirits seemed to have been baptized by the holy light of redemption and disappeared.

The world is still beautiful, there is still light ahead of the road of life, and the feeling of being alive is so wonderful.

The elves who were as happy as enlightenment were immersed in the excitement of getting a breather and couldn't extricate themselves. As for the unpleasant part of the content "Some days later", no one wanted to extract it from that language and spoil their mood.

In the end, they will still remember it, and everyone knows that [The Coachman], who seems to be talking to himself inadvertently, will definitely use reality to defeat his innocent thoughts, and kill everyone.

This is Li Lin's style. He will definitely do that. Only a fool would think that what he says will only remain verbal.

The little devil Freya who was watching soberly did not remind the stupid boys who were still happy that the previous bad experience still left her with some unpleasant lingering fears, and she had no interest in doing such a thing. Thinking from another angle, she also felt that although it was only [temporarily]

】, but it is also a good thing not to increase the pressure of academic work. No matter how top-notch students are, they will also have some negative emotions about additional courses that squeeze into their personal time. Even if they know that they will not be able to escape the ranks of additional courses in the end, they will become stupid boys.

The expression on my face when I heard that little girl who was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky again, and watched the [verbal arrangement] turn into real pressure...

A sadistic smile crept onto the little devil's lips, and there was some bad expectation in the shining emerald pupils.


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