I have always had a special liking for the beautiful wine of a certain inn. I love to lie on the beam in the lobby with a jar of wine while drinking and watching the bustling market.
When I'm drinking recently, I always see a man carrying a child passing by the inn.
I always look at him casually.
The young man's clothes were simple and his aura was extraordinary. He looks like a typical nobleman who ran away from home.
But the child on his back was extremely thin and looked to be no more than eleven or twelve years old.
Together with young people, it is a very strange combination.
But that's not what caught my attention.
I still remember the first time we met, I was lying on a beam drinking wine, and the young man passing by, carrying a child on his back, smiled helplessly and said: "... Then what do you think the emperor is? Well, what is the prime minister?"
The child thought for a moment, and then wrote a few words in the air with his right hand very seriously:
"The best foreman in the world and a high-level royal wage earner. No annual leave."
"…………"X2.
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This is an article that is colder than a joke. Because this is what I am good at as a villain. Silent.
About... That, the weekly update == may be a little slow, but I am trying hard to abide by it.
This article is a birthday message to my sister. I really don't know if I can finish it before then. (Looking at the sky again)
I've been struggling with revisions recently... I didn't cry on purpose if I didn't follow the weekly update...