13 Mink Street Chapter 183

It was already early morning when I got home. When I walked into the front store, I saw Pique lying in the corner wrapped in a quilt. It was his turn to snore tonight.

In fact, there is no need to arrange a vigil anymore, because Karen's side has moved here, but when Karen came back, this tradition was naturally picked up by the two shopkeepers.

Karen saw Hillary come out of the public bathroom, she looked at Karen with sleepy eyes, and said:

"Master, do you need to prepare supper?"

"No, you rest."

"Okay, sir."

Hillie walked into a small room.

So, has the maid at home also become a home?

Karen went back to her bedroom, and Kay got up from the kennel and shook herself.

Pu'er was lying on the bedside table, with the lamp on, his claws curled up in front of him, his face serious.

"doing what?"

"Conceiving."

"Ok?"

"I can't allow others to smear me like this." Pu'er said, "So, I have to write an autobiography."

"Oh, okay, who wrote it for you?"

"Little John, I have already found it."

"You can show it to me when the first draft is finished."

"Of course I allow you to be the first readers of my great book."

"I'm just worried that you're going to write something that shouldn't be written."

"How is it possible, I've always been very cautious, by the way, what new items have you added to the dinner party so late?"

Pu'er turned around and continued:

"I heard that after a work dinner between men, there is a tradition of going to a dim sum shop for dim sum."

"There is a very powerful person in the team named Gray. He is good at melee combat. I will study with him."

"Did you fight?"

"Ok."

"Oh, I guess, the process must be that you can't beat him but you're making great progress."

"how do you know?"

"Well, you have to be clear, I grew up watching Diess. When I watch the same movie a second time, I can definitely understand the plot, right?"

"Hehe, I'm going to take a bath first. I'm tired and want to rest early."

"Of course, I've already helped you warm the bed."

"Then I might as well put a hot water bottle."

"It's not the same, the water temperature and body temperature are different!"

"Suddenly so attentive, what are you going to do?"

"I want some coupons, you know, Kay and I like to get some materials and do some research, rubbings, etc."

"Go to Alfred and ask for it."

"Oh, that **** radio goblin is very stingy. I asked him a few days ago and he told me that family expenses are very tight."

"I brought back a lot of coupons this time, you should have them if you ask him again."

"Yes, it's good, our little Karen has grown up and can earn some coupons from outside to bring home. I'm very pleased with my grandmother."

Karen stopped talking with Pu'er, went to the bathroom to take a shower and changed clothes, then went back to the bed and lay down.

Pu'er came over again and asked, "Is this funeral service not taking orders?"

"Well, as I ordered, I will not take orders from ordinary people for the time being."

"Then your ambition is really big enough."

"It's not ambition, I just don't want to be troublesome, okay, go to bed, and go to practice tomorrow."

"Good night meow."

Karen slept until noon and woke up. After taking a shower, he entered the study through the door in the bedroom and saw Pu'er dictating, and little John was taking notes with a pen.

Seeing Karen come in, little John immediately said:

"Today's the weekend."

"Ok."

Karen responded and walked out of the study.

"Master, I have your lunch ready."

"OK."

What Hillie prepared for Karen was pasta, which was a bit like fried noodles, and the side dishes were very rich. She really catered to Karen's taste.

While eating, Karen asked, "Hili, are you living at home now?"

"Well, yes, you can go home once a week, and you can go home to see if you have something to do. This is what Mr. Alfred ordered me to do."

"That's fine, it's not safe to go back at night."

"Because I have another relative who came to Yorktown, the small room where I slept has been occupied. I asked Mr. Alfred to have the condition of the house. Thank you Mr. Alfred, and also Thank you young master for taking me in."

"You earn so much money that you don't even have a bed at home?"

"No, young master, those are relatives. Although I haven't seen them much before, relatives must help each other. That's what I think, right, young master?"

"Yeah." Karen responded.

But he noticed that Hillie avoided her "you make so much money" question, so Karen didn't ask any further.

This girl is very industrious. When I first saw her, her complexion was a little dark, but after working as a maid for a while, her complexion was obviously much whiter than before.

It means that her originally dark skin tone should have been caused by working outside and basking in the sun a few years ago, and she should be relatively white.

"By the way, Hillie, you help me prepare some food in the afternoon, and I'll take it to share with my friends at night."

"No problem, sir."

After eating lunch, Karen got up and walked out into the yard.

There was a bench beside the flower bed in the yard, and there was a swing beside it. Dora and Doreen were playing on the swing at the moment.

Karen went to the bench and sat down.

Dora and Doreen immediately walked politely to Karen and said hello to Karen.

Karen smiled: "You guys keep playing."

"You go back to the house to review your homework, and don't disturb Mr. Cullen," said Mrs. Lake, coming out.

The sisters bowed to Karen and ran back to their rooms.

"It's not good for kids to play," Karen smiled. "I enjoyed watching them play."

It can be regarded as replacing Mr. Pavaro to watch them live happily now.

Mrs. Lake also sat on the bench and said, "I want them to go to school, but they are not too young now, so it is more troublesome to find a school."

"This is easy to handle, just find a tutor, and let Alfred arrange it. You can rest assured."

"Thank you, Mr. Cullen."

"Ma'am, we don't have to see things like this."

Mrs. Lake seemed to suddenly think of something, her face flushed slightly, and she nodded silently.

At this time, Pique walked in with the newspaper in his hand and said, "Boss, today's newspaper."

Karen reached for the newspaper.

Two ordinary newspapers, which Karen used to read in bed at night, and the order weekly newspaper Karen subscribed to.

"You are busy first, if you need anything, please tell me." Mrs. Lake said goodbye.

"Okay, ma'am." Karen nodded at her.

Immediately, in the slightly lazy afternoon sun, Karen leaned back on the bench and began to read the newspaper.

In the evening, I have to go to yesterday's place to continue training with Gray, so this afternoon can be a little leisurely.

Karen first read the Order Weekly, skipping those dry chapters about beliefs and spells, and chose to read some news about the church circle.

Sure enough, on one page of the newspaper, Karen saw a news attacking a church, the Pamireth church.

According to the records in Mr. Hoffen's notes, the Pamireth Cult has a history of existence of two complete epochs, which is longer than the existence of the Order of God Cult.

The **** worshiped in this sect is Pamireth, a very legendary **** because his job is to deliver letters.

In the mythological narratives of many orthodox churches and large churches, the stories between gods and gods, especially when conflicts break out between gods, whether it is a declaration of war, a truce, or an alliance, there will be such a record: Appointed Pamireth in charge of the messenger.

Therefore, there is a saying that Pamireth has the ability of some kind of space talent, and it is precisely because of this ability that he can easily pass through the spaces arranged by various gods and deliver the letter at the fastest speed.

Of course, there is also a conspiracy theory that wars broke out frequently between the gods in the last era, and it is very likely that Pamireth, who was a messenger, had provoked them.

But every time, Pamireth can stand on the side of the victor. For example, after a war between gods ends, the representative **** of the victorious side will ask Pamireth to preach the gospel of the end of the war to the world.

In reality, today's Pamireth Theological Church has always been a medium-sized church, and what this church is best at is the production of space equipment.

The power is actually not big, but no one dares to underestimate it, after all, the background is here.

What criticized the Pamireth religious sect in the Weekly Order was that they secretly sheltered and protected the remnants of light, and listed a series of evidence, including the search for the remnants of light in York City a while ago, and found that many remnants of light were Escape by borrowing the Space Hallows.

This is actually a weather vane, because in the process of Guangming's demise, almost all the existing orthodox churches have done things to get down to the ground.

At the same time, one has to consider the role attributes of the **** Pamireth in the mythological narrative. It is hard not to think that the Pamireth religion believes that the light will rise again, so it made a bet in advance.

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Destiny and prophecy are things that God believes in;

But the problem is, they only believe in their own, because everyone has a **** above their heads, and they can all receive oracles, why should they believe in yours?

Therefore, even if the Pamireth Cult really publicly declared that they had received the oracle and that the light is about to rise, then everyone will still try to work together to suppress the light, unless the momentum of the rise of the light cannot be stopped.

Karen doesn't know how much truth there is, but in this report, the more important thing is that he has already started to attack the Pamireth religion.

Next, there is another news, that is, in the Changqin Sea waters, there have been frequent strange natural disasters recently, causing five cargo ships and three cruise ships to capsize. Inspired by the experiment of the Space Hallows.

Although this report did not name names, it echoes the previous criticism and is easily reminiscent of the Pamireth Church.

Perhaps, further evidence and findings will appear in the next issue of the newspaper. The water in the pot should be slowly boiled until it boils.

A space saint?

If the target chosen by the Sect of Order is the Sect of Pamireth, in this destruction operation, can their own team have the harvest of the Space Holy Artifact?

Next, Karen flipped through the normal newspaper and read some international news;

Two more colonies of the Wien Empire broke out into independent uprisings, and the initial suppression by the army also failed, requiring the empire to mobilize more troops from other places to quell the chaos.

Many governments have introduced bills against the dumping of Venn's goods, and the Venn government has raised serious protests and reserves the right to use reciprocal retaliation.

The current king of Ulans, who had grown up in Wien, asked Wien for the navy to enter the port because he feared that a riot was brewing at home to overthrow the royal family.

Karen felt that since he came to Wayne, there was almost no good news about Wayne from the international news. This huge empire seemed to be heading for collapse and disintegration.

Of course, Karen does not feel that he has brought bad luck, and some objective laws of history cannot be changed by him alone.

In Wien's domestic news, Mr. Luther rallied again, reaffirming his need to fight for rights peacefully and demanding that the government give equal voting rights to purple-haired people with legal jobs and generations of immigrants.

Mr. Luther is very popular this year, and the purple rights protection movement he launched is gradually reaching a climax, attracting more and more people's attention.

Karen noticed that in the photo, the purple-haired followers standing behind and below Mr. Luther were orderly, and they were all wearing hats and various suits, not in the ordinary sense of doing lowly jobs. Illegal Immigrant Image.

Closing the newspaper, Karen stretched.

At this time, Dinkom came over with an official letter, Karen opened it, and found that it was a work meeting of judges within the jurisdiction of his adjudicator initiated by Vicole.

The time is in the afternoon three days later.

"Mr. Pavaro is not here, can you push it off?"

Dinkom replied: "Boss, the person who sent the official letter said that you may not participate in previous meetings, but this meeting must be attended, because a bishop will come to inspect grass-roots work, and our area is his established inspection point. ."

"Oh, I see."

The bishop is most likely Vicolet's grandfather.

In fact, since the last time they met, Karen has not had any contact with Vicolet. He seems to have taken the initiative to draw a clear line with "Pavaro" and does not want to have anything to do with each other.

This is also normal, no matter how nicely you said it at the beginning, as long as you Pavaro follow me, I will keep you in a better future.

But the fact is that Mr. Pavaro's character is enough to make most bosses do not like to contact.

To a certain extent, this has given Cullen a great convenience, because then Mr. Pavaro can always do tasks outside without coming back.

But this time

"I see, I will inform Mr. Pavaro."

"Okay, boss."

Looking at the time, she felt that it was almost time. Karen walked into the study and found that Hillie had packed the food according to her instructions. Karen took the food and got into the car and came to the factory area last night.

The gatekeeper was changed, and it was a bald head with a face full of flesh:

"Haven't seen you?"

"Fanny and Miss Qi are my friends. I came here yesterday."

"Okay, please come in."

Karen didn't stop on the first floor and went directly downstairs. There was only Fanny in it, and she was practicing shooting.

"It's good, and I brought something to eat." Fanny put down her gun, walked over to Karen, and started to get something to eat, "Grey hasn't arrived yet, but it should be soon, she won't be here tonight, she has something to eat. other things."

"Ok."

While the two were eating, Gray walked in.

"Gerry, have you eaten? This pie tastes very good."

"I've eaten it, you eat slowly, don't worry."

Gray silently picked up a new spear and walked into the ring, but this time he didn't wrap the tip of the gun. In fact, the tip of the gun that was wrapped yesterday quickly cracked.

Karen immediately picked up the handkerchief that Hillie had prepared, wiped her hands, ran to the shelf, picked up the long sword, and entered the ring.

"I'm not in a hurry." Gray looked at Karen and said.

"There is no reason for students to make teachers wait."

Although the cat teacher and dog teacher at home have a lot of experience, after all, they can't use the cat's paw and the dog's paw to pick up the sword and practice their own hands. Gray is the most suitable teacher that Karen has met. Karen also cherishes this time. Learning opportunities.

"Then, let's start."

"Okay, Mr. Gray."

Tonight's teaching lasted a full three hours.

Although Gray still can't let go completely, he can at least be a lot calmer than yesterday, and he doesn't have to be so cautious anymore.

Karen was still defeated by the Sea God's Armor again and again, but he was very satisfied with the duration of each time and the content presented in the fight.

Then, just like yesterday, in the last hour, Gray began to feel a little tired, and after two hours of teaching, Karen became more and more brave.

In the last hour, the two fought a total of four times, and Karen won twice, and he managed to take the knife calmly.

"Okay, stop fighting."

Gray was the first to call to stop, he didn't want to lose his strength like yesterday.

Karen walked up to Gray again, bowed to him, and thanked him for the guidance.

"Actually, you don't have to be so serious, I mean attitude." Gray said helplessly, "You treat me like this, and I feel that I have to die to protect you in the next mission. This feeling is very touching. uncomfortable."

"Sorry, I didn't realize this."

"Continue tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Gray."

"Fanny, I'll go first, you and Karen play slowly."

"Well, alright, let's go."

Fanny looked at Karen and asked, "Are you tired?"

"It's not bad."

"Hehe, this guy Gerry must be more tired, and then, next, are you going to find a place to drink with me or do you want to go home early?"

"I want to go home early."

"Okay, then you can go back."

Karen walked to the door, stopped, and turned to look at Fanny:

"I think you should have known that I would say no."

"uh-huh."

"Then why are you asking?"

"Because today is the anniversary of an ugly guy who died protecting me."

Karen heard the words and asked, "So, is there a place to take a bath here?"

"Do you regret asking this more?" Fanny said with a smile.

"No, you should have told me earlier."

"Oh, I should call Karen from the Pavaro Funeral Society, because the food they sent last time is almost finished." Old Saman said, pointing to the food in the pot.

But that didn't affect Neo's fork speed in the slightest.

"You've come to see her every day recently, don't you think it's too frequent?"

"Because I have nothing to do recently, I want to come and accompany her more." Neo said.

"Do you know what kind of person will often visit graves?"

Neo shook his head.

Old Saman replied: "It's the old man, because they are about to die, so I want to come and see often, you think they are watching the lying."

"Are you talking about me?" Neo asked. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"Of course, I think it's not good for you to be dead. I think it's good for Karen. Although he is very calm, he can make jokes and feel it. He is a person who loves life, but he doesn't respect the elderly very much. I don't like hearing me play the recorder.

This point, you should learn from him, no matter when, you must love life. "

"Can't learn."

"How do you know if you don't try, hey hey, this big fish ball is mine, mine!!"

After supper, Old Samant looked at the mess on the small table in front of him and said:

"You won't come tomorrow, will you?"

"I said, I want to spend more time with her."

"Tomorrow too? What about the day after tomorrow?"

"Come on, if nothing else happens, I'll visit her every day until I'm busy next time."

"Come with Karen next time, you won't bring food, but he's a man of etiquette."

"OK, bye."

"I don't want to see you again."

Watching Neo's figure gradually leave, Old Saman did not rush to clean up the table, but sat there and laughed at himself:

"I have to come every day, I can't run, and, even if I want to run, where can I run?"

Old Samant picked up the recorder beside him and started to play it. He didn't play it very well, but he was very intoxicated.

The song ends,

Old Saman began to gasp. His song was not calculated according to the score, but according to his lung capacity. When he felt that his lungs could not support the continuous playing, it meant that the song was over.

"Oh, it's getting shorter and shorter."

Old Saman glanced at the dark cemetery;

Then,

He held the recorder in his arms, like a child, and muttered:

"Praise Pamireth."

Chapter end