Open Your Quest Log Chapter 75

When that flaming red entered Barrett's eyes, his heart beat unsatisfactorily. Barrett couldn't tell what it felt like, some anticipation, some hesitation, and even a little fear.

But she's not 'she', and this fact complicates the unsettling feeling in Manzi's heart.

The girl who came in was wearing a loose light gray dress with wide sleeves, which was pulled around her forearm, revealing a section of her fair arm. The outer dress is covered with a short brown sleeveless vest, and a light yellow nameless flower is inserted in the upper pocket of the vest.

She looks older than Ray, and she doesn't have freckles on her face. Her skin doesn't seem to be as smooth as Ray's, but her body is much plumper, especially the double peaks of her chest, and the loose dress can't hide its towering height. .

When the girl saw Barritt, she was a little stunned. She stretched out her right hand and pointed at the 'uninvited guest' from the house, and asked her father, "Who is this person?"

"Don't always point your finger at others, it's impolite." Frank said with a displeased face, "This is 'Barrett', one of our guests, staying here tonight."

"Hello." Barrett stood up and said.

She is not 'she', Barbarian said to himself again.

Her hair is fiery red, beautiful and dazzling, while 'her' hair is burgundy, leisurely and deep; although she is older than 'her', her eyes are full of childishness and curiosity, and 'she' '' eyes are full of unruly and arrogance; she is a girl from an ordinary peasant family, and she thinks she is like this; 'she' is also a girl from an ordinary peasant family, but 'she' feels like a queen.

"Hello, you can call me Wendy." The girl smiled and stretched out the back of her hand to Barrett.

What is she going to do? Barrett doesn't know why. He looked at the back of the delicate hand stretched out, not knowing what to do.

"It looks like you're not a knight." The girl curled her lips, "A knight will kiss the back of a girl's hand, that's what the book says."

She and 'she' have at least one thing in common - they're both cheerful.

"I'm an adventurer." Barret was a little helpless, "I'm not a knight." The knight is loyal to the family he is loyal to, and I am only loyal to myself.

"My father was also an adventurer before." Wendy raised her chin and looked up. Big eyes fixed on Barrett's throat, "But he's a janitor now, and he doesn't like farming..."

"What the gatekeeper, I'm a guard, guard!" Frank shouted loudly, "I do the same job as those lords, protecting the safety of the people in my territory."

"But you're not a lord." Wendy looked at her father, "There is no lord in the Corn Village."

Corn Village, this is a good name, at least better than Toad Village. Barrett thought. Toad Village is on the edge of Galano, and it's at least better for corn than toads.

"I'm protecting this place! If it wasn't for me, those goblins would have robbed all of your sheep!" Frank said dissatisfiedly, "Come and cook and stew the rabbit I caught two days ago." The old man turned to Barrett again, "That rabbit is not much smaller than the vicious rabbit, and it doesn't even feel scared when it sees people. It's not necessarily a good thing to be bold, and you have to be afraid of everything."

The girl obediently entered the kitchen, and after a while, the sound of cooking and the song of the girl humming in suicide sounded in the kitchen:

"Your eyes are rippling like autumn water,

Your smile is scented with rosemary,

Come here, my knight,

Don't let me be alone in the silent night;

Jumping like a breeze, that wall covered with wisteria,

Through like moonlight, the window I left for you,

Come now, my knight,

Kiss the back of my hand and let me lie down in your warm arms;

"Really, she's not even a lady at this age. I can't even read the words, and I read all those **** chivalrous romance novels all day long." Frank sat down and filled Barrett's glass. Qing Xingjiu picked up another purple carrot, "If you want to marry her, I won't ask you for a copper coin. Yes, I don't want a copper coin, as long as you can stay in this village." The old man chewed Carrot, said lightly.

Wait, what did you just say? I heard right, Barrett suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, he looked at the old man with a puzzled face, "Sorry, I didn't understand what you meant."

"What do you mean? It's very simple, it means literally." The old man said, "She is twenty-two this year..."

"Twenty-one." Wendy protested from the kitchen.

"That makes no difference." Frank took a sip of wine. "I only got her when I was nearly forty. Before, I was like you, living in no fixed place and wandering around until I met her mother." The old man took one bite after another. Chewing purple carrots, "Her mother, like her, also has red hair. Although she is not beautiful, she is very considerate. Alas, these things about her should have been brought up by her mother, but unfortunately she Her mother died when she was five years old..."

What are you telling me about this? I just wanted to stay here for one night, nothing else! Barrett was very helpless. I'll pay enough, just hope you don't continue this thread.

"He's not a knight, and I don't want to marry him," said the man in the kitchen.

"There are no knights in 'Corn Village'!" the old man shouted to the kitchen, "and those guys aren't exactly what your book says. But adventurers usually cherish their other half, just like me. "

No, adventurers do not have such a setting. Barrett retorted in his heart.

For some reason, another red-haired girl entered his mind again. In order to escape marriage, 'she' did not want to marry the miller appointed by her parents, so she ran away from home in anger, and she also did not want to marry an adventurer whose father had let her marry for the first time. Will she run away from home too?

no, I can not. They are not one kind of person.

At this moment, Barrett especially wanted to push the door and escape. He would rather face the four-armed ape 'Caesar' who had returned from the dead, rather than face this strange and unknown father and daughter.

No, it's better for 'Caesar' not to come back from the dead again. Barrett rejected his somewhat rash assumption. He was worried that he would not have the luck to kill 'Caesar' again.

Yes, that requires a lot of luck.

"But you and I didn't know each other before." The barbarian adventurer looked at the wild plum in his hand and lowered his head to organize the language. Although the proposal of marriage was like a child's play, he still didn't want to make his rejection too blunt, "How can you identify me as a person? I may be a scum, and I may not be good to your daughter."

am I? Barrett asked himself, but got no answer. "Also, you have also been an adventurer. You know that this is a very dangerous profession. Maybe your daughter will become a widow one day. You don't want such a thing to happen."

"If you die, your property will definitely belong to her. You should be rich, don't deny it, I can see it." Frank said indifferently, "The property will make her live a good life, at least she doesn't have to herd sheep every day. .And a rich widow, you don't have to worry about her loneliness for the rest of her life. She will have as many suitors as flies, and I'm sure there will be those so-called 'Knights' among them~www.mtlnovel.com~ if she likes If so, remarriage is also a good choice.”

I... Barrit really doesn't know what to say, he has the urge to curse.

"Do you think I will agree after saying this?" He sternly said. Anyone who listens to these words will not have a good face. Barrett didn't know whether the old man in front of him was sincere, or whether he was drinking and entertaining him.

"It seems that my proposal makes you feel embarrassed, doesn't it." Frank smiled, "It's just an assumption, an assumption. I'm living a good life without seeing me, longer than her mother's."

I don't feel embarrassed, I just feel absurd. Barrett shouted inwardly.

"No one here can force you to do something you don't want to do." Frank continued, "You can't marry my daughter..."

Of course I can! Barrett felt that the old man might have been drinking too much. But the degree of green apricot wine is not high, and he feels that it is not as high as rye beer.

"To be honest, your rejection made me and my daughter very sad, very sad..."

You're joking, I don't see anyone being sad.

"It's better than this." Flack clapped his hands, "you help us do something, not for me or my daughter, but for the entire 'corn village' to comfort our wounded hearts Don't worry, this matter is easy for you, absolutely easy! I think Marcy is also very willing to see you do this." The old man smiled and looked at Barrett, waiting for his answer.

In a trance, Barritt found that he seemed to be tricked by his former colleague from the moment he stepped into the village with his left foot.

Chapter end