Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 35 The Friendship of Children

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"White mist fills the air, and blizzards cover the top of the mountain"

"A cold wind blows over the open wilderness"

"Clear sky, no distant scenery"

"You should know that He is here"

"My children who are still struggling in despair, don't go near the boundless wilderness of the north, where even time disappears"

"My blessed short-lived children, don't go near the residence of the Green King, the snowfields ruled by him are lifeless"

"The solitude sings, revealing his barren country"

"There is nothing but wind and snow dancing in the sky, as if the king was alone."

"My beloved children, don't leave my arms, don't get close to the evil god that represents destruction!"

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A little boy always has some secrets, just like digging a small path leading to another place quietly in his garden at the turn of spring and summer.

When the warm wind from the Sunya Sea finally reaches Trier through many obstacles, summer has already begun for more than a month.This is the most comfortable season of the year except early autumn. Intis's social season is about to begin. The nobles put on relatively light spring clothes, and all kinds of precious seafood, vegetables and fruits will soon appear on their tables.

——Of course, these are nothing to Trainor.Others think that fresh fruit and cooked food are delicious, but he can taste all kinds of delicious fruit cakes, yogurt, magical drinks and delicious food from his father, even the current big star Gustav Uncle would come to the back door every now and then to grab a meal.

With cakes and snacks made by his father, he quickly bonded with his new friend, the second son of Uncle Gustav's family.

After all, Shire is different. Having an excellent sister always makes people feel more stressed. Even though Shire doesn't take the initiative to say it, Trainor can still feel a lot of exhaustion and helplessness from the other party's words and deeds—"I'm not as good as my sister, What can I do?"—and he was the only child in the family, who inherited his mother's liveliness and cheerfulness, but had to complete the boring daily homework of the royal family on time, and the two children quickly became acquainted.

The mysterious route that Trainor used to sneak out of the house was in order: through the narrow bush → squeeze through the gap between the railings → climb up the largest oak tree in the garden, and through its thick branches to the roof of the greenhouse → along the Climb down from the wall with the decorations, and meet Shire at the appointed place.

This is a very exhausting thing, but as a natural hunter for Trainor, it is not too difficult.

This route is just right for a child who just passed his eighth birthday, but it can be seen that it will be abandoned in about a year or two.

Traynor put the small cloth bag containing the biscuits into his pocket, and crawled over the grass and the fence nimbly. At the top of the oak tree trunk, he saw a tabby cat that was resting there leisurely, its amber eyes stared straight at the He looked at him hooked.It was his acquaintance, or familiar cat, the demon driven by his father, his playmate, his future messenger.

"Don't tell Dad, okay?" Trainor felt a little guilty, "I'll treat you to fresh sashimi later."

Huamao tilted her head and looked at him for a while, then turned her head to look elsewhere, as if she didn't want to care.Trainer always felt that there was something in that look that he didn't understand but seemed to dislike him.

But he can't control so much anymore, Charles is still waiting for him!Charles' mother always kept him under tight control. It was not easy to sneak out for a visit. If he couldn't go back on time, he would be criticized.

No grown-up wants a child to run around outside, but kids always consider sneaking out into the outside world a great adventure.Traynor jumped onto the roof of the greenhouse along the thick and reliable branches, only making the sound of a small stone falling to the ground.The roof is half masonry and half beautiful glass, and after it rained at night, a crisp green leaf remains in the dark gray gutter.The flower house maids are taking care of all kinds of flowers, which will appear in vases all over the mansion in the future.

It was a warm afternoon, and the air was filled with a deep sleepiness.It is not every day that there is something to be busy in the flower room. The young and handy maids are chatting and laughing softly while doing things.

The biscuit in his arms was still warm, exuding a tempting caramel aroma.Trey walked across the roof lightly and quickly, without making a sound.He nimbly came to the wall, and quickly climbed down according to the position of each raised stone brick on the wall in his memory, like a dexterous squirrel.He was proud of the success of this adventure, and he didn't notice that his next foothold had climbed a short section of ivy at some point——

"Eh?!"

boom!Snapped!
"Oh!"

Of course, falling from a height of two to three meters would not hurt a hunter. Treynor subconsciously made protective movements, but he bumped into a child below who was trying to catch him.The two children, who together were less than 20 years old, bumped into each other and rolled away from the base of the wall.

"It hurts! You—why are you here, ouch, didn't I tell you to wait for me at the corner?"

After a whirlwind, Trainor suddenly jumped up from the ground.The good news is that thanks to my mother's special hunter training, there is no skin trauma except a little pain in the back!The bad news is: his back and sleeves are covered with dust on the ground, and he will definitely be found if he goes back now!

"I, I want to help you, I see you fell down."

Charles touched his sore elbow with an aggrieved expression.As a generalist, he didn't have much memory of pain. Even if his tutor's test scores were not satisfactory, his mother would just sigh, give him a few words of comfort and advice, and then pat his palms gently.

This small movement attracted the attention of the maids in the greenhouse. Treiner keenly heard the sound of the glass sliding door sliding on the balcony on the second floor. They trotted all the way in the blind spot of their vision, and ran to the secret base they made appointments every time-an abandoned hut in the outer corner of the manor.

"I brought you milk biscuits and cheesecake. Dad didn't make the Oreo you wanted today."

Treynor couldn't wait to take out the small cloth bag, and unfolded it on the small square table with a crippled leg, where members of the royal family and the children of the most powerful upstarts sat on the floor.Amid the sweet aroma of milk and cake, Ciel swallowed, and took out a handful of parts from his pocket.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I remember the assembly method..."

The little generalist muttered to himself, and grabbed a bunch of brass and silver-white parts that were so finely broken that Traynor looked dazzled, and put them together in Rourou's hands, concentrating on assembling them. After a while, it was like magic Generally, a delicate model is rubbed out from the palm of the hand.The main body of the model is silver and white, with an open-air driver's seat, a gold front end, and a propeller.Trainor recognized this because it was part of the airships in Grandma's arsenal!On both sides of the elliptical body, long thick metal sheets extend, and there is a bracket with rollers underneath.

"It's so beautiful!" The little hunter sincerely admired this exquisite craftsmanship. The small model is cold to start with, and the surface has a comfortable matte texture. You don't have to think about who made it. "But what is it?"

"Well...it's called an airplane, and it was named after my father. This word, like airships and steam engines, was also invented by my father."

Charles picked up a piece of cheesecake, looked at its size, and wanted to eat it in three bites, but thought that it was in front of a good friend, so he just opened his mouth wide and stuffed it all at once: "Dad said, What Jiesi Taser thought of—a new type of (chewing and chewing) armed force, piloted by one person, more flexible and maneuverable than airships, equipped with steam machine guns, and powered by burning a kind of energy.” He finally put this piece of cheesecake Swallowing it down, he stretched out his hand towards the milk biscuit, "Dad said, it has been designed. As long as the right energy source is found, it can be put into production and test flight immediately. If it succeeds, it will be able to shine in the future. We can take advantage of the trend to develop a special manned aircraft for travel, and fly from the sky faster than a steam ship."

"You craftsmen are really good. You always have so many wonderful ideas, and you can still put them into reality." Hearing about the war, Traynor's eyes sparkled. The past few years have been the period of rapid development of Intis. The whole country is filled with the idea of ​​fanatically following the Son of Steam and eagerly wanting to expand its territory. Traynor, who is a royal family and a hunter family, was born in this environment, so naturally he is destined to embark on the road of glory. Feel very much looking forward to.

"Dad is the most powerful craftsman."

Speaking of this, Charles was a little proud, but soon languished, muttering in a low voice: "...Oh, why am I the son of my father? My sister is so outstanding. Everyone says she is beautiful and smart, and she is smarter than me. Suitable to inherit my father's title. My mother said that my sister could write and read fluently when I was my age, but I can't write well now... I want to be an excellent craftsman, but my father is the most A great craftsman, I am destined not to be able to compare with my father."

Trainor's eyebrows furrowed.

This friend of mine is good at everything, can do handicrafts, can make a few branches and flower vines into beautiful flower crowns, is quiet and gentle, unlike my other cousins, they all fight first to connect with each other when they meet, or They are so proud that they want to grow two eyes on their chin to look at people. They dare not speak up in front of their father, but when they bully themselves, they are called a common enemy. I will suddenly start to feel sorry for myself, give up on myself, and then give up thinking, squatting in a small corner and muttering.

"...Of course, after all, a genius like Uncle Gustav has only appeared in the Fifth Era until now!"

Trainor couldn't help defending his friend. Seeing that Charles was still talking, he immediately grabbed two biscuits and stuffed them into his mouth, continuing to express his opinion: "It is true that Gustave was the only one who invented the steam engine. Uncle Husband! He’s the only one in the Son of Steam! But aren’t all the tools we use today invented by him?!”

"Don't you..."

"Don't interrupt me!" The hunter raised his voice and patted the table hard, "Did Uncle Gustav invent this?"

"no……"

"What about this one?" Trainor patted the rug where he was sitting.

"Not at all."

"That's right. Not everything is invented by my uncle. Before my uncle was born, other craftsmen have been making life props!" Probably the royal family has a talent for speech passed down by blood, Traynor generously stated He said that he was moved, "Don't you count the hard work of other artisans? Before Uncle Gustav was born, they were the ones who were transforming the world! You will also be an artisan in the future! Charles , whether you are powerful or not, you are one of the reformers of the world!"

Charles' eyes became brighter and brighter. He suddenly lowered his head and wiped his eyes so fast that Trainor almost didn't see clearly.

"I, I know." Charles choked up for some reason, "I will try my best to become an excellent craftsman! I will do what I can to help others, and follow the church and God down-to-earth."

"That's right." Trainor was extremely relieved, feeling his throat was a little dry, and began to think about finding something to drink after returning home.

Seeing his friend sitting back and carefully putting away the model plane, Charles rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Dad always goes to your house through the back door recently. Did he chat with Uncle Edward?"

Trainor was thoughtful: "I don't know, usually mother and father go to entertain Uncle Gustav, and I took this opportunity to sneak out to play, just like now." He reacted, his expression suddenly became a little bit Vicious, he whispered, "Charles! Did your sister ask you to ask?!"

No matter how much an eight-year-old child puts on an expression so vicious that he wants to kill his friends on the spot, he won't scare others, but if the person opposite is also eight years old, it will still be very deterrent.

"I, I, I, I was seen by my sister when I ran back!"

Charles hurriedly complained for himself, and without even thinking about it, he revealed all the "conspiracies" of his sister, and comforted his only real friend: "My sister said that if you don't agree to her, tell your mother! My sister is always like this, she likes to worry Other things! What does your lord's matter have to do with us, she actually wants to develop me into...a spy! Yes, a spy!"

"Don't ask me next time!" Treynor said viciously. From his current rather frightening expression and tone, as well as his self-taught intimidation, we can vaguely glimpse the immature "war maniac" 30 years later. shadow.But after being fierce to Charles, he saw that the other party looked like he was about to cry, so he quickly slowed down his voice to make up for it, "I know! Don't cry, it's not your fault! I won't talk to you like that next time!"

"I really don't know what my father and uncle talked about... By the way! My mother told me yesterday that when I grow up, she will take me to travel to other countries, such as Feneport and the Southern Continent. He said, maybe there is no need to apply for a passport at that time, I don’t know what that means.”

"Hmm... No need for a passport? What do you mean you can go directly?" Charles thought for a while, "I don't really understand..."

"Hey, never mind, what does your lord's business have to do with us?" Traynor said imitating the other party, reaching out to the remaining cakes and biscuits, "If you don't eat it, I will eat it!"

"Don't, didn't you promise to leave it to me!"

TBC
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Writing these foreshadowing and extra plots is extraordinarily good...

* These are warm and beautiful stories that once happened, were shattered by reality, and finally buried in the memory of the living.

(End of this chapter)