Stray

    Ten years later-fourth

    "Meatloaf? Save me one." Jesse's voice came faster than anyone.

      The long, scattered blond hair was scattered in a black monk's uniform, and there was a delicate sapphire earring on the earlobe. With that beautiful face that was a little exaggerated, Mr. Dylan didn't have the slightest taste of a simple monk.

    Adrian Cross beside him carried a large bag of snacks, and also replaced the old clothes that had the holy emblem on his chest torn off. The style of the monk's clothes was exactly the same as Jesse.

    "It's better to sneak into the city this way, after all, we are people living in the shadows." Jesse pretended to make a salute, wiping away tears that didn't exist.

    "No, because we've just come over from Hatfield." Adrian carefully placed the snack bag on the table and spat out the truth mercilessly. "For the past six months, we have been active near the Holy Land. This kind of dress is more convenient for movement."

    The ex-judgment knight had long eyebrows, and his dark brown short hair grew a little bit longer. Unlike the stiff and icy cold ten years ago, his brows and eyes were softened a little by the smile.

    Adrian did not continue to equip the metal longbow, but instead was equipped with a simple standard silver sword and a standard free monk. Noticing Nemo's gaze, he nodded politely.

    "Hatfield, is old Quinn okay?" Ann chewed the cake in her mouth.

    "It's so good, it'll **** off the longevity of the next Pope candidate." Jesse walked into the table anyway and snatched a whole meatloaf from the large plate on the table.

    With no regard for the identity of the other party, the female warrior swallowed the cake in her mouth, stroked her sleeves, and stood up.

    When Ann picked up the hunting spear and jokingly poked Jesse's heel, Gallagher, who had already learned a lot of the truth, buried his face in his hands, looking like he was dead.

    Until there is a light sound of the plate hitting the wooden table in front of me.

    The beef stew and the side dishes he ordered were put down steadily, but his movements were not gentle and polite. Those hands clearly didn't belong to a man, Gallaher looked up along the other's wrists and saw a girl's face - a girl with braids, with an impatient expression, wiping the water stains on her hands.

    "I'll be here today, I have other things to do. Mr. Wright, today's pay." Della Layne reached out to Nemo.

    As soon as the new judge knight entered the door, the abyss sage sat down in the corner by the door, as quiet as if it did not exist. The former Judge Knight Commander obviously did not have such a deterrent power, and Della Lenien's eyes swept lightly over Adrian, only wrinkling his nose.

    Then the demon began to observe Jesse Dillon eagerly, and it seemed that he wanted to study the blond hair while the other party was not paying attention.

     Several record spar came out. "This is a structural analysis of the magic circuit in the Clebator salamander."

    Dara Lennion carefully pocketed the spar, and looked quite satisfied: "I can help you take care of the shop for another week, as long as you are willing to help me analyze my research results."

    "Deal."

    Nemo clapped the dust on his hands and tucked the wooden box back into the upper shelf. Ann glanced at Dellalainen's waitress with interest, then glanced at the wine cabinet. A flash of fire flashed across her vision.

    "Huh?" The female warrior approached curiously and looked around. "…What is this?"

    The wooden table is hollowed out, and a rattan basket full of threads is placed on the dark table near the wine cabinet. In the middle of the rolling **** of thread, there is a red dragon doll that has not been sewn. It kept moving without much dolling, and swung its long tail, which had just been sewn in half, to and fro, and ejected sparks from the clumps of thread that had been squeezed in.

    "Olivia's birthday next week, here's a present." Nemo took the rattan basket a little closer.

    "...very considerate, Nemo. But usually people don't make toys for children so, uh, realistic." Ann poked the dragon doll in the basket, which was almost real. Choose words.

    The shrunken version of the red dragon, which was completely irrelevant to cuteness, opened its mouth and spewed a string of non-threatening warm sparks. Then he coughed because he sprayed too hard, and spit out round smoke rings.

    "There shouldn't be a big problem? Debbie likes it very much. I made a blue dragon at first, and she took it away. This is the second one."

    Nemo grabbed a thread from the dragon's tail and carefully knotted it to prevent the little thing ramming through the rattan basket from tearing itself apart.

    "Don't worry, they're safe."

    Pinch the mouth of the red dragon with his fingers, Nemo solemnly promises.

    "This is still an inspiration from Mr. Meders. Remember his pile of skeletons that look like living things? Like those skeletons, this thing is not alive, it's just set up according to me in advance A good spell action doesn't do anything dangerous."

    "Oh, about this." Oliver leaned over and put his arms around Nemo's waist naturally. "Debbie put the blue dragon in the bedroom."

    "What's the matter, Ollie?" Nemo turned his head away.

    "It always secretly burns Godwin's socks during the day when no one is there, especially one pair at a time. Godwin also asked me about this at dinner last week. thing, Nemo, shouldn't you..."

    "Maybe there is something wrong with the spell." Nemo coughed twice and looked at the ceiling. "Occasionally... well, occasionally this kind of thing happens."

    "Oh—occasionally." God lengthened the sentence.

      "Speaking of this... Bagmoru, it's time to walk the sheep!"

    The grey parrot squeezed out of the back kitchen window with a chubby body, a bunch of grapes in its mouth.

    "I know, I know! It's so noisy, aren't you afraid others will hear?" The grey parrot swallowed the grapes and muttered in dissatisfaction.

    It wobbled on the floor, stepping over Oliver's feet deliberately and unintimidatingly.

    "In the end, I still didn't have a chance to eat my roast lamb chops." An glanced at the gray parrot and sighed with emotion. "At first, I thought that the sheep would not survive for half a year, but it even survived the expedition."

    "A few days ago, I also saw it trying to hit Ollie's horse and went straight through the horse's chest." Nemo patted Oliver's hand around his waist. "Actually, that Fuller goat is quite clever, half a year is really-"

    "Don't worry about it, I thought you two would only survive three months." An Youyou sighed with emotion.

    “…”

    "What are your plans for the next few days? Why don't you go to Doru for a day, anyway, Delia has brought a lot of spare teleportation spells. There is a trade fair in Doru recently, Dylan and the others There will definitely be no opinion."

    "Speaking of which, we may well tomorrow night..."

    Oliver was just about to accept the cavity when the black spar by the wooden table began to flicker. Nemo quickly kissed his lover's cheek, got out of the hug, and activated the communication crystal.

     "Brother, have you started dinner over there?"

    "Well, Jesse and Ann are here."

    "The old lady who was poisoned is no big deal, but she has to drink herbal medicine for two days to clean up the remaining demon toxin. There is no poisonous bell grass in my house, do you have any stock there? And the one who escaped Devil believer..."

    "It was taken away by Roderick, don't worry." Nemo's voice was smiling, "His luck is really bad."

    "Roderick... 'Lunar Eclipse' Roderick?! How did the Knight Commander of the Judgment come to your store, could it be—"

    "Dawning Tavern is fine, Debbie. And I don't need poison bellflower, I can go directly to see it tonight and treat it."

    "Speaking of which, I finally persuaded that stubborn Godwin."

    Debbie's tone became beaming, raising her voice.

    "We don't have to go to the pub to celebrate Olivia's birthday, everyone is here, come to Ramon's! We decided to have a birthday party in the backyard to make it more lively. If it's convenient If so, are you willing to come and help arrange it tonight?… As a reward, I can provide you with free accommodation.”

    In the end, Debbie's voice was full of laughter.

    "Ed and I have a double bed in the room, the best one." Jesse licked the crushed sesame seeds on his fingertips and immediately asked. "And a big bathtub."

    "I can give you the second best, I have to leave the best to my elder brother." Debbie responded very firmly.

    "...well, I'll take it."

    "And I'll ask Ollie to freeze the tub first before everyone is ready." After a short pause, she added.

    “…”

    "Come here when you're done, I happen to be baking the party biscuits for tomorrow. I think I baked a lot more."

    In the next few hours, Nemo saw Oliver closing the store so neatly for the first time.

    In the past ten years, even if they are traveling, they will come to spend various festivals with their loved ones on time. Familiar with the spatial coordinates of Signpost Town, Nemo can quickly rush back from any corner of the world.

    However, they mostly celebrated outside in the tavern, and even held a bonfire at the edge of the frontier forest once. Godwin was still a little strangely wary of Nemo, which eased a little after the baby was born. Although Godwin would not deliberately take his child from Nemo's arms, he stubbornly refused to allow Nemo to step into his and Debbie's home.

    "Okay, I have to admit, there's something about him that was awkward."

    At one of her oldest son's birthday parties, Debbie shook her head at Nemo.

    "Never mind, big brother. You see, we rejected 'the whole truth' after all. As far as we know now, the fact that 'you are the devil' is unquestionably true...and considering In your special circumstances, Godwin must be afraid that the children will grow up and remember things, find something wrong, and leak it to people who shouldn't."

    "I understand, he has helped us a lot before, I won't take it to heart." Nemo rubbed Debbie's hair with a smile, "But one size is one size, 'he married I'll have to digest it for a few years."

    "...Big brother!" Debbie couldn't help laughing.

    Looks like Mr. Lopez has finally relented this year.

    Under Debbie's precaution, Jesse failed to get the chance to take a lazy five-hour hot bath this time.

    This time Jesse was even the one who contributed the most—except that the things were flying so fast that it was a bit dazzling, and the backyard was quickly organized. The magic string lights are hung, and the ribbons and flowers for decoration are just right. In order to get rid of the sweltering summer heat, animal ice sculptures that will not melt are placed in the corner of the backyard, shimmering like crystals under the light.

    "Those two guys are not good at aesthetics." Mr. Dylan declared.

    The next night, the tables and chairs were also neatly arranged. The bonfire had been lit, and many of the town's children arrived before their parents and were running around screaming in the backyard.

    Parents are clearly at ease with Godwin Lopez, a former hero.

    However, Mr. Lopez fully explained the meaning of the word "scorched", and now he is panting to drag out two little boys who were trying to go to the kitchen to steal cakes, and one of them stuffed a cookie. Not to mention that just a few steps away, three young Lopez ran screaming in the backyard, trying to tug at the string of lights that Jesse had cast aura on.

    The hero tried his best to ignore Nemo, who was sitting under the giant sequoia, and seemed to be trying desperately to suppress his desire for help.

    Looking from under the tree to the hotel kitchen, you can see Debbie preparing cakes in the kitchen, and the other two shadows should belong to Adrian and Jesse. After setting up the tables, chairs and dishes, they went back to the kitchen with Debbie to help.

    For preparing food, not to mention Debbie, who used to be the chief mage of Horizon, one sage is definitely enough. Rather than attacking, Mr. Cross's real purpose is probably to watch over Jesse so that he won't sneak in ahead of time.

    But soon after they entered, Bagelmore and Ann also sneaked in. Right now, Marshal Gallagher happened to go outside the hotel to replenish cleaning tools, and he didn't have time to keep an eye on his lover. Counting Jesse, the former Judge Knight Commander may have to bear three times the pressure.

    Nemo thought seriously while sealing the red dragon doll in a gift box.

    Not far from him, Oliver carefully put the gift he prepared into the gift box made of colored paper, and finally checked the edges and corners of the table and chairs to make sure that they were all wrapped it is good.

    After making the final preparations, he took the gift box that Nemo had wrapped and put it together with the gift he had prepared. Then he grimaced and drove away a few young Lopez who rushed over to try to steal the gift.

    Nimo watched the figure of his lover.

    Considering that there were too many children coming to the banquet, Oliver left the Sword of Rest in the hotel and only brought the white ukulele. Seemingly aware of Nemo's sight, his knight turned his face and winked at him.

    Seeing the three little Lopez nibbling on cookies and candy with the kids, Oliver walked back to Nemo and pointed to the top of the tree.

    "Want to see, Your Majesty?"

    Oliver rolled his eyes with a smile: "There will be too many people in a while, so we won't be able to go up quickly."

    Nemo lifted it up, and a string of soft blue-blue light dots floated in the middle of the backyard, dancing like fireflies. The children hula-la all around, they fiddled with the beautiful lights with their hands, and no one cared about the two boring adults who suddenly disappeared by the giant sequoia.

    Oliver took a long breath after stepping on the top of the tree.

    There is no Ulysses' skull at the top of the giant tree, nor the dry bouquet and the bouncing tits. Missing the "Mr. White" he once was, in the hazy night, the old tree was no longer indistinguishable from the rest of the giant sequoias.

    It’s okay, Oliver raised his eyes slightly—

    Nimo stood where the skull used to be, staring at the scene under the tree.

    Under the giant sequoia, the townspeople finally began to enter. Someone played music, laughter and singing blared loudly, steaming upwards like hot air. The lyre, clarinet, and accordion mingled haphazardly, not at all harsh, but subtly pleasant. Looking from top to bottom, flickering firelight danced around people, and the ice sculptures in the corners shimmered.

    "Good evening, my lord."

    Amid the distant singing and laughter under the tree, Oliver said softly. He leaned on the nearest branch and held the ukulele in front of him.

    "I've played all the pieces you taught me. Now I try to write a new one myself...Want me to play it for you?"

    "Please." Nemo stepped forward instead of listening. "But before that—"

    "Daddy, Daddy!" Eddie Lopez screamed at Godwin half a minute later. "Uncle Ollie and Uncle Nemo are secretly kissing in the tree!"

    "Those two bastards, how could they be in front of so many kids—wait, you mean tree? Which tree?"

    Godwin looked left and right, grabbed a soft shoe, and waved it skillfully in the air twice, raising his voice.

    "Don't climb that tree in the backyard. I've said it ten thousand times, Eddie Lopez! . 

    "Mom, help—"

    Meanwhile, the beautiful sound of the ukulele came from the top of the tree, and was soon engulfed by the lively music of the birthday party.

    The stars twinkle above the night sky, everything is business as usual.

    [END]

    The author has something to say:

    Here, the main body of this article is officially over. There will be about five episodes later~

    Thanks to everyone here! After going around for so many years, the two simple townspeople (?) finally managed to escape from Lubiao Town to Noe City, a neighboring country, to start a small business and settle down XD

    This article was very cold at the beginning, really cold. Without everyone's support, I may not be able to persevere. I sincerely thank every little angel who enthusiastically supports the genuine! ! (;ω;)