Chapter 559 Return to the North I

About ten minutes later, Gadis's voice came from the study——

"Give me that suit and come in!"

There is a strong sense of toughness in the words, but the voice is weak.

"OK!"

Dean replied, looking at Tom at the same time.

After a while, Tom walked up to Dean with a set of dresses, and handed the dress to Dean respectfully.

Boom, boom!

Dean knocked on the study door.

"Do you need me to go in?"

Dean asked.

"Just pass the clothes in... Zelgon, please don't behave like a knight!"

Gardis reminds Dean.

To this, Dean didn't answer, just chuckled twice.

However, Aleander, who had been standing beside Dean, looked at Dean nervously.

The look in his eyes, as if his beloved was about to be snatched away, made Dean's smile amplify unconsciously.

The door of the study opened silently.

A small slit was exposed.

A white, slender arm stretched out.

"Give me!"

Caddis said.

"no problem!"

Dean smiled, and put the dress in the palm of the opponent's hand, and his eyes were on the slender arm and palm, scanning; as if sensing such a gaze, the opponent immediately retracted his palm like a frightened rabbit Go back, and the door of the study is also tightly closed.

However, not long after, the door opened again.

smaller body. The floor-sweeping long skirt and long golden hair, the more immature face, if it weren't for the coldness in the gray eyes.

It will definitely make people think that this is a life-sized doll made by a famous craftsman.

Although it is only the height of eleven or twelve-year-old children.

Seeing the person coming out of the door, Tom was taken aback, then bowed to Dean——

"My lord, this is my mistake..."

Tom said in shame.

The clothes in front of me, no matter from any angle, are not suitable.

Not just skirts. Even the sleeves are about a third bigger.

Dean waved his hand with a smile, signaling Tom not to worry. He took a step forward and looked down at Gadis in front of him—in fact, when the arm that was different from an adult was stretched out before. Dean had a clue.

However, he was only sure when the other party really stood up.

"The downside?"

Dean asked.

"Do you think I'll tell you these things?"

Jiadis' body and appearance became smaller, but her thinking remained in the normal range. She said something coldly, and then walked back to the study.

Dean followed with a smile.

Then, the door of the study was closed again.

But this time, only Dean and Gadis, and even Aleander stayed outside.

The conversation started late at night. until the early hours of the morning.

When Tom entered the study with breakfast, Gardis had disappeared, and he turned his head and looked towards the hall. Aleander also disappeared.

"My lord, breakfast!"

Tom, who had some guesses in his mind, didn't ask Dean directly, but reminded Dean of his duty.

"Put it here!"

Dean didn't look up, he was going through some papers - all while he was going to the high game. Most of the accumulated documents are small things in Dean's view.

but. But he had to sign to complete it.

Complicated, but helpless.

Because this is one of the rights of the patriarch.

"Yes, my lord!"

Tom put down his breakfast and was about to leave the study lightly.

However, just as Tom was about to leave, Dean spoke again——

"Tom pack up, we're leaving in the afternoon!"

Dean said so.

"Set off?"

Tom was taken aback.

"Go back to Zelgon Territory in the north - some things must be completed before Midsummer Eve... Jerry and Cidru are also there, just in time for you to get together!"

Dean raised his head and said with a smile.

"I'll get ready right away!"

Tom bowed and walked out immediately.

For Tom, the closest people in memory are undoubtedly two.

One is his teacher, under the pseudonym Sidru, the nominal old housekeeper of the Zelgaon family.

The other is Jerry, who has been studying and researching with him since childhood.

Tom was naturally extremely happy to see the two of them again.

Not long ago, he met his teacher in Gaosai.

Seeing Tom leaving in a hurry, Dean couldn't help smiling again.

Returning to the north is inevitable.

Whether it is some things in his plan or the people he misses, he needs to leave as soon as possible.

Of course, it is also necessary to report to Grand Duke Emerald.

...

A caravan travels from south to north.

The heavy load made the sturdy trucks creak and creak, and the rough horses pulling the carts were panting heavily.

The groom of the caravan looked at the state of the poor horse and frowned worriedly.

If things go on like this, let alone the emerald city, I'm afraid it won't be able to survive even halfway.

"Steward, the horse can't hold it anymore!"

The groom reported to the person in charge of the caravan.

"Then take a break..."

"Impossible, steward!"

As soon as the person in charge of the caravan opened his mouth, the leader of the guards stopped him.

"This place has left the range of the three southern counties, but there is still a considerable distance from the emerald capital. Many bandits are entrenched in this vacuum!"

The head of the guard said solemnly.

"That, that..."

The person in charge of the caravan was immediately in a dilemma, his young face was full of anxiety.

Obviously. The young leader who set off with the caravan for the first time lost his mind.

Almost subconsciously, the young man looked at the old man beside him - this was the entourage arranged for him by his father, an experienced businessman.

"Pick out valuable, valuable items. Ditch the useless ones and get through here quickly!"

The old man said so.

"But, but..."

The young caravan leader suddenly became more and more anxious.

You must know that these goods were carefully purchased by him. As long as they are transported to the Emerald City, they will be a huge profit, but now it is really hard for him to accept them.

"Kimpton is attractive, but life is more important!"

The old man looked at the young man. Said slowly.

A few days ago, when this young man who was in charge of a caravan for the first time began to purchase these items. The old man had already anticipated today's situation.

However, in order to let the young man in front of him grow up, he kept silent.

But now, seeing the pain, reluctance and despair on the faces of young people. He understood the correctness of his approach.

Perhaps, a few Kimptons were lost.

However, the growth that can be exchanged is far more than these Kimptons.

"Reduce luggage and trucks, and discard heavy goods of average value!"

The young man almost gritted his teeth and said this.

"People can gather these goods, hide them somewhere, and pick them up when we return—although we may lose some when we return them to the place of origin, it's better than having nothing at all!"

The old man who got a satisfactory harvest. Remind young people.

"That's right! That's right!"

The young man who thought he was going to lose a lot of money immediately nodded his head again and again.

Immediately, follow the old man's instructions.

The entire caravan immediately took action.

And at this moment——

whoosh whoosh...

There was a sound of breaking through the air.

"Enemy attack. Cover up!"

The leader of the guard immediately changed his face, shouted loudly, and immediately pushed the young man to the ground, and pulled him into the side of the truck.

chop chop chop...

The sound of a series of arrows shooting into wood was mixed with several screams. Many people in the caravan were shot by arrows before they could even react. fell dead.

And this is just the beginning!

After that, there were two consecutive waves of arrow rain.

When the effect of the arrows was further reduced, immediately, no less than one hundred bandits poured out from the Emerald Mountains on the west side, brandishing their swords and rushing down.

The leader of the guards rushed up immediately with the remaining guards.

However, it was obvious that their numerical disadvantage put them at a disadvantage from the very beginning.

As time went on, this disadvantage became more and more obvious.

Those bandits were even able to separate their hands and surround the caravan.

"Is there a way..."

The young steward looked at the old man beside him.

However, at this time, the old man also shook his head sadly—maybe he has rich experience and knows that many local specialties can be sold at a good price there.

However, he does not have the general force of a knight.

"It's over, it's over!"

Seeing the gloomy look on the old man's face, the young man slumped on the ground in despair.

blah blah...

The sudden appearance of the loud sound of horseshoes raised hope in the heart of the desperate young man. However, when he saw a team of less than ten people coming from a distance, with a carriage outside, he had just been promoted. The hope that was raised was once again despaired.

"Be careful, there are robbers here!"

Although desperate, the young man with a conscience shouted loudly, hoping that this team could avoid disasters like his own.

"Bastard, let you talk!"

The young man's reminder made the bandits around him angry, and one bandit slashed at the young man with a long sword in his hand.

Subconsciously, the young man closed his eyes.

However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't feel any pain in his body.

When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly realized that the robber in front of him turned into an ice sculpture.

"This this……"

The surprised speechless young man looked at the team almost instinctively.

The window of the carriage in that team was opened, and a slender and powerful hand stretched out, and the azure mist wrapped the palm.

It was already summer, but the moment the azure mist appeared, it suddenly dropped several degrees.

whoosh whoosh...

In the young man's eyes, that powerful palm suddenly created a phantom, and there was a continuous sound of breaking through the air.

After that, the palm was retracted, and the window was closed.

This team didn't stop, and went straight across the entire battlefield, disappearing into the distance.

And at this time, the young man discovered that all the robbers around him had been frozen, turning into ice sculptures one after another.

"This is, what's going on here?"

Surprised young man talking, all with a stutter.

"Snowflake Badge...it's Zelgon, the Frost Nobility!"

The old man was also in a daze. However, his rich life experience made him think of where the imprint on the carriage came from. It was almost instinctive, the old man blurted out.

ps second update~

I really want to eat braised pork...

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Thanks to the prodigal son who is wandering around the world, turtle0920200 starting point coins for the reward~~~ Decadent bows again to thank the brothers and sisters who support decadent~~~(To be continued)

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