The sea two hundred meters away is now unavailable, and the sea is full of large and dense raindrops.

The newly reclaimed flower fields in front of the house are like the sea, undulating like waves by the strong wind.

Occasionally, a flash of lightning will pass by the low dark clouds, illuminating the newly built brick and tile houses in the distance.

Scarti, like before, was half lying in the balcony lounge chair, with snacks and tea on the small table next to him, and a book in his hand.

The raindrops crackled the canopy, but the strong wind turned into a breeze with water here, and the magic shield used on the empty island was used around the balcony.

The book in the girl's hand is a historical work introducing the old continent. The author is said to be a very famous scholar. Each of his books can be called a noble textbook of wisdom. In the past, the price was as high as the book.

Now, any person with some extra money in Hope Port can buy the newly printed works of this scholar.

It is said that the boss of the Octopus Gang stopped drinking and having fun at night. He first hired a literate teacher to learn to read, and then studied hard at home every night.

Just when other gangs were using him as jokes, he suddenly wrote a copy of "Hope Port Street Health Management Regulations".

There is a rumor that the city lord is very interested in this item and is considering contracting him with the entire street health tax in Hope Port.

These things were found by the servants who purchased the manor, and Charles only smiled and didn't take them seriously.

Scarty felt that studying was not the reason why the octopus helped the boss change, because his second uncle was a shepherd in the manor. Once when he came to visit his second uncle, he met Charles...

As for why Scarty was so clear, because every time Charles went to the sheep pen, she would always follow him from afar to see if this guy really had some intentions for the sheep as mentioned in that divination.

Scarty thought it was not a big deal for people to have that kind of thought. Now the book in his hand records several kings and nobles who have special interests in animals with more than two legs.

Charles is also considered a king, not to mention a great nobleman, so it is not surprising that he has similar preferences.

When Scarty thought of this, her heart skipped a beat, as if... she wasn't considered a human being...

She shook her head and decided not to think about this issue before returning to her hometown.

When the girl thought of her hometown, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

In the past, now, there is no need to think about anything every day and life is leisurely. When you are tired of rest, you will go to fight the sea monsters, and then you can watch Charles pull the sea monsters back to study how to cook. It is hard to imagine how to imagine it.

A person's mood will change with the living environment. She is a little worried now whether she can return to her previous life after returning.

Thinking about things in my mind, the book flipped seven or eight pages, but didn't even have a single letter into my mind.

She simply put the book aside and stretched.

Over the past period of time, Scarty found something was wrong with his body and his strength was a little stronger than before.

She thought it was caused by eating and sleeping all day long, so she didn't care.

There is only the sound of wind and rain around, and the studio next to the balcony is quiet.

If it were in the past, Charles would make some contemplative sounds or mutter to himself from time to time when painting, but now he is not here.

After living together in this world for two years, Scarty discovered that Charles was a person who couldn't spare.

At first, he said he wanted to calm down and draw. The bust he had painted, which he called "Snalisa" by himself, was finished. The painters from Hope Port "say" came to visit. When everyone was chatting, he developed the technique of using the principle of small hole imaging to quickly draw.

When the oil painting of his battle with the huge sea snake was completed, he tinkered with soap again.

After the inappropriate oil painting drafts of his battle with the big octopus that day were smashed by himself, he went to take the farmers in the farm to raise chickens for a month.

After finishing the serious oil painting of himself fighting with the big octopus, he went to tint kilns and earthen cement. Now the farmers have lived in brick and tiles houses.

After painting the oil painting of himself fighting a large-mouthed sea-Asian dragon monster, he ran to the village as always and transformed the blacksmith's stove and blower.

He just painted and tinted out the biogas pool, wheel plows, new horse yokes, wooden hand-crank washing machines and other things.

Scarty admires Charles very much. On the one hand, the key is that he can calm down and do these things that don’t seem tall at all.

At the beginning, the servants in the manor complained about his behavior and felt that the master was inappropriate in doing these things.

However, when they can eat eggs every few days, they will still be less like this. After everyone bid farewell to the thatched house and moved into the brick house, they can only praise the master.

The sound of rain was very hypnotic, and within a moment, Scarty fell asleep on the recliner.

While sleeping in a daze, she suddenly felt something soft pressing on her body.

Scarty didn't feel the thing hostile, so she subconsciously reached out and found that it was soft and warm, with a reassuring breath. Then she hugged it with both hands, rubbed it, and then continued to sleep.

After a while, Scarty woke up and found herself holding a puppet about the same size as hers.

Only then did she remember that Charles heard the tailor and some maids say that he was doing nothing all day, so he had been teaching them to be a mutton for a while to earn some extra money.

Now I am holding a red killer whale puppet, velvet fabric, with a lot of cotton stuffed inside, which is quite heavy, so it should be painful to use it to hit people.

Although it was raining, the weather was still a little hot. She slept with such a big pillow for a long time and was sweating a little.

The manor house has a bathroom, which is a bit ancient Roman style, and only Charles and Scarty are used here.

In the past two years, when Charles entered the bathroom, he would first look inside with his soul. If Scarty was inside, he would not go in. If he went in first, Scarty would then go in, he would pull up the curtain to divide the bathroom in half.

So Scarty took off her clothes as usual, tied up her long hair and walked into the bathroom, but today the curtain was not pulled up, and Charles was floating in the bath.

Unlike in the past, Charles was like a fluorescent tube, and his body emitted a white light.

When Scarty saw this scene, she felt her heart stop beating, so she hurried over and salvage the wand floating in the bathtub.

After catching the slaughter, Scarty checked and found that his heartbeat and breathing had stopped, but his body still had temperature. I just didn't know if it was just in shock or because he had been soaking in warm water.
Chapter completed!