When he first entered Corn City, Charles was wondering whether there would be a reproductive isolation between humans and orcs?

Now the answer is here, no.

About three years ago, Charles accidentally learned during a quarrel between his mother and father that his father had a beautiful lover in the north.

At that time, Charles didn't know about the sub-human orcs, and had only seen the green-skinned orcs who came to the church to find Madam St. Angel. So at that time, Charles imagined a love story between his father and the green-skinned orc...

Then he looked a little higher at his father's courage.

After his parents died, Madam St. Angel handed over a non-public will written by her father to Charles. At this time, Charles learned that her father and her lover in the north had a daughter named "Red Leaf". But he didn't expect that the aunt and elder sister were cat people.

After leaving the market, the three of them walked for about ten minutes, and finally arrived on a gloomy street. No lights on the houses on both sides of the street were on, and the street lights on the street were not lit, and the surroundings were covered with darkness.

A strong wind blew, and there was nothing on the street except dust.

There is a lack of stone on the grassland, and the most nearby maple trees are not suitable for houses because the wood contains sugar, so the houses of the residents in the city are basically rammed earth houses.

"It's Lavender Street," said Aunt Cat to Charles. "We live here, but there are few people here except in autumn and winter."

Aunt Cat and Sister Cat’s house are located in the middle of Lavender Street. From the main entrance, it seems to be a storefront. There are no words on the signboard, only a crystal ball on the mat.

Among the orcs, some senior officials began to give children humanized names, such as Marcus, while most people at the bottom still named their children according to their simple habits.

During the conversation along the way, Charles learned that Aunt Cat and her name were Coriander, and that Sister Cat’s name Hongye is exactly what residents on the prairie call maple leaves.

When Aunt Cat opened the door, Charles saw a small blackboard next to the door saying "Prairie North, heavy rain, slightly cool."

When he walked into the door, a strong smell of fragrance came towards him. When the candle was lit, Charles saw that there was a hall divided into two rooms with thick curtains. Next to the front hall, there was a cash box with a slit on the top and several chairs. Through the half-opening of the curtain, you could see a low table in the back hall, and a crystal ball the size of a volleyball was placed on the purple cushion in the middle of the low table.

Aunt Cilantro said to her daughter, "Yezi, go to the kitchen to prepare some snacks, and I will say something to Charles."

Hongye nodded and left through the side door of the front hall.

Charles was taken to the back hall and sat on the cushion at the low table under Aunt Cilantro's guidance.

Then Aunt Cilantro opened a drawer at the bottom of the shelf with the key and took out a box from it. After sitting behind the low table, she placed the box before Charles' New Year. Charles also took out a box of exactly the same style and placed it in front of Aunt Cilantro.

Neither of them spoke, quietly opened the box, then took out the letters inside and started reading.

There were two letters in the box in front of Charles, one for Charles and the other for his sister Mira.

Charles opened his letter and saw his father's handwriting appear on parchment.

"Charles, my dear son, if you see this letter, it means I am no longer alive.

Please don't be sad about my departure, I have everything ready for it.

Fifteen years ago, the prairie encountered famine. One day after I transported my food to Corian City with Madam St. Angel, I came to Lavender Street in my spare time and walked into a divination shop.

It was Coriander that made me the first and last divination of my life.

She told me that the result of divination was that I would die for some irresistible reason from the time my son was born and before he became an adult.

Charles, please don’t blame yourself for this matter. Divination is like this, and the answer you get is very vague. Your birth just happened to be used as a reference.

Later, I analyzed this incident with your grandfather and concluded that this incident was related to the upcoming demon war.

I don't know if there is any chance to tell you about the origin of our family. If not, you can ask Sister Elizabeth about this matter.

In addition, our family has a secret. No one has been able to crack this secret for more than three hundred years.

Our family has a generation of research and business, in order to study this secret and try to discover other clues in business.

The specific content of this secret can be asked by the Elf Queen Victoria. The inquiry command is to "eat durian without spitting out durian skin".

(Durian is a fruit that only grows in the sea of ​​southern elves. It tastes delicious and guarantees that you will never forget. This is what my father told me, and now I also tell my son, and I hope you can tell my grandson too.)

I hope you will explore this secret hidden deep in history when you become an adult.

If a war with the demons breaks out, I hope you go to the eastern region to escape this war. If you want to participate, it is best to unlock this secret first.

Finally, there is a secret ancestral teaching that the Meccardon family has always been secretly announced by you: Don’t believe in any God.

You can use them, but you cannot give your faith to them. Remember.

Mira has violated this ancestral teaching, but please don't blame her, because she didn't know anything at that time. No matter what, she is your sister who is thicker than water.

Also, please take good care of coriander and red leaves, I owe them too much.

Burn after reading”

A ball of flame emerged from the brazier, and Charles looked at the beating flames and remained silent.

On the other hand, Aunt Coriander also read the letters brought by Charles. In addition to the letters, there was also a large stack of dowry left for Hongye.

When the flames in the brazier went out and Charles smashed the ashes, Aunt Cilantro asked, "Is it an accident or a conspiracy?"

Charles replied: "Elizabeth said it was a conspiracy, and I believe her judgment."

"Who?" At this moment, Aunt Cilantro's voice was as cold as the cold winter?

"Alan Bischberg, the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Bischberg," said Charles. "He proposed to Sister Mira before the incident and was rejected."

Aunt Coriander left, and the room fell into silence, with only the "crackling" sounds made from time to time when the candle burns. The light kept jumping with the candle flames, sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and the pattern of the tapestries on the wall seemed particularly mysterious under the changing light.

Suddenly, Charles found something strange about the pattern on a tapestry on the wall on the left.

Charles jumped up like a slime, and then came to the tapestry to observe carefully. There were many patterns woven by golden threads on the tapestry. When the light changed, the reflection of golden threads could be seen at a certain position to form a group of patterns.

Charles sat back on the mat, then slapped the position on the mask's forehead, and said to himself, "I knew it would be like this."

At this time, Aunt Cilantro walked back with a roll of parchment. She sat down and opened the parchment and recited: "Alan Bischberg, the fourth prince of the Kingdom of Bischberg on the north bank of the river, was born in the 1903 divine calendar and was 16 years old this year. She was smart since childhood. She read hundreds of books in the royal library at the age of three, and half a year later she taught herself to cast her first magic. At the age of eight, she hunted an adult Lan Xiong alone in the mountains. At the age of ten, she joined the Adventurer Union and immediately passed the union assessment. She then formed an adventurer team to hunt monsters everywhere. She was highly suspected of being a reincarnated brave man."

Charles listened to the enemy's information for a long time. Why do other time travelers have golden fingers, either rich or capable of hitting? But he started stabbing wild slimes when he was eight years old, and others killed bears! Where is his golden finger?! Did he smuggle?

He was very obedient and did not ask Aunt Cilantro where the information came from. He believed that if the other party was willing to let him know, he would definitely tell him.

"What are you going to do next?" Aunt Cilantro asked Charles.

"Be stronger and take revenge yourself!" Charles replied.

"Do you need my help?" Aunt Cilantro continued, "I can find someone from the Demon clan."

Charles shook his head and refused. He didn't want to give him a gift package of experience.

"I'll do it myself," he replied, "and Elizabeth will put pressure on the Kingdom of Bischberg through diplomatic channels."

After a while of silence, Aunt Cilantro said, "Just have your own ideas. If you need help, please contact me."

Then she stood up and pulled Charles out, "Go upstairs to eat, I think you should be hungry."

In the good weather, residents on the northern prairie are not short of meat, butter and various dairy products. In addition to the free-range chickens in the pastures, there is no shortage of chicken and eggs. However, there are not many grains here, mostly mixed grains, and wheat flour is a luxury. In addition to a few fruits that can be grown on the edge of the maple forest on the grassland, there are only dried fruits and candied fruits brought by some merchants. Therefore, people here rarely use meat to entertain guests, but use various pastries with dried fruits and candied fruits.

As a fortune teller, Aunt Coriander's family still has a considerable income, so it is still okay to greet Charles with luxury goods.

Just as the younger brother was talking to his mother, Hongye began to make snacks to entertain his younger brother in the kitchen.

Because I had already expected Charles to come, the red leaves were ready to knead them together with flour, dough seeds, goat milk, maple syrup and eggs the day before, then add butter and knead them evenly again, and finally put the fermented old dough in a cool cabinet.

The raisins in the jar have been soaked in wine, the candied apples and peaches have been cut into small grains, and the thyme picked from the wild has been washed and chopped.

Then, the red leaves mix the flour, goat's milk, yeast, old dough, raisins, candied fruit, thyme and butter and knead it again after fermenting for 30 minutes, and then wake it up for 30 minutes.

During the dough and the dough, she mixed the eggs, flour and maple syrup into a sticky batter, and then spooned them on a baking tray set on a fire to make small round cakes the size of fingers.

After the small round cake was prepared, she put the dough into the oven and baked it.

When Charles was dragged out of the bathroom by Aunt Cilantro, the fragrant bread was baked.

While eating bread, Aunt Cilantro said to Charles: "We don't have any extra rooms here. You can sleep with Ye Zi tonight. You don't have to worry about the lawsuit tomorrow morning, just leave it to me."
Chapter completed!