The two girls were soaked until the water was cold before they were willing to come out. Roll changed the water, and it was his turn to soak it with the butler.

When a man is honest, he always feels more open-minded. The housekeeper is not as serious as before. He talks with Roll, talks about the romantic and romantic things in the imperial capital, and helps Keli make it round. It is a great time to talk to him.

As soon as Roll came out of the bathroom, he saw Kelly wearing a nightgown with a cartoon kitten pattern, holding a pillow in his arms, and staring at him with a straight look.

"I'll sleep with my dad at night!"

She acted coquettishly.

"No, you're a big girl now."

Roll said righteously.

Kerry blinked and gave in:

"Then... I'll ask my dad to help me comb my hair."

"This is OK."

Roll nodded and took his daughter back to her room and asked her to sit down in front of a simple dressing table.

This is one of the few furniture in the house, or Roll made it himself.

Roll first rubbed her head with a towel, wiped the moisture dry, then picked up a wooden comb, and combed her daughter with a little wet silver hair remaining.

Kelly narrowed her eyes like a kitten, her smooth little feet hanging outside the chair shaking gently, and muttered in a low voice:

"Dad is so good..."

Roll first smiled with a doting face, then showed a little lonely expression, and sighed:

"You will leave me one day, and you have to comb your hair by yourself in the future... Oh... No, Anya will arrange the maid for you, right?"

"They are not as gentle as their father..."

Keli shook her head slightly, and then suggested:

"Dad, will you go to the imperial capital with me? In this way, you can see me every day and comb my hair every day."

Roll almost subconsciously agreed, but fortunately he came back to his senses immediately, rubbed his daughter's head, and replied:

"Kelly, you should know that I will not settle in other places."

“Woo~”

Keli snorted, not continuing to get involved in this issue. She knew her father's stubbornness on this issue.

If he was willing to move, he would have been able to move long ago.

Roll helped his daughter to combed her hair neatly and without any confusion. He picked her up and put her on the bed, then took a blanket, and wrapped her into a tight silkworm baby.

Keli wriggled like a caterpillar and said angrily:

"I want dad to kiss."

Roll smiled and kissed her forehead gently.

"Hehe, good night dad."

"Good night baby."

After leaving his daughter's room, a trace of entanglement and worry flashed across Roll's face.

My daughter is very well-behaved, cute, obedient and sensible, but she is eighteen years old this year, and her body shape and character are still like twelve years old. Even after two years of studying, she has not developed and grown up.

He felt that this should be caused by her malnutrition in childhood, and she lived in the mountains for a long time and was always in a state of peace and lacked a mother.

The conditions at that time were too difficult, and it was also the most difficult test in Roll's life. He had only one arm, and he had to fight wits and courage with all kinds of terrible monsters, while also trying to find a way to nurture his daughter.

Fortunately, he found a wolf den in time, with a female wolf who had just given birth to a cub.

Roll immediately rushed forward, snatched away a furry little wolf cub that had not opened his eyes, and then handed the female wolf a threatening look:

(╬￣Dish￣)

In order to exchange for his cub, the mother wolf had to surrender to his tyranny and feed Keli in the cradle.

After that, Roll kept repeating this routine, kidnapping, threatening, and feeding his daughter.

But this routine is ultimately unstable. Many ordinary beasts in the mountains were scared away by monsters. Poor little Keli could only live a life of hunger and fullness, and was often so hungry that she cried.

It was not until later that Roller accidentally encountered a cow who had escaped from somewhere to climb the mountain, and finally relieved the dilemma.

The cows were dutifully fed the father and daughter, and finally died of their sleep. They were solemnly buried by Roll in the deep mountains.

It is already rare for Keli to survive such a childhood.

"Although my daughter has always been a small girl, she will eventually get married... Alas, this is also the burden that must be borne in raising a daughter..."

"But how can I get married like this?"

Roll lay back on his bed and muttered to himself.

Of course, he didn't want his daughter to get married, but he also understood that this was another pain that every father had to experience, and he had been making ideological preparations in this regard over the years.

He has not high requirements for his son-in-law, he has a good appearance, no problem with his three views and personality, and is sincere to his daughter, and has some strength, just be able to protect her.

You don’t need to have a car or a house, you don’t value your status, or you don’t need a dowry. You are simply a model father-in-law in another world.

As for some standards of strength, at least he must be an extraordinary person, better than himself and his daughter, right?

Roll was struggling for the middle of the night, but got up early the next day. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw the butler doing push-ups in the living room naked.

"Mr. Butler, it's a refreshing atmosphere."

Roll said hello, and his hands itched for a moment, so he also lay down and did it together.

The two of them did a hundred push-ups in one breath. The butler stood up from the ground, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled:

"Haha, morning exercise is very good for practice."

Roll looked at his enviable tendon and eight-pack abs and asked curiously:

"How many years have you practiced?"

The housekeeper replied generously:

"Time has not been left behind, and it has been more than forty years in the blink of an eye. What about you, Mr. Roll?"

"Shame, I have only been practicing for more than twenty years, so I am not as good as Mr. Butler..."

After meeting frankly last night, the two chatted a lot more casually and less restrained.

"Please take your own care. I will take Keli out for morning exercises, and when I look back, I will bring breakfast to my neighbors."

After Roll said that, he went to Kelly's room, pinched her soft face, scratched her little feet, and woke her up.

"Woo~ It's Baba..."

Kerry was sleepy, said in a daze, and then stretched out his hands from the quilt.

"Dad~"

Roll lowered his head and gently rubbed his stubble on her face.

“Geeh~”

Kelly smiled happily.

After her daughter begged for her, Roll washed her face, combed her hair, tied her two double ponytails, and asked her to change into the ordinary shirt she wore when she was practicing swordsmanship, and then she went out.

The housekeeper noticed that both of them were wearing swords and couldn't help but feel curious. Mr. Roll actually wanted to give Miss Kelly a guide to sword skills?

That is an eighth-level strongman with the title of Shining Star Sword Master. Mr. Luo is not even an extraordinary person...

Could it be...he has unique achievements in swordsmanship?
Chapter completed!