Otherworldly Castle Era

　　 "Daddy, even if you get a cold fish, it's a problem that you can't sell it." Christoph seemed to have thought of something. He didn't know when the excitement just disappeared, he just lowered his head.

　　 The old man also thought of the increasingly depressed fish market in recent times. He also lowered his head, but made no sound, and didn't know what he was thinking.

　　 Christoph looked at the silent father, and then asked: "Father, did you say that the pirates have been making trouble again recently?"

　　 Hearing this question from Christopher, the old man raised his head and asked curiously: "Why do you think so?"

　　 "I need to ask." Christoph looked as it should be: "Except for pirates, why else can I not sell the cold fish that the lofty lords on the mainland like to eat now."

　　 "Huh?" The old man didn't expect Christoph to be able to say so well-founded, but the old man shook his head and said, "It shouldn't be a pirate."

　　 "Why isn't it a pirate?" Christoph asked Dad unconvincedly

The old man shook his head, covered the storage compartment, stood up, walked to the bow and picked up the harpoon lying horizontally, put his hands to look at the sun, and asked without looking back: "If it's a pirate, why not? See someone at the port talk about it?"

"That's...that's because..." Christoph was still unconvinced, wanted to argue, but didn't know how to refute it. In the end, he really didn't know what to say, and said, "It's because of the pirates anyway. "

　　 "What do you know!" The old man turned the harpoon and walked to Christoph's body, handed the harpoon to him, and sat down to the stern, holding the sculls, and started rowing.

　　 "What do you know, old man?" Christoph put down the harpoon, turned and asked the old man who was rowing the boat, as if he wouldn't lose face by asking.

　　 When he heard this, the old man stopped rowing, as if he was angry and sad at the same time, which made Christoph a little uneasy.

　　 Just when Christoph secretly decided to apologize, the old man sighed deeply and said: "If it is a pirate, the cold fish will only increase the price. It won't be like it is now, and the price reduction is almost impossible to sell."

　　 Before Christophe’s response, the old man seemed to remember and reminisce, and said by himself: "Pirates don't dare to move the merchant ships of Snow Island."

　　 Christoph came back to his senses, and continued to ask: "How did you know, daddy?"

　　 Dad just grinned at this question with a wrinkled old face, he just immersed himself in paddling the sculls, but he stopped talking.

　　 On the next return journey, no matter how Christoph asked, the old man would not say a word. When Christoph got bored with the question, he would not ask if any, but he still took this question in his heart.

　　Bingxue Island’s daytime is particularly short, and when dusk approaches, the fishing boats also touched the shore.

　　 "Have you heard? Crilanf ran into a large group of black ships while going out to sea!"

　　 "So I don't know? I heard that the black ships ignored him, as if something was going on."

　　 "I've heard about this too. Those black boats hurriedly just looked south. I guess they're going to a party."

　　 "No, the time for the annual Black Ship Conference hasn't arrived. It's definitely not the reason."

　　……

Christophe, who was carrying the wooden barrel, saw the fishermen gathering in groups in the harbor, chatting lively, and immediately handed the wooden barrel with the fish to the old man who was mooring the boat to catch up with him, and exclaimed. : "Father, I'll go see what's going on."

　　 Papa took the barrel, holding on to the direction of home, while paying attention to the conversation of the fishermen on the road.

　　 "Hey, Alf, I'm back, how are you today? How much is the gift of Poseidon?" An acquaintance fisherman said hello to the old man.

　　 The old man Alf put down the wooden barrel and smiled honestly at the acquaintance on the side of the road: "Hey, good luck today, Poseidon has gifted a few."

"Luck is so good? I will try again tomorrow, hoping to gain something." The familiar fisherman sighed Alf's good luck, as if he had thought of something, and said to Alf mysteriously: "I heard that Criland My husband went to sea and encountered a large group of black ships, and I don’t know what happened. Alf, what do you think?"

"I stopped doing it long ago and didn't let Christophe get in touch. You ask me now, I don't know." After Alf said, he picked up the barrel, looked around, and saw probes everywhere in the distance. Christophe, who inquired, shouted loudly: "Christopher, I'm back, it's dark."

　　 Waiting for Christoph to return to Alf in an anguish, and said dissatisfied: "Daddy, I'm in my twenties, why are you looking after me like this? How shameless I am?"

　　 Christophe said so, but he still honestly took the barrel from his father and hugged and followed Alf.

"When this ice sea period is over, you can take two cold fish to marry Ellie's house in the next street." Alf didn't say much, thought for a while, and said a sentence that almost made Christo If the husband dropped the wooden barrel in his arms to the ground.

"No? Daddy, Ellie on the street next door? I'm not young anymore. A Qiang, who is the same age as me, even has a kid next door, but Ai Li and I are just friends, but I don't have any other ideas. After Christoph finished speaking, he whispered to himself softly: "I don't like the look of Ellie that looks so weak and weak."

"What did your kid whispering in the back?" Alf turned around and glanced at Christoph, before he waited for Christoph's answer, and then said: "If you don't have it, you won't have it. Anyway, the old man will not be too lazy in the future. Take care of it."

　　 It's not that Alf didn't find someone for Christophe, but Christophe used all kinds of excuses to escape each time. After all, he is such a big person, and Alf is not easy to manage.

　　 Back home a few blocks away, Christoph held the barrel and followed Alf into the house, put the barrel under the wall made of ice bricks, and ran out in a hurry.

　　 "Wait, you'll take care of those fish and shrimp tonight, I'll take a look on the street." Alf stopped Christophe, who was about to run out.

Christoph looked at the old man who walked out of the house, opened the barrel, and muttered: "Is there a group of pirates soon? What's the matter? I also know that Crylanf and those people have also been pirates~ www.novelmtl.com~ How can I not know if I am a kid..."

　　 Of course Alf knew that some secrets could not be kept from Christoph, but Alf still didn’t want Christoph to follow the old path of these people, after all...

　　 Christophe cooked the fish and shrimp in a clay pot. Alf hurried back home with a meal. As soon as he walked in, he patted the snow on his body and said, "I will go out to the sea tomorrow, and I will not go out again."

　　 "What's wrong? It's the ice age so soon, I remember there is still a while?" Christoph handed Alf a bowl of warm seafood soup.

"It really made you right, the pirate has made a big move." Alf did not drink the fish soup directly, but warmed his hands in his hands, walked to the firepit and sat down, and said to Christoph A sentence that surprised the other party.

　　 Christophe was surprised for a while, and then asked, "What big move?"

Alf took a sip of the very delicious fish soup without any seasoning, and then replied: "I don't know about it, but it's not peaceful. I will stay at home after catching the fish tomorrow. Right."

　　 This conclusion was drawn by Alf based on years of experience. As for what kind of experience it is, this is what Alf never mentioned.

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