Lilia

　　Frandy is half a year older than Lilia, a little girl. Although they grew up together on Psal Island, Frandy was not too familiar with her.

　　In the eyes of the residents of the island, Frandy and Lilia are two special children.

　　It's because the soul of an adult lives in Frandy's body. He likes to run freely, and he likes to beat his body with various cumbersome equipment. But he refused to play games like house with children.

　　And Lilia rarely appears in places other than the magic tower where she lives. There are only morning classes and evening classes every day to study with the children. Almost every time I see her, she follows Algernon as a little tail. Even Lilia's brother Ted always complained, saying that every time she pulled Lilia to play, she would always refuse.

　　So Frandy didn't expect Lilia to have such deep feelings for Aunt Beth.

　　The little girl stroked Aunt Beth's silky tiger hair over and over again, her fingers were slender and long, like new shoots after the rain. Under the sunlight of the early morning, her little face seemed to be stained. Layers of blush, big eyes showing a very concerned look.

　　"Lilia, are you familiar with Aunt Beth?" Frandy asked.

　　"Well, I know, I have known each other for a long time." Lilia raised her head and looked at Frandy with her beautiful big eyes.

　　"I mean, I know you rarely leave the castle, I didn't expect you to know Aunt Beth so well." Frandy was a little embarrassed.

　　Lilia didn't speak, just kept looking at Frandy. There was a trace of doubt in his eyes, a trace of confusion.

　　"Okay, Aunt Beth, I'm going back, and I have to go to the restaurant for breakfast, otherwise I'll be late for morning class. I'll see you tomorrow. Lilia, are you going back?" Frandy stood up.

　　"No, I want to stay a little longer." Lilia looked at Frandy.

　　"Okay, Aunt Beth, goodbye Lilia." Frandy turned to leave.

　　"Wait a minute, Frandy..."

　　"What's the matter? Lilia." Frandy asked suspiciously.

　　"Frandy..." The little girl looked at Frandy and hesitated.

　　"kindness?"

　　"Frandy, I think...I want to ask you a favor." The little girl said to Frandy as if she had decided something.

　　"No problem, you have something to say." For a little girl's request, Frandy happily agreed.

　　"I want to go to a place, but I can't get there by myself, I need your help." Lilia said.

　　"To a place? Is it very far? To leave Psal Island?" Frandy was a little surprised.

　　"No, no, it's on Psal Island, it won't be far away," Lilia explained.

　　"That's fine. I am most familiar with Psal Island. I have been to almost all places. It is absolutely no problem for me to take you there." Frandy agreed.

　　If it is to leave Psal Island, Frandy really dare not say the package, after all, it is still very dangerous for two children under ten years old to go to the mainland without anyone leading.

　　Even if Frandy has the soul of an adult, he is not familiar with this world after all, but it doesn't matter if he is only on Psal Island. Frandy played on the island when he was four or five years old, and there is danger on the island places know. Those monsters who live on the island also know each other under the strong introduction of Aunt Beth. When Frandy wanted to come, the little girl probably wanted to find a cave exploration or something.

　　"Thank you, Frandy, then I'll find you after lunch." The little girl's delicate face showed a smile.

　　This was the first time Frandy saw Lilia smile at him.

　　"Okay, I'll wait for you!" Frandy agreed. After speaking, Frandy patted the heads of the two little saber-toothed tigers to comfort them, and then walked towards the castle.

　　Foodstuffs account for a large part of the supplies that Oskea Empire sends to Psal Island every month. Although the hundreds of residents on the island also cultivate some vegetables, they still have to rely on the mainland for supplies such as meat, grain, and condiments.

　　The restaurant in the castle of Psal Island is large enough to accommodate the residents of the whole island to dine at the same time. However, many families do not like the messy restaurant, but prefer to choose their favorite ingredients from the warehouse where they store ingredients and bring them home to cook by themselves.

　　Frandy's father, Lawrence Pullman, was the head chef of the cafeteria, so he dine with everyone in the cafeteria since he was a child.

　　Usually Frandy is always one of the first people to come, but today because of Aunt Beth's toothache, there are already a lot of people waiting for Frandy to come to the restaurant.

　　When Frandy entered the restaurant, two strong men happened to come out of the restaurant. It seemed that they had just finished their meal and were about to go to work.

　　Both of the two strong men were over 1.9 meters. Among them, the strong man with brown hair was more fierce, wearing shorts and shorts sewn from animal skins, with a hemp rope tied around his waist, while the other strong man had a short length. Beard, but wearing a cotton robe, looks more gentle.

　　"Good morning, Uncle Anger, Uncle Rhyme." Frandy greeted them.

　　"Hehe, little Flandy, why are you late today, did you sleep late like little Vito?" Ange, a stronger-looking strong man, patted Flandy's head and said.

　　The residents of Psal Island like to touch the heads of children, because when they were young, they were always touched by older elders, and the older ones were touched by older elders. , it started from the great magister Algernon who liked to touch children's heads.

　　"Oh, something happened this morning that took the time. Is Vito still sleeping?" Frandy asked.

　　"I threw him from the bed and threw him into the sink when I came out for breakfast just now. It's time to come. If you are late, you will be late for your morning class. Don't worry about me, your grandfather will teach him a lesson." Greg looked indifferent.

　　Just as he was talking, a little fat man rushed over like a pig with a burnt tail, with his head lowered in a hurry.

　　Fatty Vito and his father, Ang Orange, also have brown hair, but because they are still young, they are not as fierce as his father, and their fat little face is dotted with freckles. The eyes are not big, and he is a head different from Frandy, but he is the normal height of an eight-year-old child.

　　"Hey! Slow down, man." Frandy grabbed Vito.

　　"Ah. Frandy, why did you just come for breakfast? Did Mom lie to me, it's still very early?" Little fat Vito asked dizzy. It seemed that the cold shower in the morning did not wake him up.

　　Before Frandy could answer, he heard a "pop", and Anger's big hand slapped Vito's head.

　　"Stinky boy, it's so late every day. If you can't make it to the morning class today, I'll throw you in the tricolor spore taro and lock you up all night!" Ange taught his son a lesson. The already fierce face... even more fierce.

　　Tricolor taro is a piranha flower with huge petals that can enclose an adult strong man whole. And the stamens secrete a highly corrosive liquid that can convert the captured organisms into nutrients for absorption.

　　However, the Orange family, who is a gardener on Psal Island, has already developed a medicinal solution that resists corrosion. As long as this medicinal solution is applied, the attack and corrosion of most magical plants can be avoided, so the three-color Spore taro tragically turned into a small black house where people were locked up. It is said that Uncle Ange himself was often locked up when he was a child.

　　Although it will not be corroded when locked in, it will make people itchy, and the taste is absolutely unpleasant. Little Fatty Vito has experienced this kind of experience several times. So frightened that he didn't dare to look at his father, he dragged Frandy and ran into the restaurant.

　　The food at Pousal Island restaurants is very rich, and ingredients for special dishes from all over the Oskea Empire can be found here. However, for Frandy, who is growing taller, grains and vegetables cannot satisfy his appetite. The consequence of the great amount of exercise every day is that he has only one recipe, and that is meat.

　　Whether it is flying in the sky, running on the ground, or swimming in the sea, as long as it is meat, Frandy likes to eat it. His father, Lawrence Pullman, was the head chef here, so there was often some "good meat" cut off for Frandy to eat.

　　"Good meat" refers to the meat of monsters.

　　The continent of Oskea is extremely vast, and the two major human empires only occupy a very small part of the area that is most suitable for life. The pace of human exploration has never stopped. In the endless forests and seas, there are countless creatures living in treacherous and dangerous waves. Some of them live in places where magic elements are extremely abundant for generations. The evolution of generations makes these creatures born Able to cast magic, so this kind of creatures are collectively referred to as beasts.

　　No monster is easy to provoke, even a first-level monster must concentrate and kill with one blow, because magic does not have eyes. When you see that the monsters have cast magic, and you don't have a few expensive magic defense equipment, then all you have left is prayer. This is the motto of those samurai who make a living by exploration.

　　The meat of Warcraft is very precious. The higher the level of Warcraft, the more magical elements are contained in the meat, and the less likely it is to rot. One can imagine the quality of the monster meat that was able to insist on being transported to Psal Island.

　　Fatty Vito was already in line at the feeding port, while Frandy had sneaked into the back kitchen.

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