Chapter 49

　　Surprised, Roltz didn't notice the two little ones' movements. He looked at Alan, who was only half a head shorter than him and didn't look like he was joking at all. He suddenly realized that this "reliable person" he should have come to for help was also a "child" who was only four years older than Sylphy and Rudy, and also had a reckless and willful side.

　　"It's true that Rudy and Sylphy are magicians, and Rudy's magic talent has been verified in many ways, but can they really handle this kind of situation at their age? Even if I let them go, Madam Senis will be worried, right?"

　　Just as he was about to reject Allen's rash proposal, he heard Allen continue.

　　"Sylphy and Rudy should be more threatening to monsters than many adults in the village. One of them is a high-level magician, and Rudy has already reached the Saint level. Some magicians in the adventurer teams are not necessarily better than them. Wouldn't it be good to bring them over to see what's going on? A fledgling that stays in a greenhouse won't grow up, right? Uncle Loltz?"

　　Roltz pursed his lips twice, and looked past Alan to see Senis in the house. She was a former adventurer, so her words must be more convincing than his own.

　　But who would have thought that although Senis also showed a surprised expression, she agreed with Alan's words about "fledgling growth" and recognized his strength. She thought of her experience of being cheated after running away from home. After a little hesitation, she nodded and agreed without much hesitation.

　　"I think it's possible. Paul has always said something similar to me before, but I didn't agree to it. Now that I think about it, Rudy is just a child, but he is indeed more capable than many magicians in the adventurer team. He just lacks some experience. This opportunity is really good. Although Rudy is smart, he is still a little lacking in dealing with people compared to Alan."

　　Alan: ???

　　Rudy: ?????

　　"this"

　　"Besides, if they are with Alan, I don't need to worry about their safety. Alan's ability is enough to serve as the main swordsman in the S-level adventurer team. Let me think about it, he almost takes into account Paul's adaptability and Gileno's sharpness."

　　Rudy: ?????

　　Alan shook his head, recovering from the strange praise from the "other people's" child in the "job less" version. He glanced at Senis's face with her chin resting on her hand as she lost in memories, then turned to look at the stunned Roltz, swinging the hilt of the knife in his hand at the crack of the door in front of him.

　　As the scabbard slowly swept through the air, the snowflakes that poured into the house were like snow dancing being swept up by the wind from his sword, and then returned along the gaps in Roltz's body and merged into the wind and snow outside.

　　This action reminded Roltz subconsciously of the scene last winter.

　　At that time, it was the sword light that this young man squeezed out of the air that saved him from the brink of death.

　　He hesitated for a moment, looked at Sylphy who was eager to try, and although he still felt something was wrong, he nodded.

　　"That's fine."

　　Finally, with Ceness and Lilia watching them off, Allen, Rudy, and Sylphy followed Lortz into the snowstorm, carrying the extra bread they had made at home over the past few days.

　　——

　　"Sir Knight! The monsters are attacking the protective net!"

　　A villager with a rough face kept inserting the knife in his hand through the gaps in the hard vine net, and on the other side of the net were densely packed monsters.

　　The blade is inserted and then pulled out.

　　There was a stream of steaming blood, gushing out all around like a bursting faucet, and the monster's flesh and fur were scattered all over the ground, and the surrounding snow on the ground had been dyed red by the blood.

　　At the other end of the net, forest snakes and giant gnats were jumping and falling from the sea of ​​blood, and the snow was making a popping sound. But at the moment they jumped out, if you look closely, you can find that many snakes and rats were biting each other, and only a small number of them realized that there was more delicious "food" nearby and tried to attack the villagers.

　　Most of them were biting and fighting each other, but the battle between the monsters just happened to affect the protective net.

　　Even so, the rattan net still made a teeth-grinding creaking sound, as if it would break in the next second.

　　There are too many monsters.

　　At first glance, the pile in front of this villager looked like more than ten monsters mixed together.

　　Seeing that the net seemed unable to hold, the villager dropped the knife in his hand, fished out a fork from the snow next to him and tried to hold up the net.

　　But at this moment, the snow pile in front of him suddenly rose and fell, and then exploded in front of him!

　　A rabbit-shaped monster with iron spikes all over its body, almost half the size of a human, quickly jumped out of the snow! It seemed that it had seen the villagers throwing knives, and took this opportunity to cross the net and attack the human it had been coveting for a long time.

　　In panic, the villagers subconsciously wanted to use forks to resist.

　　The next moment, violent wind howled in the snow, and a figure rushed into his field of vision, tearing the monster in front of him and the snow pile together, plowing a deep gully on the ground.

　　The wind pressure hit the monster's limbs and internal organs like rain, and the villager was soaked from head to toe. He looked at Paul who arrived in time, and his legs went weak and he sat on the ground.

　　Paul swung his knife and threw all his limbs aside, looking gloomily at the exposed ground under the snow.

　　The broken Saw-Thorn Rabbit head fell into the ravine, and on both sides of the ravine, densely packed dark monster holes were exposed to the air.

　　A few giant rats poked their heads out of the hole and tried to bite the rabbit's head, but were immediately cut into pieces by Paul's sword.

　　"Damn it! Why are there so many this year? The ground is full of holes made by monsters."

　　Paul reached out and pulled up the villager beside him, then looked around.

　　Almost half of the adult male villagers in the village were here, and each of them looked at Paul with a very tired look on their face.

　　The latter heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was injured, and sat down in the 'trench' that was exposed by the sword energy. The snow on both sides was very deep, reaching the level of his face when he sat down.

　　He was about to open his mouth to signal everyone to rest, but at this moment, he heard a rustling sound.

　　It seemed as if some hard object was rubbing and squeezing the hardened snow.

　　Paul's face changed and he turned to look at the cross section of snow beside him.

　　In the cross section of the snow, countless monsters had made dense holes, and their scarlet eyes lit up one after another.

　　The monster has been thirsty for food for a long time.

　　Human flesh must be more delicious.

　　Why does the monster tide come earlier? This is supported by a very clear logic/causal relationship, and the foreshadowing will be buried until the end of the tutoring, and a big rhythm will be set.

　　Well, that's all I have to say. Any more would be too much.

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　　(End of this chapter)

Chapter 67: The points are stagnant, and Sylphy's fatal question.

　　The snow in Buena village is very deep.

　　Four figures, two big and two small, were vaguely visible in the wind and snow. The crunching sound of their steps on the snow was mixed with Rudy's inquiries.

　　"Uncle Roltz, which monsters are the main ones causing this riot? I can use magic to attack them in a targeted manner."

　　Roltz led the way in front, Rudy followed slightly behind him, and Allen and Sylphy followed side by side behind them.

　　Roltz glanced at the two people behind him and responded.

　　"Mainly some D-level monsters with strong reproductive ability, forest snakes, giant rats, saw-thorn rabbits, frost tide frogs, martens, red-eyed demon monkeys, and frost weasels."

　　As Roalds continued to explain the dishes like reading out the names of dishes, Rudy's face turned paler and paler.

　　"so much?"

　　"There are so many every year, but this year there are more. We should have done a good job of cleaning it up last year. We also asked for help from other villages, but the information they sent said that they also had a monster tide there."

　　Lorz's words, filled with regret, were blown away in the air by the wind and snow.

　　Different from the chattering conversation of the previous two, Allen and Sylphy seemed a little too silent.

　　Alan's attention was obviously not on the conversation between the two. He casually cleared the snow around Sylphy, and looked at the snow in the air absentmindedly, wondering what he was thinking.

　　Sylphy walked beside him, still looking petite, her height only reaching the level of Alan's chest. She had indeed grown a lot taller this year, but Alan grew even faster, resulting in her feeling a little shorter than last year in comparison.

　　But time has undoubtedly left its mark on her.

　　She has lost many of the characteristics of a child's body. Although her clothes are still loose, her waist and legs are already quite girlish. At this time, she put her hands behind her back and took big steps, stepping steadily on the flat ground that Allen had cleaned.

　　The green hair danced in the wind and snow, and through the gaps, the reddish-brown pupils glanced at Alan who was moving forward with a mechanical snowplow beside him.

　　Crunch.

　　"Is it better to use fire magic?"

　　The sounds of Lorz and Rudy's conversation mixed with the sound of stepping on the snow. Sylphy withdrew her gaze from Alan's profile, suddenly took a big step forward, came to the front of Alan, turned her head and looked into Alan's eyes.

　　"Alan, have you been troubled by anything recently?"

　　Alan was stunned and looked at Sylphy's little face which was red from the cold.

　　"Ah? No? Why do you ask?"

　　The next moment, Sylphy jumped slightly, her hair flying, and she stretched out her finger to gently poke his brow.

　　With a clatter of footsteps, she continued to move forward with her back to him, looking straight into his face, in the face of Alan in a daze.

　　Alan's soft, slow and leisurely voice, which was very personal, floated into his ears.

　　"If you have nothing to worry about, then why have you been frowning for the past six months? You've also become less talkative."

　　".Really?"

　　Sylphy tilted her head and looked calmly at Alan's deliberately relaxed brows.

　　"Not only do you talk less, but your eyes have become a little strange, as if there is something very far away right in front of you, Alan, you always want to catch it, but you can't."

　　Alan looked at Sylphy through the snowflakes blown by the wind.

　　In the sight of the two people, snow and smoke were entangled.

　　[Current stage: Infancy, cumulative participation score: 90 points. ]

　　[It seems that there is only one step away from the perfect score, but often the most critical step is the chasm between us. ]

　　Alan looked at the system panel that appeared. Even though Sylphy's face was on the other side of the panel, he couldn't force a smile.

　　It's been a year.

　　Ninety points is still ninety points.

　　There is no progress.

　　Over the past year, he has been using his usual methods to constantly improve Paul's family's favor, but there has been no indication of any rating improvement.

　　Even he went to Mrs. Somar's place to brush.

　　Um. And I won't go into details about the time when the lady was scared away because she was too big and too enthusiastic.

　　And now, only half a year is left until the end of childhood.

　　He was a little anxious.

　　Whether the positioning system is good or not is secondary. The feeling of being just a little bit short of achieving it but still failing to do so makes him very depressed.

　　"I say, system, you keep saying that there is a huge gap between us. Every time I ask you for details, you run away immediately. Can you give me some practical hints?"

　　The panel froze for a long time before the words were finally reorganized.

　　[Honestly, if you let yourself get into trouble, you might gain something, but if I tell you how to do it, you may never get the 10 points.]

　　'You're here with the riddle man? Speak nicely.'

　　[.Alan, you are too rational, too pragmatic, like logic, and are good at summarizing rules. You want to think clearly about everything, and then make subconscious choices to seek benefits and avoid harm.]

　　[I understand that this is related to the social environment before you traveled through time, and your experience of relying on relief funds to get into college from an orphanage also fueled this mentality. This mentality does give you some "abilities", and you did obtain the healing magic pattern because of these "abilities"; you responded quickly to the cheating incident and came up with a solution, winning the favor of Lilia Senis and others; grabbing a lot of points. ]

　　[But this doesn't mean you are on the right path. ]

　　[Can you understand what I mean when I say this? ]

　　The densely packed "future vision" on the page of "memo" in the bedroom flashed through Alan's mind. He was stunned and speechless. He wanted to refute the system, but the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter them for a long time.

　　Consider each option rationally, choose the best solution to the current situation, and act like an emotionally stable 'adult'.

　　Isn't this what all office workers are like?

　　Is there anything wrong with seeking benefits and avoiding harm?

　　As Alan muttered to himself, the panel seemed to no longer want to communicate with him. A gust of wind blew and the panel disappeared in the wind and snow.

　　Sylphy turned her back and walked backwards to see Alan's expression more clearly. Seeing that Alan did not respond to her words for a long time, she shifted her gaze away from Alan's face, looked at the newly fallen snow on her feet, and spoke slowly.

　　"Alan... Could it be that..."

　　The soft voice "woke up" Alan from his stupor. He blinked with a dazed expression.

　　"I was so busy talking to the system that I forgot I was talking to Sylphy. Did she notice that something was wrong with me? 'Something far away but out of reach' is a very accurate description."

　　"Eh? Wait, could the gentle and considerate young form of Mother Bai in the future offer any constructive suggestions?"

　　Thinking of this, Alan broke free from his confusion and stunned mood, looked down at Sylphy, waiting for her unfinished words.

　　Sylphy lowered her eyes and looked at the snow at her feet.

　　"Could it be that"

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