sleepwalking

Chapter 817 Aziz's Wish

The city gate guard was stunned for a moment: Elf prophet Iros.No one on the mainland knows his name.Unexpectedly, unexpectedly came to the city of Paris.

Didn't it mean that the elf prophet Paris hasn't left the elf forest for thousands of years?
Then why did he come to Paris City?
Seeing that the city gate guards were stunned, the driving elf, Allen, became a little impatient, "Why, do you still want to verify the identity of the prophet Iros?"

The city gate guard immediately came to his senses, "No, no, no need. Please enter the city."

Saying that, the guard stepped aside.

The beast cart convoy entered the city of Paris and headed eastward.

Immediately, a city gate guard reported to the general guarding the city.

The general guarding the city immediately entered the palace and reported to the emperor...

Az sat on the stone bench at the gate, looking at the gloomy sky, bored.

He, his father, and his grandfather were all born in this house.

The area of ​​this house is a quarter of that of the imperial palace. Apart from the imperial palace, it is about the largest house in Paris.

The house is very exquisite, the palace and gardens are all first-class.

There used to be many people who coveted this house, but they were all turned away by Dean Paon of Orpheus College.

Aziz's grandfather was born in this house and died in this house.

When he was able to work, he also guarded the gate.

When he died, he said that his only regret was that he didn't see the main family move in, and he didn't know who the main family was.

Aziz's father, too, was in the same situation as Aziz's grandfather.

When he died, he also said that the only regret was that he didn't see the main family move in, and he didn't know who the main family was.

In this house, there are many servants like them.

They are all passed on from father to father, from father to son, doing the same job and guarding the house.

Aziz's father died ten years ago.

Now, Aziz is also in his 40s, almost 50 years old.

He looked at the sky and thought, when he dies, he doesn't know who the master is, right?
Thinking of this, Aziz felt a little sad.

Human life is too short.Especially ordinary people like them.

Aziz also remembered it with emotion.

The main family that can be maintained by Dean Paon must have a different identity.

The most likely beings are elf emperors, orc emperors, dwarf emperors, and goblin emperors with aloof identities and long lifespans.

Az would often write down the names of these four creatures, and then order soldiers to deduce who would be the owner of the house.

It is the kind of game that children often play, write down the names, and then point to each of them with their fingers, "Order the soldiers, who is my good veteran..."

See whose name the finger is pointing at.

Aziz also knew that this was a silly trick for children, and it couldn't be taken as real at all.

Moreover, whether it is the Elf Emperor, Dwarf Emperor, Goblin Emperor, or Beast Emperor, they have all been pointed out by him.

So, not at all.

There is only this one house on this street, so usually, except for slaves like them, there are almost no strangers.

Occasionally children from the next street come to play.Aziz also became acquainted with these children.

Can call each child by name.

At this moment, Aziz heard the sound of a car.

There was the sound of the wheels rolling across the ground, and there must have been gold bells hung on the car. As the car moved forward, it made a crisp sound of "ding bell, ding bell".

Aziz listened silently, thinking about what kind of convoy of cars drove across the street.

Unexpectedly, the sound is getting louder and louder.

Az stood up cleverly and looked over.

I saw a car pulled by a team of unicorns driving into this street.

There is only one house on this street, and it is the one he is guarding now.

Could it be?Could it be?
There was a surge of excitement in Az's heart, and he couldn't suppress it.

However, Aziz's body was numb, staring straight at the beast cart.

The animal cart drove unhurriedly, and stopped in front of the gate of the house.

Aziz watched the elf driving the chariot get off the shaft and came in front of Aziz.

Az was still stunned.

The elf took out a sign and held it up in front of Az.

The sign depicts a towering giant tree with many fruits on it...

Aziz has seen this brand before.

Since I was a child, I was taught that one day, if someone appeared with this sign, it was the owner who appeared.

The pattern of that brand has long been memorized by Aziz, and he knows it by heart.

Az took a closer look.

Sure enough, even the forks on the tree, every branch and every leaf are the same.

Aziz's eyes filled with tears: Father, grandpa, what you didn't wait for, I did.

Elf Allen was a little impatient.

This house has existed for thousands of years.It is the foothold of the elves in the city of Paris.

never used.

However, as long as you see the sign, you should know that the owner's house has arrived and you should open the door to welcome him. Why did the person in front of you start crying.

He looked dumbfounded.Don't talk, don't greet, don't call master, just stand there and cry.

Sure enough, humans are trouble.

Allen spoke, "What's your name?"

"My name is Aziz." Aziz was still dumbfounded.

"Az, since you are a servant of this house, you should know our identities, right?"

"Identity...?" Az seemed to wake up suddenly, and began to shout loudly, "Come out, the master is here, the master is here..."

Aziz's voice is not usually loud.

On weekdays, Aziz would not report anything to the housekeeper if something happened in front of the gate. That would be too laborious, so he would just shout at the gate like this.

Everyone in the house can hear it.

Sure enough, after Aziz yelled words, less than a minute later, many people rushed out of the house.

The first thing these people looked at was not Aziz, but the sign in the hand of Elf Allen.

These people stretched their necks one by one, staring at the wooden sign carefully, for fear of making a mistake.

Being surrounded by these people, Allen was a little unhappy, "Have you seen enough?"

Butler Li De stepped forward and calmed down his excitement, "I'm Li De, the butler. Excuse me, is the master here?"

Allen spoke, "Yes, the ten most talented young men of the elves, and the elf prophet Iros are also here, and they will live in this house for a few months."

The servants behind were stunned, and then ecstatic: It turned out that their master was the elf prophet Iros.

It's too face-saving, okay?

In fact, any elf holding this brand is their master.

The elf prophet Iros doesn't care about these little things.

However, they automatically ignored the others and regarded the Prophet Iros as their master.

The butler fell to the ground with a "plop", "My legs are weak."

There were a few more "plops".

"My legs are weak too."

"Hmm, I don't know what's wrong with my leg, it's also soft..."

Allen was a little annoyed: These useless humans, seeing that the master's house didn't entertain them well, their legs went limp one by one.

It seems that every once in a while, an elf should be sent to train them.Lest they be so useless.

(End of this chapter)