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The observation tower converted from the attic not only has observation holes for peeping into the outside world, but also some powerful throwing weapons-half baskets of ripe tomatoes.

On the table next to the viewing hole is a copper three-branched candlestick and an open notebook. The notes are not blank, and most of them are written in neat fonts on the spread out page.

When Old Phil's attention returned to the street outside the house, Barrett glanced at the note secretly. Then he saw something like this:

"March 45, '52 (what calendar is this, Barrett doesn't understand). Outside the street, Athena was talking to her friend Clara and said, 'Look at this new black fox I bought What about the coat?' But the fact that the coat was a wolverine's hide, anyone who hasn't been brain-sucked by a spider can easily tell the difference."

"Lies and vanity have brought this woman one step closer to depravity, and I wish I could throw raw onions directly into her mouth and give her a moment of peace. But I can't do that, can't! Because the stock of raw onions is running out. More, I have to make soup with them. If the soup doesn't have onions, it will be a hundred times more terrible than the end, then I might as well let the 'Hourglass' eat me, anyway, sooner or later both things will be to happen."

"Fortunately, tomatoes can also play a very good role in redemption, and I have a lot more, and can save a lot of people. My throwing level has not regressed, and two tomatoes hit Athena's head and coat respectively. This ungrateful woman yelled at me, 'Ah, my clothes, dammit, you old lunatic to hell!' She must have been smashed in the head by a tomato to say such nonsense. After all I'm not crazy at all, and I'm not old at all."

"'Hourglass' once told me that I could live to be four hundred and sixty-two years old, but this time is too long for me. I would be too much to halve and then halve, if not for waiting..."

"What are you doing? An overly curious cat." Old Phil's voice suddenly came from Manzi's ear.

"No, nothing, just take a look!" Barrett hurriedly looked away, looked around with a pretense of calmness, and finally focused his eyes on the ceiling of the watchtower, "There's a spider there." He pointed to the roof A cobweb in the corner said, "Do you need me to help you clear it out?"

"Clean up? No, that's 'Abel', it's the guard here, responsible for my safety." Old Phil said, "I suggest you don't provoke him, or he'll leave you with nothing left. .Abel is very powerful, not even butterflies and bees are his opponents, yes, including ants. Yes, ants are the worst! They want to destroy my castle, so I need Abel to help me get them all annihilate."

Does the old man in front of him really have mental problems, or does he have a different personality? Barrett looked at the bloodshot eyes of the other party, unable to judge in his heart.

Behind Old Phil, Barrett saw a somewhat familiar building directly opposite through the observation hole. If he guessed correctly, he was the first devil he saw in that building at the beginning. He also personally killed him and led out a duke of hell, and finally opened up an inexplicable entanglement with these purgatory creatures.

He remembered that a high-level mage who came to hear the news directly blasted most of the building with a terrifying elemental incarnation, but at this time, he could not see any damage, and it seemed that it had been repaired.

"If you have nothing to do, just leave." Old Phil suddenly started chasing people, wondering if he noticed Barrett's peeking. "Don't you still want to have dinner with me?"

I haven't even eaten lunch yet. "Can you? If you don't mind." Barrett asked cheekily.

"If you donate the 'dough' on your shoulders, I don't mind making you a chicken pie." Old Phil put the black cat in his arms on the diary, covering the contents above, "Everyone Everyone is good at what they are good at, and what I am good at is meat pie, listening to sounds, and breathing!"

"Breathe?" Barrett didn't quite understand.

"Yes, if you do something often, you will become very skilled." Old Phil explained, "And I am breathing almost every minute and every second, and it has never stopped since I was born, so I am most Good at this! You probably don't know, just now, I took another thirty or forty breaths. You definitely don't notice this, and sometimes I don't even notice it myself. Because what we're best at, It's often the thing we overlook the most."

These are all inexplicable words, "That's really amazing, haha, haha." The barbarian smiled awkwardly.

"Okay, get out of here, homeless cat. This is not your place, and you shouldn't be here." Old Phil looked at the barbarian expressionlessly, "I don't need your help now. , you also don't need my help, at least for now."

"Can I ask you one last question before I leave?" Barrett also became serious.

"Ask, stupid cats can only get smart by asking more questions, and while that won't work for you, it's still a way to do it. Because questions are like seeds, they can't be buried. No matter how deep you bury it, you will eventually emerge from the ground one day." Old Phil said incredulously, "So if you want to get rid of it, you'd better put it in the sun."

"So it will die from losing moisture?" Barrett tentatively said.

"No, I mean, that way some gluttonous squirrel will come and help you eat it."

"..." After all, I still couldn't keep up with the thoughts of this very different old man.

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to ask?" Old Phil became a little impatient.

"When you were young, um... maybe not so young, maybe about forty or fifty years ago. Did you lead some adventurers to a ruin at that time? And what did you get there? "Barritt looked at the black cat 'hourglass ~www.readwn.com~remains' beside the candlestick? "Old Phil frowned and pondered for a while, "I did go to the ruins before, but I didn't get anything. Like the rest of the team, I left empty-handed. "He put his right hand on the black cat 'Hourglass' and stroked it gently.

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On the eighth day of his return from hell, the little mage Chris finally found Barret and was about to start dividing the body of the Taikoo White Dragon.

There were four other people who followed him. They were: a follower of the legendary mage Timothy, the monster hunter 'Oston', who, like Barret, also had the title of 'Dragon Slayer'; and The master tailor 'Pupato', I heard from the little mage that this big master can only be promoted to a legend;

And the rock giant 'Luboric', because the size of the ancient white dragon is too huge, so in order to better direct the giant dragon, Luboric will be the main swordsman and others will assist. As for the last one, it is the famous chef 'Atwood' in the entire Muya city-state and the floating city.

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