Allen and his little bones [Western Fantasy]

Brown Oak Town, as its name suggests, is a small town full of tall oak trees.

Mr. Yarman's hut is also very easy to find. Although this enthusiastic old gentleman has attached his detailed home address and a small hand-painted map at the bottom of the letter, his nephew—Anthony Barton Tell Alan and Eli a more simple and crude way to identify the way: "Start counting from the first big oak tree at the gate of the town, count down to the fifth tree, and the small blue-roofed house next to the fifth oak tree is Uncle Arman's residence."

After finishing speaking, the red-haired instructor seemed quite proud, with a look of sharing an important secret with the younger generation: "This is my unique way to find the way when I was young, and it is much more convenient than memorizing house numbers and looking at troublesome maps. .”

"..." Allen didn't find it troublesome to look at the map. In his heart, he thought it would be more scientific and reliable to remember the house number, but he didn't want to pour cold water on his tutor, so he kept silent and nodded obediently.

Anthony felt that the young student deserved to be brought by him, dear, like him.

In the afternoon, he sent Allen and Eli out of the academy with a smile, and didn't turn around until he watched the two disappear into the teleportation array before turning around and preparing to walk into the academy.

"……Well."

After not taking two steps, the red-haired man stopped again. He let out a sigh of unknown emotion. He seemed to catch something from the corner of his eye, and then turned towards the other side: "Come out."

"You are as sharp as ever."

The seemingly empty place seemed to be a hole in the air, and a tall young man stepped out. The scenery around him distorted for a moment as he "walked out". Standing still not far away, the distortion will be terminated, and the surrounding scenery will return to normal.

The other party saluted Anthony respectfully: "Mr. Button."

The smile on Anthony's face faded a little because he had just seen him off, and he glanced at the other party's attire with an interrogating look: "The guests from the temple should still be resting at this time, preparing for tomorrow's departure, and Ives will be there for an hour. I was called away by Naguta before, and you didn’t follow him, but appeared here instead, let me guess——I have to go to the principal’s office again?”

This young man who appeared suddenly had a very friendly face, even though he just showed up in a rather abrupt way, he looked like someone who was eavesdropping and tracking but was caught by the Lord, but because of his calm posture, words and deeds He didn't flinch, and there didn't seem to be any malice in his body, which made his appearance seem natural again.

The young man is Elvis' bodyguard and paladin commander, Rhodes.

"You guessed right." The knight in silver-white armor gleaming in the sunlight said softly, "Instructor, please move to the principal's office. You may need to participate in the discussion about the problems at the end of the scepter."

After Anthony finished listening, he didn't answer, but stretched out his hand and waved it around slightly.

When he saw that with this wave of his hand, with him and Rhodes as the center, a film-shaped "light wall" lit up on all sides, his brows and eyes relaxed a little, and the smile that had just been restrained went back two points: "Put it in advance Cleared the soundproof wall, arrived nearby before I sent Allen and the others into the teleportation array, and used the illusion spell to hide the body and breath... You have made great progress in the past few years."

"You can't embarrass the academy and the tutor." Rhodes smiled lightly, without being overly modest in denying the progress.

It is a secret that only a few high-ranking mentors know that the direct mentor of this paladin commander was the headmaster Naguta when he was studying at school.

Allen has been favored by his tutor, but he has never heard it mentioned by the other party.

When Anthony followed Rhodes to the principal's office, with the house number and the small map provided by his simple and rude guidance Jayalman, Alan and Eli—plus Huo who once again hid himself Er —— also arrived at the gate of Brown Oak Town smoothly, and found the blue-roofed hut without much effort.

When Allen and his party stood in front of the gate of this two-story building with a garden, Arman Barton himself happened to be serving flowers and plants in the garden.

This old man, holding a long-necked jug and meticulously wearing a "three-piece suit" at home, just finished watering the small field in front of him. When he straightened up, he caught a glimpse of a figure standing at the gate of the courtyard out of the corner of his eye.

There was a letter from his nephew Anthony. Before seeing the faces of the two people at the door, Alman had already made a prediction in his heart. He guessed that this was probably the arrival of the two young men Anthony had mentioned. However, when he straightened up completely, When he turned to face the two, the gentle and friendly smile on his face was only halfway through, and he froze suddenly at what he saw. Immediately afterwards, he couldn't control his expression and went straight towards disbelief, and lost his voice. : "Julisa?!"

This call cut off the greeting that Alan was about to say, and it also made Eli on the side subconsciously tighten his fingers.

Eli's hand was originally holding Alan, and he held Alan firmly.

Armand Barton was still in shock, and Eli had the same problem of being stunned when his mother's name was mentioned, and Hall hid in the dark and was inconvenient to show up.

So among all the people present, Allen became the only one who could break the deadlock.

He took a slight step forward, and at the same time he stroked the back of Eli's hand calmly, and greeted Yarman: "You must have misidentified the person, I am Alan Wolf, a student of Anthony's mentor, and the person next to me is mine. Fiancee, Eliza."

The name "Eliza", which is too similar to Jiu Lisa, obviously had another impact on Arman. He watched the blonde "girl" open and close her lips a few times, as if exhausting all her willpower. It was hard to give Alan a look, and then he finally calmed down, put down the watering pot in his hand, and invited the visitor who shocked him into the house.

"Like, it's really too similar..."

The three of them had already turned into the house. When Yarman made tea for Allen and Eli, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on Eli frequently, and he muttered to himself.

The sound was actually not too loud, and there was boiling water "squeaking" beside it, and the sound of boiling water should have been able to suppress it.

However, the hearing of the two visitors in the house is outstanding.

Even if some of them can't hear clearly, there is still a "spirit behind" Hall.

Hall was able to get close to Yarman, who knew nothing about spirit bodies, and listen to all his whispers to himself, before repeating them to the juniors.

"Sorry." After returning to the sofa with the tea tray, Mr. Yarman seemed to have calmed down a bit. He realized that his words and deeds just now were very rude, and sincerely apologized to his today's guest, "I lost my composure just now. It’s just that Miss Eliza looks so much like an old friend of mine, I almost thought I saw the real person of my old friend.”

Eli was almost about to speak. He wanted to follow Arman's words and ask his mother for details, and wanted to know more about Jiulisa.

But Allen realized his intention to speak out first, and he felt his fingertips being pinched quickly.

The strong and gentle reminder made Eli shut up.

Allen then patted the back of his hand again, and asked him the question he wanted to ask: "It's okay, would you like to talk about that old friend?"

Allen expressed a little curiosity and speculation appropriately. He took out a file bag and a certain paper inside, but he didn't take it out completely, so that Alman happened to see a top column of the form: "... ...the old acquaintance you think of after seeing Eliza may be directly related to the purpose of our visit today."

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The author was beaten to the ground by his aunt. Today is short and small, and tomorrow he will try thick and long.