They all call me master

The red paper is square and contains a gold ticket with a face value of 1.

Red envelope!

There were two red envelopes in Arthur's hand.

Of course, there is no custom of red envelopes in South Los Angeles.

But the atmosphere of the 'Winter Festival' has been heightened to this point, and Arthur always feels that it is almost meaningless not to give a red envelope.

Moreover, Merlin and Gawain are also people he likes.

At Arthur's signal, Merlin and Gawain took the red envelope. After opening it, they were both a little confused when they saw the 1-gold ticket inside.

"This is a reward for your hard work."

Arthur said this.

"Thank you, sir."

Merlin saluted respectfully.

Gawain cheered first.

Then, when he saw Merlin saluting, he scratched his head in embarrassment, and then immediately followed Merlin's example and saluted.

"Thank you, sir."

Arthur smiled and waved his hand.

He didn't dislike Merlin's politeness and humility.

He liked Gawain's frankness and simplicity very much.

"Go ahead, after delivering the message, you will have a holiday today.

Just come back after the ‘Winter Festival’ is over. "

According to normal circumstances, the first two days should be off, but Merlin and Gawain are the first and second male servants. Even if they are part-time, they must be there during the Winter Festival. Only after they truly retire can they have a holiday.

But now, Arthur's holiday made the two of them overjoyed.

Even Merlin, who acted like a little adult, couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.

The little adults who are acting are also children.

Who doesn’t want to have fun on vacation?

Seeing the two of them jumping up and down to deliver the letter, Arthur couldn't help but sigh——

"A child's joy is so pure."

As soon as the words came out, Arthur felt something was wrong, and then corrected him.

“It’s simplicity that makes you happy.

Guys like me, who want to be happy...

too difficult. "

Arthur shrugged helplessly as he muttered to himself.

How can a guy who even talks to himself have to correct himself from time to time, mixed with performance, how can he be happy?

It would be an understatement to say that he put all his energy into it.

One step counts as three steps, very good.

but,

unhappy.

so--

Arthur untied the red ribbon that Merlin and Gawain had tied, and tied it again.

Tied like a bow.

There was no response from the courtyard gate of No. 2 Kirk Street.

But [Death Snake Banyan] is different.

This [Death Snake Banyan Tree], which has been promoted to a 'war tree', always feels strange when feeling the red bow on its thick branches.

Not a bowtie monster.

It's that it doesn't know what's so funny about it.

However, if the master likes it...

[Death Snake Banyan] mobilized its branches and sent the trunk tied with a red bow to the highest point.

The bow dances in the wind.

The warm winter sun shone down, and the red silk satin took on a bright color, just like a real butterfly dancing. The boy under the tree was pacing in the sunshine, humming a tune that only he could understand.

"The stars are shining in my dreams, let me be happy, let me be happy..."

The entourage in the tune did not make Arthur happy.

Still, it's a bit relaxing.

It is a kind of relaxation that belongs only to you.

Basking in the sunshine, he raised his arms and put them behind his head, squinting and feeling the rare warmth.

The cold wind seems to be getting warmer at this moment.

After more than ten seconds, Arthur raised his arms behind his back, crossed his fingers, and stretched upward vigorously, his joints crackling at this moment.

Then?

Naturally, it’s time to complete the next thing.

Is it possible to still bask in the sun here?

This kind of luxury...

It would be nice to have this moment a year.

Arthur continued to hum, turned and walked into No. 2 Kirk Street.

He needs to send a letter to Rick's farm.

Although his training men cannot come back, their greetings must come.

In view of the distance between Rick's Farm and No. 2 Kirk Street, Merlin and Gawain are not suitable, but either Fulgin or Wu Ni is extremely suitable.

As the crow flaps its wings, the greetings from the 'spiritual medium' arrive as promised.

When the sun set, Maltz, carrying a box containing his old friend, had already knocked on the door of No. 2 Kirk Street——

"Good evening, thank you Arthur for not forgetting me, a lonely old man."

The old sheriff hugged the deputy and joked to Arthur.

“Who tells someone to turn down an invitation to their own child?”

Arthur spread his hands.

"It's good for the children to have their own families. An old guy like me is an outsider - don't expect your children's wives or relatives to take care of you and accommodate you like your own children.

Also, your presence can stress your child.

So, why didn't I say no? "

As the old sheriff said, he handed the gift in his hand to Arthur.

With the relationship between the two of them, they naturally don't need gifts when they visit on weekdays.

But today is the ‘Winter Banquet’, so naturally I have to bring gifts.

As for gifts?

A deer steak that Maltz prepared in advance himself.

"Nice gift."

Arthur said with a smile, looking at the Sheriff holding the old Sheriff in his left hand.

The cow cat has grown up a lot, and its coat is getting shinier, but it obviously rarely goes out. At the moment, it is hiding in the arms of the old sheriff, looking around warily with wide eyes.

When he discovered Pendragon in the corridor, he became even more cautious.

Everyone can see it.

But immediately, the Sheriff struggled out of Maltz's arms and rushed towards Pendragon in a flying posture. He did not fly towards him, but circled around Pendragon, jumping up and down from time to time. Fan.

"The Sheriff is really lively and lively."

Arthur commented.

"Well, he's more lively and active than you think, and there's always no warning..."

Before Maltz finished speaking, the Sheriff who was running around Pendragon suddenly seemed to realize that he had a tail, and then began to chase his own tail crazily.

Spin, spin, spin again.

Then……

A little dizzy.

The Sheriff lay down and went to sleep.

His tail was waving crazily because he couldn't catch it.

Snapped!

Suddenly, the tail slapped him in the face.

Suddenly, the Sheriff became angry.

Get up and chase again.

Seeing this scene, Arthur couldn't help laughing.

Maltz shrugged helplessly.

As for Pendragon?

He quietly took a step away.

The cat has a 'this is a cat too' expression on its face.

This made Maltz, the owner, even more embarrassed and a little concerned about the intelligence of his cat. He immediately walked in, handed the steak to Ms. Anna, and picked up his cat.

“It’s okay, it’s okay.

Hit your own tail and hit yourself. "

Maltz comforted the sergeant.

But Arthur looked towards Simok Avenue.

Immediately, his eyelids twitched.