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"I didn't say you could leave."
The burly man stood up with a deep voice.
His tall figure blocked the already dim light in front of Yulian's eyes!
The surrounding younger brothers also restlessly put their hands in their pockets, their faces showing fierce expressions.
"When did you desperadoes dare to cause trouble in the city?"
Yulian smacked his lips, a strange look on his face.
Aren't you afraid of the city guards directly arresting you and interrogating you before chopping you all up as achievements?
"This..."
The faces of the surrounding younger brothers stiffened, and they all looked at the burly man.
"Since you know we're desperadoes, you still dare to not put us in your eyes?"
The burly man said in a cold voice.
"Kid, if you have the guts!"
"Okay, don't say harsh words."
Yulian yawned, and with a gentle lift of his hand, he pushed the burly man, who was a head taller than him, to the side.
"If you dare to make a move, just try."
"If you only bark, go guard the door of the tavern."
After Yulian finished speaking, he had already walked out of the tavern at a leisurely pace, and the group of thugs were completely stunned.
"He just seemed to be calling us dogs?"
A younger brother reacted.
"Not calling us, he seemed to be talking about the boss, he said the boss was..."
"Bang!"
The burly man slapped the younger brother who had just spoken fiercely to the ground, his angry eyes almost spitting fire!
Unforgivable!
He actually dared to humiliate us like this!
"I! Will! Chop! Him! Up!"
The burly man gritted his teeth and roared with all his might!
"Boss, I'll take people to chop him up right now!"
With their own boss being provoked, how could the younger brothers stand by and do nothing!
Bard fiercely plunged his knife into the table, his eyes red.
His appearance of uncontrollable rage was even more intense than the burly man's!
"Send someone to keep an eye on him for me, and when he leaves the city, just!"
After the burly man gave Bard a deep look, he made a gesture of slitting his throat.
"Yes! Boss!"
The clock reached twelve noon, and the bell tower in the square rang with a Boom boom boom.
Yulian stood under Himmel's huge bronze statue, looking around, and had not seen Mr. Yulian and Frieren for a long time.
"That's strange?"
"It shouldn't be!"
Yulian looked at the empty base of the bronze statue and fell into deep thought by himself.
It was normal for Frieren to be late, which was something Yulian was already used to.
But what's the situation with Fern!
Where's my big Fern mom!
"Mr. Yulian!"
Fern ran over from not far away, carrying large and small bags of things.
"Sorry, I'm late."
Fern panted, an apologetic look on her face.
"It's okay, it's okay, you've worked hard!"
Yulian took the things Fern was carrying and placed them on the ground.
He patted Fern's back with concern to help Fern catch her breath.
At the same time, Yulian couldn't help but complain in a low voice.
"Why hasn't Frieren arrived yet."
It was understandable that Fern was late because she went shopping, but Frieren was looking for an inn!
What kind of inn takes a whole morning to find!
"That—"
Fern pointed to one end of the square with a slightly red face.
"Mistress Frieren should be coming soon."
"Oh, like that, then it's fine."
Yulian said.
He raised his head and glanced in the direction Fern pointed.
"That's not right, I don't see Frieren—"
Seeing no sign of Frieren in the crowd, Yulian immediately became puzzled.
But at this moment, Frieren appeared within his line of sight.
"She really appeared!"
Yulian's eyes widened in shock.
She clearly wasn't there just now!
So how did Fern know!
"I..."
"Ehe—"
Fern laughed awkwardly.
"Because of the travel expenses, I was worried that Mistress Frieren would buy random things again, so I quietly..."
"So that's how it is."
Yulian smiled, gently nodded, revealing an expression of "I understand, I understand it all."
"Mr. Yulian is still the best!"
Fern cupped her face with both hands, looking very fond.
If someone else knew that she was following Mistress Frieren, they would probably be mocking her by now!
"How about this, Fern—"
Yulian gently stroked Fern's small head.
He took out a bag of gold coins from his pocket.
"Take this money, use it first."
"Mm, ask me for more if it's not enough."
So much money!
Fern looked at the large bag of gold coins in front of her, and her purple pupils couldn't help but widen.
But the next second, upon hearing Yulian's words, Fern quickly shook her head.
"No, Mr. Yulian!"
"How can I accept Mr. Yulian's money!"
That look of both longing and refusal amused Yulian, making him let out a chuckle.
It was exactly like how she looked when she received money from adults when she was a child.
Both wanting it and being shy.
"Keep it, it's okay."
Yulian put the money bag into Fern's pocket, smiled, and stroked Fern's head.
"Who are we to each other?"
"Isn't it just a little bit of pocket money? If it's not enough, just ask your brother."
"Mm!"
Fern obediently put her hands behind her back, her cheeks slightly red, which made Yulian sigh.
Look how poor Frieren has become!
Look what the pressing travel expenses have forced Fern into!
"Don't tell Frieren, or she'll spend money recklessly again."
Yulian suddenly remembered the scene of following Frieren shopping before, where Frieren spent money recklessly on a bunch of strange things, and reminded her uneasily.
After all, strictly speaking, the few of them were traveling on a tight budget.
Money is truly something that decreases with every penny spent.
"Really... don't tell Mistress Frieren?"
Fern was clearly very conflicted; she had never hidden anything from Frieren before.
"If you want her to spend money recklessly, then tell her."
Yulian gently flicked Fern's little head, and only after Fern replied with a bitter face "I know" did Mr. Yulian smile with satisfaction.
"Are you two talking bad about me?"
Frieren came over to the two of them, holding a huge white skull, a puzzled expression on her face.
"How could you think that!"
Yulian was like a startled cat, almost jumping up.
"They did say it!"
Frieren angrily put the skull down beside her, put her hands on her hips, and looked at the two of them with a puffed-up face.
!(!`･u･´!)!
"Mistress Frieren—"
Fern took a deep breath and then spoke in a serious tone.
"Compared to us talking bad about you, you should explain why you bought such a strange thing!"
"You should know that we don't have much travel money left!"
"g...dh8...y1e...889g1!"
Under the tall bronze statue of Himmel, Fern lectured Frieren angrily, and only after Frieren repeatedly promised not to buy random things again and to immediately return the skull of the divine beast Grass Mud Horse, did Fern grudgingly let her go.
"Really, Mistress Frieren..."
Looking at the figure walking away in the distance, Fern sighed helplessly.
Yulian watched the entire process with a smile.
His heart seemed to be constantly shouting.
They're back, they're all back!
My most, most favorite Fern, Mom Fern!
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