"I don't understand why you took his dentures."

The old bachelor asked such questions on the way back, but until the end, Renli did not answer the question directly, just smiled and ummy.

Relying on the identity of a child, the other party obviously couldn't do anything to him, so he had to leave helplessly.

Outside the thick brown wooden door, the sound of the bachelor's footsteps gradually drifted away.

The room was very quiet, and the burning breath of candles kept lingering around the nose. The shadow of the candle was reflected on the slightly messy rush mat on the ground, occasionally shaking with the flames.

Lan Li, who was sitting at the head of the bed, stared at the lower alveolar dentures wrapped in white silk handkerchiefs, with three in total, probably composed of real teeth knocked out of the dead man's mouth.

The roots of these three teeth at the wooden brackets are black, and the color is gradually yellowing upwards. A special smell emits from it as the boy plays with his hands - not a stench, but a special fragrance.

The ink is mixed with parchment, mixed with a slight burnt.

Yes, the fragrance was not emitted by coach Wild himself, but his dentures.

There was an urge to hold the denture tightly in his heart, as if he could discover the real function of this thing by doing so. However, despite having worked hard to pursue it, Renli hesitated again when the matter came to an end.

“What happens after you hold it tightly?”

"Why are dentures? Or, why are they tooth?"

All kinds of thoughts were growing, making him hesitate, but when he caught a glimpse of the Mill round mirror on the shelf table not far away, all negative thoughts suddenly disappeared.

In the mirror is a boy under five years old, with dark hair and blue eyes, tangled face, and seemingly worried.

A message also quietly emerged - [Race Level: LV1]

...

Boy, information...

Lan Li made up his mind silently.

So he pulled the handkerchief away and held the dirty and dirty denture tightly with his right hand.

Then, he seemed to have touched the door to another world, and his clear thinking quickly became hazy, and gradually diverged like he fell asleep.

Everything around was in a daze. The red light of the candle was dragged like a meteor in the sky. The hard walls of the house seemed to have become a thick and distant dim sky. The touch of the feather bed was as soft as water, as cool as water, and...

The black-haired boy collapsed on the bed without any struggle, and a smile of surprise flashed across his little face that was sleeping.

Time passed quietly, and the newly replaced white wax candle went from the initial new to melting one-third. As the flames swayed, the wax liquid kept dripping like tears, flowing through the column body, and finally gathered in the brass plate below and gradually solidified.

The originally quiet atmosphere outside the tower gradually changed. The closed window blocked all the wind and rain outside, but could not stop the thunder. The shaking caused by the impact of the strong wind also made the originally quiet small bedroom noisy. The window glass trembled and whined, and a little rain needle rushed in through the edge gap, and bits of water droplets penetrated softly and tenaciously.

Lan Li was not affected at first, and her appearance was still as it was at the beginning, with surprise remaining in her cheeks.

However, at a certain moment, after the pale pale light flashed outside the window, the black-haired boy who was sleeping quietly quickly sat up, then involuntarily staggered and fell to the head of the bed, kneeling on the rush mat laid on the ground and retching in pain.

Her belly was empty, but it seemed to be filled with liquid. As saliva dripped, Lan Li, who was staring at the floor, gasped and couldn't help but tremble.

It was not until he noticed the surrounding environment that the tremor slowly subsided, his heartbeat from violent to smooth, and the panic on his face gradually calmed down.

"This is also fake, yes, they are all--"

He murmured, knelt and stood up, throwing the dentures in his hands with lingering fears, which still emitted the "scent" in his hands to the side, but he didn't expect that with the sound of bones hitting the ground, a bunch of sticky green reflected in his eyes.

It was a bunch of seaweed, quietly sticking to the dentures like a strand of hair. Looking closely, there were still sea water flowing and dripping on its dark green surface, and spots of white grain traces like sea salt attached...

He stared at the inconspicuous seaweed, and he opened his mouth but could no longer say what he had just said.

Therefore, the small bedroom fell into silence, with only the occasional thunder outside the window roaring, and the strong wind storms surging against the glass windows.

The heavy rain turned into fine hair and could not penetrate. The stone ground near the window had gathered to form a pool of water, soaking the rushes that were originally laid on it and becoming soft and fragile.

I don’t know how long it took, but there was a burst of rapid steps outside the door, and then a knock on the door sounded.

"Young Master, look, a smuggler brings us food! Go and see!"

"Onion Knight?" Lan Li turned his head subconsciously, but he saw only the trembling door.

"There are onions, but they are just smugglers, not knights. Let's go and see the young master. You can still see it now. They are waiting for the butler to arrange a room for the room in the lobby!"

Without giving the servant a chance to come in, Lan Li quickly pressed the chaotic thoughts into her heart when she heard this, then stood up and ran out. After asking a few simple questions, he rushed to the bottom of the tower with the servant.

On the first floor of the tower is a vast hall. At this time, everyone in the castle seemed to have gathered over, which was very noisy. With the greetings, Lan Li met the chef Tanju, the little brother of the horse house, Benn, the family guard, and the kennel manager Holder.

They were gathered together to talk and make noise, and everyone had roughly the same expression, surprise, disappointment, surprise and disappointment.

At first, Lan Li didn't care much about all this because his attention was all on the three people not far from the crowd.

One is square face, one is round face, and the other is pointed face.

They were all wearing inconspicuous black cloth robes and brown linen trousers, covered with gray wool cloaks, and their lifted hoods were wrinkled and pressed against their backs, still dripping water.

Although they are currently gathering alone in the corner, they seem to be surrounded by everyone in the center of the hall and pointing fingers. Two of them are very uncomfortable, but the thin man with brown hair and brown eyes and ordinary appearance is quite calm.

"Your name is Davos?" Lanli leaned over and asked, looking at the middle-aged man who was not much the same as in his memory with curiosity.

"Yes." The smuggler who was questioned glanced at the short servants who followed him with the golden velvet fabric, and bowed slightly humorously, "Sir Renly, Davos is waiting for your call."

He had a unique vision and had a clear understanding of the situation in the castle. But Renli did not say anything about this, but glanced at the crowd gathered not far away and asked.

“Only onions and pickled fish?”

"I'm sorry," the other party replied. "This rainstorm was too sudden and we didn't have time to react. In fact, if it weren't for the good water quality, you might never have seen us."

Without concealing, his expression seemed very disappointed.

The smuggler's ship capsized, and the ship of food he originally carried was also lost. This not only made Renli's original expectations fail, but also devalued the smuggler's own risk of crossing the blockade to rescue.

They didn't save much food, and although they didn't see it, they could understand it by just listening to the comments not far away. Lan Li even heard the little brother of Ma Fang saying that the food brought by the smugglers was not enough for their own portion, and it also made three more mouths in the castle.

"I mean, before the boat capsized, there were only onions and pickled fish?" he asked again.

Lan Li actually wanted to ask why his ship overturned, because normally this ship shouldn't have overturned.

The Onion Knight should bring a boat of onions and then become the savior of the Wind Sniffer Castle. Otherwise, how could it be called the Onion Knight?

But who can answer this question?

Things obviously didn't develop as they were in memory, and what was the meaning behind this and the consequences of lack of food?

He instinctively rejected thinking about this matter.

"Only onions and pickled fish." Davos answered the boy's question.

Lan Li sighed in confusion when she heard this, took a few steps back and said goodbye, and then prepared to turn around and leave.

But just after just two steps, he suddenly remembered something and turned around and looked at the middle-aged man who began to whisper with his companion.

"Have you been to the Iron Islands, Davos?"

Unexpectedly, he would come back suddenly to ask questions, but the smuggler seemed to have been waiting for an answer, and replied without a pause: "I have been there a few times, the earliest ten years ago, and the most recent time was at the beginning of this year."

"Do you know about the flooding ceremony of the iron people?"

Davos was wondering why the child from the great noble family asked such a question, but he still answered: "It depends on what aspect of understanding it."

"How can death be reduced to the possibility of death during flooding?"

"You can work hard on the rescue skills after the fact. Although the Iron Minor's Flooding Pastor claims that they are performing the kiss of God's life, in fact that is nothing more than-"

"What about the flooded person?" Lanley interrupted the other party.

His blue eyes seemed to have turned into two dark pools in a dim environment, and the luster emitted from them was unpredictable.

“I mean, if you are a flooded person, how can you make yourself more likely to survive?”

"this……"

Davos didn't know how to speak for a moment.
Chapter completed!