In the afternoon, Romon and Miss Owenna kept riding

When they ran a distance, they tightened the reins and both of their horses slowed down.

"There are dirt roads ahead, and the gravel roads are only paved here." Miss Owenna said unhappily: "The following roads are broken."

"It's a bad road!" Romon said in agreement. He jumped off the horse and helped Miss Owenna get off the horse again.

In this era, except for some roads covered with gravel, the rest were all mud roads, but Romon still felt very comfortable. He just played cards at Sir Demerka's house, but he lost hundreds of silver coins. This was already a large number in the small country card game.

These bastards, all of them looked gentlemen, were united to win his money from beginning to end, but Romon finally managed to hold on and did not use spells to peek at the opponent's cards to turn the situation around

It is undeniable that when Romon lost his face, the Jazz Lady was very considerate and asked Romon and Miss Owenna to go out for a horseback riding

It’s still very refreshing to have a ride. It’s autumn, and there are wild flowers on the side of the road, dotted with stars.

Especially the fence of the farmhouse, the wheat grass and wild winds planted together, Romon looked around and looked at Miss Owenna happily, and was in a very happy mood!

Miss Owenna wore a horse-riding hunting suit, showing her figure with graceful figure, slightly raised lips, and she looked playful and smart.

The girl came down, moved for a while, looked at Romon, her eyes were full of light, and she sighed, "Your riding skills are great! The horse is also very compatible with you, and she has been practicing for a long time?"

"No, it's mainly because of the druid characteristics. If you know what it thinks, it will be easy to communicate and understand." Romon said simply: "In fact, I only have one week to ride a horse."

"Well? So that's it. This is really enviable." She said with some self-deprecating words: "My mother didn't want me to learn riding, but my brother went to be a priest three years ago. The knight family always had an heir, so I studied, but it took a year to reach your current level!"

"Oh, so that's it!" Luo Meng was shocked and opened his spiritual eyes. Sure enough, a faint white light appeared on a hazy female body. This was the life force hidden in the warrior's cultivation. Judging from this situation, it was actually about level 2.

Spiritual vision is easy to be discovered in this world, but it is not good to misunderstand it. Moreover, it is easy to see the private outline of the other person's female body. Although it is not very clear, the curve is very obvious, which is not good, and it is usually closed.

Level 2 is really enviable. It is obvious that the regular knight family has their own training methods, which cannot be compared with field warriors.

"Although that's the case, there are some restrictions. You can come more in the future so that I can go hunting." Owenna said as she looked ahead, then turned her face to look at Romon.

"It doesn't matter if I come and see, but I am a druid and I don't participate in the autumn hunting or spring hunting of the nobles!" Romon saw that she was refreshing and playful, smart, capable of the knight family and the kind of demeanor her mother taught. She was indeed a good girl, so she agreed readily: "But it's not possible recently. I have to go to the forest again, mainly to explore the terrain and harvest some things."

"Oh, when can I take me there?"

"That's too dangerous. I don't have a reason to bring you!" Romon grinned.

"Hmph, it's so cunning!" She smiled sweetly, her lips slightly raised, looking more and more charming: "Then we become friends in the future, will you take me there?"

"If you really become a friend, then go and say it!" Romon changed his words and asked, "Didn't there be any other friends taking you there?"

Miss Owenna smiled softly: "I hope I can tell you that yes, but to be honest, no, the sons of several entourage families are all singular and boring, which makes people panic. The sons of other knight families all go to the city to find more suitable friends and rarely stay in the countryside."

Her words became a little sarcastic and made Romon laugh.

"It seems that you have had enough of this place, so don't you go anywhere else?"

"Some places, my mother thinks it's too far away, and any suggestions I made were rejected, saying that I'm not a knight now!" The girl was a little angry: "I haven't practiced martial arts before. I only started at the age of fourteen. It's already good for three-year-old level two. It's still early to get a knight to be awarded a knight!"

"It's true!" Romon said deeply, and at this time, his mind turned to Shennongjiao because a message had been conveyed.

A faint tiny spot of light appeared in front of me, and it quickly enlarged to become a translucent data box. The data box floated in its field of view with a faint sense of light, and a large amount of data emerged: "The wheat number B is ripe and can be harvested."

Damn, the 15 acres of seeds have matured, and the wheat seeds that can increase the yield by 20% are just harvested, but how to harvest them? How many days will it take to work with such a large area?

Even if the wheat was harvested, everything else could be broken down. However, Romon couldn't help but shudder when he thought of this hard work. However, he immediately calmed down and chatted with the lady first.

And at this time, in the Jazz Mansion, the Jazz couple were talking.

"Oh! My dear, I have found out clearly. What Romon said is indeed the truth. He has an uncle, who is said to be from Dedag County, who left him a fortune!"

"What's the name of the people from Dedagg County?"

“Shagley.”

"Oh! I haven't heard of it."

"Dear, Romon is now a entourage, a third-level druid, and has a good territory, and has no family. A rich young man is also good to his friends. He earns 8,000 silver coins every year. And depending on the situation, it will increase. It seems that he really needs to plan for his daughters!"

"How do you say this? Does my daughter still need to use this method?" Jazz seemed a little hesitant.

"Oh, Goddess of Phillyn (Note, Goddess of Wisdom and Knowledge), my dear, let me tell you, it's different from two hundred years ago. Now the sons of the Knights have all gone to the city. Didn't your son just run away? And the sons of the entourage family are all too rude. I'm thinking, this young man is good, you have to catch him quickly!"

"Did you invite him here for this purpose?"

"Of course, but of course, I have to take a look first. I saw it today and I like it more. We can go back and forth in the future."

"Okay OK, since you have this idea, then do it like this!" Jazz gurgled.

In this world, you usually work for 9 days and rest for 1 day, forming a "week". There are 10 days a week, 3 weeks a month, 3 months a quarter, and 12 months a year. This is indeed very convenient and perfect compared to the seven-day week.

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Romon and Owenna came back, and the autumn sun shone on the fields, filling them with golden light.

"Sister..." Imisha's crisp voice came from afar, jumping off the steps in front of the villa, with a light figure, like a deer passing through the bushes, and even faster than the servant who came to lead the horse.

"Sister, you've been out for a long time." Imisha said in disguise to her sister, and her big eyes swept over Lomon with a little hatred.

"Imisha, I'll take you out for fun next time!" Owenna jumped down, handed the horse to the servant, immediately bent down and said to her.

Imisha actually wore a cute off-shoulder suit. Although she was only fourteen years old, she could see a snow-white patch.

Really good figure...

Romon couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Owenna did not notice that Romon's eyes were a little strange, but the keen girl Imisha noticed that she gave him a fierce look while her sister was not paying attention.

Romon couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He peeked at the little girl's chest and was discovered again. He could only laugh twice, turn a few steps, and admire the courtyard.

The yard of the country jazz seems to retain a place for knights to exercise, so it is very large, but it has a traditional color. The entire villa has about twenty acres of open space, with vegetables planted around it, and fruits and vegetables growing quite richly.

There are a few trees planted around, which adds some fun to the courtyard

There was some wood piled up on the ground, which seemed to have been cut down. A stable seemed to be renovating from a distance.

Although it is autumn, there are no withered vines climbing over the walls, which seem to be telling the history of this villa.

Everything was normal, the embarrassment had passed, and Romon was about to go back, but suddenly, he looked at one of the trees with a "huh".

This is a tree that has just been cut down, and a faint light emitted from it. This light is so dim that Romon was so close and had a talented eye of spiritual light that he could see it.

Romon couldn't help but step forward, stretched out his hand and touched it, and a trace of spiritual power flowed in.

He stood up with a serious expression and thought carefully. A description of the druid appeared in his heart. Romon suddenly showed a look of surprise: "Tree Spirit?!"

At this time, Owenna, who had a good impression of him, had already comforted her sister and came over. Seeing him with a solemn expression, she asked strangely: "What's wrong?"

"Irvinna, were these trees only sent today?"

"Oh, yeah, what's wrong?"

"Oh, this piece of tree is probably a material, very useful to our druids. Can you give it to me?" Romon said without hesitation.

Owenna looked at it and found that it was indeed an ordinary tree trunk. She even thought it was small and there was not enough materials. She said, "Since you want it, then you can take it!"
Chapter completed!