Elven settlers

Chapter 233 Sartre's Family

Before dawn, Rock got up from the bed and began to pack his luggage.

Geranium's saddle pack did not fit because of too much luggage.

So his plan is still the old one, go to Sal Ranch to buy Marley sheep this morning, and then temporarily put the sheep in the backyard of Pieru's house at noon.

Then I picked out some of the Mali sheep, rushed them to Sarah's house, put them on saddlebags and carried their luggage, and finally returned to Pierre's house to take all the sheep back to the pasture.

"Ha~ You take this with you."

Sarah yawned and pushed open the door of Rock's room. What she was holding in her hand was the big needle honey that Rock had given her before.

"you…"

Rock was a little puzzled. She liked it very much when he gave it to Sarah that day.

"I can eat honey anytime, but you're going to my brother's place to buy some sheep soon, so it's more appropriate to give it to him. But next time, remember to bring me another jar, no, two jars."

At first, Rock wanted to give Sartre a jar of honey, but because Joey Yoko helped him a lot in consulting the breeder of the elf center, Rock gave the honey to him. Sartre's gift this time Had to give up.

Unexpectedly, Sara gave up her honey in order to manage her own interpersonal relationship for Rock, which moved him a little.

"No problem, let alone two cans, I'll bring you another one as soon as you finish eating."

"Huh, the mouth is quite sweet. Ha~ I chatted with Yami too late yesterday, I have to catch up on some sleep. I should be in the store at noon, so I won't see you off."

Sarah yawned again, then blew a kiss to Rock before lazily leaving the room.

Rock packed his luggage, had breakfast with the elves, and left Sunshine Town when the sea-crossing bridge was still fully open.

Geranium ran a little faster than when Rock rode his bicycle last time, so when they arrived at Sal Ranch, it was 10 minutes earlier than the 30:10 agreed time with Sutter.

"Sutter!"

Roque stood at the gate of the bullhorn gate of Sal Ranch, calling out to Sartre, the navigator he called just now didn't connect.

"Hello, are you Mr. Rock?"

A little girl with braids came over, and there was an Eevee beside her.

"Bee!"

This little tan beast, which looks like a combination of a fox and a rabbit, immediately jumped in front of the little girl after seeing Rock and Abo beside him blamed them, the fluffy butter-colored hair on the neck rose up one by one, Make a threatening cry.

However, Roque could tell from its trembling body that this cute-looking Ibrahimovic was not as brave as it appeared.

"Boob, there's no need to do this, this should be Dad's friend."

The little girl hugged Ibrahimovic. Although Ibrahimovic is about the same size as a small Lada, it is still not small for this little girl who looks only six or seven years old. However, the movement of her hugging Ibrahimovic It doesn't look like much effort.

"咘嘿~"

After Ibrahimovic was picked up by the little girl, he put away his fangs and claws, and rubbed her face affectionately.

"Hello, I'm Rock, isn't Sartre at home now?"

Rock saw that the little girl looked somewhat similar to Sarah, and judged that the girl should be Sartre's daughter.

The last time he came to Sal Ranch, Sutter said that he had a son and a daughter.

The son was influenced by Sartre's fanatical love for elf battles and went to the Pokémon School. The daughter is still living with them because she is too young.

"I'm Sammy, and Sartre is my father. He said he had an appointment with an uncle named Rock today, so it's you."

Sammy looked curiously at Rock's elves through the gate of the ranch.

"Chappa!"

Abo blamed his eyes wide and wanted to scare her, but Sammy laughed "giggle" instead.

"Sammy, who are you talking to?"

A woman dressed in denim came out of Sartre's house. She was wearing braids of the same style as Sammy's, but the braids were thicker, her skin was a healthy wheat color, and her voice was very loud.

After seeing Roque, the woman sized him up with scrutiny, and her expression softened immediately after seeing the dagger at his waist.

"You're Rock, right? I'm Sartre's wife, Mel. He's still grazing. Come in with me and wait."

Mel opened the gate to the ranch and led Rock into the living room of the house.

"Oh, there are guests here."

Sitting on the sofa in the living room is an old lady with silver hair, watching TV, with a fluffy elf lying on her lap.

This elf has fiery red fur, with very fluffy buff hair on its forehead, neck, and tail.

In addition to being a little bigger, the overall appearance is a bit like Ibrahimovic.

Of course, this elf is indeed Fire Eevee, one of Eevee's evolutions.

"咘嘿~"

After Ibrahimovic followed Sami into the room, he immediately jumped onto the sofa and squeezed next to Huo Ibrahimovic. Huo Ibrahimovic also licked Ibrahimovic's little head lovingly.

"Hello, I'm Sartre's friend Roque. I made an appointment to buy a sheep from him today. By the way, this is a gift I brought him."

After entering the room, Rock exchanged greetings with the old grandma, and it turned out that the other party was Sartre and Sarah's mother, Irene.

"Oh, is this premium honey? I haven't had it for a long time."

Irene took the honey from Roque and said with a surprised face, and Mel's expression on the side was also a little surprised.

Although the price of premium honey is not very expensive, it is very rare, and it is a priceless product, so it is a good gift for Rock to give to others.

"Grandma, what does super honey taste like? Sammy wants to eat it too."

"Beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee"

After hearing the conversation between Irene and Rock, Sammy immediately threw herself into her arms, twisting her body like a green caterpillar, coquettishly.

Ibrahimovic next to him also chimed in again and again, and it also wanted to taste the taste of premium honey.

"Okay, let's try it."

Irene lovingly stroked Sammy's hair, handed the honey to Mel, and was about to talk to Roque again, when her eyes suddenly saw the short knife on Roque's waist.

"What is this knife?"

"Yes, it is Mr. Sal's knife."

Irene's reaction, Rock had already seen it from Sartre, so he took the initiative to untie the knife from his waist and handed it to the other party.

Holding the short knife in her hand, Irene's eyes fell into memories. At this time, Sami also calmed down sensiblely. The only sound left in the living room was the ticking of the clock hands on the wall.

After a long time, Irene looked away, returned the knife to Roque, and said kindly to him.

"Let's stay and have a meal at noon before leaving."

(End of this chapter)