I Just Hope to Spend a Leisurely Life in the Second Dimension

"How long have we been running? Have you found the time..." Gluttony ignored him, his expression becoming serious.

"I said don't make noise! ​​Besides, I lost you! Just now, the breath of that person has been hanging in the back, if my distraction slows down, I will die together!" Qiangyu roared impatiently and continued to threaten.

"..." It's called gluttony and it's hard to say anything, so I shut my mouth.

So...the two continued to circle around the big tree, without noticing that two others just jumped up to the top of the tree and talked for a long time, and now they jumped off the top of the tree again.

……

"Master Crusch, where did Miss Sima Weizhi, President An Shu go?" Wilhelm stroked his chest, bowed, and interrupted Crusch, who was sitting and chatting with the Anshu family girls.

"President An Shu just said that there is one more matter to be dealt with, so he left again." Crusch raised his head and looked at the two old people who came over, "Is this Miss Teresia?"

It might not be appropriate to say the old man, after all, Wilhelm is the only one who looks old, and Thearesia can still be said to be a young girl.

Although appearance does not indicate age...

For example, a certain Yakumo Zi, who looks like she is 16 years old, is actually 16 years old...just a few epochs.

Cough cough cough, let's not talk about it for now.

"Yes, Duke Crusch, Your Majesty Thearesia Van Astrea, in recent years, Wilhelm has been taken care of by you, and I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you on behalf of him!" Waiting for Wilhelm After speaking, Thearesia took a step back and introduced herself, doing the same etiquette as Wilhelm.

"No, I want to thank Mr. Wilhelm. It is Mr. Wilhelm's continuous help that made me come to this point." Crusch was polite and modest, and then changed the topic, "Are you looking for Ann?" President, do you want to express your gratitude to him?"

"Exactly!"

"Brother An Shu said, you should take a good rest and shoot down the white whale at night, he will have extra meals, otherwise he won't accept your thanks!" The little girl interjected with a smile.

"Hey!" Theresa was a little surprised.

"I know!" But within Wilhelm's expectation, he nodded slightly, and called his wife, "Theresia..."

This is to signal her not to disturb them.Of course, it was more of a selfish desire to get along with her more!

"Well, let's go there first." Teresia also understood that she just explained the reason for her resurrection, and followed him to find An Shu to thank him, but she never thought that the other party had already left.

She said her farewell, and walked away behind Wilhelm.

"The relationship is very good!" The little girl sighed, but she was not envious, and continued to chat about how to roast the white whale at night.

……

Roswaal's territory, in front of an abandoned mine cave.

A bunch of people wearing Witch Cult uniforms were lying on the ground.

"The Witch Cult is the Witch Cult, but they have to wear a hood. It's almost like a 'holy group'..."

"No, it can't be called 'holy group' anymore, I have already left the group..."

"So these guys, what should we do? Xiao Weizhi hates killing himself..." After talking to himself for a while, An Shu was a little distressed, and scratched his hair.

Sure enough, has the hair grown again? It's time to trim it sometime.

"I called Roswaal over just now, and the rest is easy to handle, just throw his territory away, but this..."

An Shu walked to the cave, kicked him, and turned over the only Witch Cult member in the room without a hood, so that he could not face down and see his appearance clearly.

His face was really skinny, his appearance was indescribable, his dry short green hair was hanging on top of his head, even with the eyelids covered, his protruding eyes couldn't be blocked...

"It is said that he was a handsome young man back then..."

Kaka-

A noise came from behind.

"An Shujun!"

"Coming?" An Shu turned around, watching the weirdly dressed clown's foot protrude from the crack in the space.

"What's the matter, An Shujun? Ask me to come here now?" Roswaal was a little puzzled, because of Wang Xuan, he had accumulated a bunch of official documents in the past two days and was busy processing them.

"Get all these people to your territory, I have already brainwashed them, and they will be your people from now on." An Shu didn't argue with him, pointing to a bunch of people on the ground.

"Witch Cult?" Roswaal had already discovered it, and was just waiting for him to say it.

"Correct."

"The team you said was coming to my territory to make trouble?"

"Ah."

One question and one answer, smooth and natural, seems to have a tacit understanding.

But Roswaal suddenly made a pause gesture, "Don't, stop! I haven't found you for Elsa a few days ago..."

"Stop? Don't get cheap and act good. It's obviously good for you, okay? After all, he is also an earl with a territory. The population of the territory is smaller than that of ordinary viscounts. Are you still happy if I give you a population?" Ann The tone of the book is a bit dissatisfied, this guy just doesn't learn well.

It's good that An Shu didn't complain, but when he complained, Roswaal immediately poured out his bitterness: "Do you think I think so? My fiefdom is at the border! Who would want to come to this shitty place? Plus, you are away from the center of power all year round. , and now it is forbidden to buy and sell human beings, I, the earl, have a hard time! Besides, you are only a few people, so it is useless to send me away..."

"Okay, those ordinary people will be handed over to you, don't make noise, I'm just getting annoyed." An Shu waved his hand, not giving him a chance to refuse, and then threw out an inducement to guide Roswaal to change the topic by himself.

"What's going on? This should be a certain archbishop, right? I have the impression that it seems to be lazy?" Roswaal was also fooled, and stood next to An Shu, looking down at the man under his feet.

"Yes, but also Emilia's adoptive father."

"Oh, Lord Emilia's adoptive father? Hmm..." Roswaal nodded casually, lacking in interest, and was already considering some excuse to get away. He already knew that it was no good for An Shu to ask him to come.