Chapter 52

The girls in the imperial capital are really enthusiastic!

When rolle left the tavern, he couldn't help sighing.

He continued to stroll in the street, but he still hesitated and couldn't put down that face.

But when he saw a little girl riding around his father's neck, talking and laughing, and playing in the street, he no longer had the slightest hesitation in his heart.

He first went to the bank and took some money, then went to the tobacco Hotel to buy more than 2000 Easter gifts, put them in his left hand, and then walked resolutely in the direction of the swordsman group.

Even if it will be humiliated, even if it will be scolded, even if it will not have any effect, but

Always try for your daughter!

With his fists clenched tightly and his scalp hardened, Rolle walked into the gate of the swordsman regiment training ground, with an especially serious and dignified expression.

At this time, a sudden greeting came from behind him:

"Wait, this figure, are you..."

Luo Er's body stiffened slightly, turned slowly, squeezed an ugly smile from his face, and whispered:

"Instructor, long time no see..."

After that, he quickly lowered his head and dared not look at his former teacher.

Then he heard a rush of footsteps, as if he were going to rush over and fight with himself.

Rolle's eyes drooped slightly, quietly waiting for the next storm.

Then he felt himself hugged by someone

"Great! Great! Still alive..."

"This is... Great!"

The instructor's voice trembled slightly because of excitement, and even faintly heard a little choking.

Rawl was stunned for a long time before he recovered and gave the instructor a warm hug with his backhand.

He felt a little surprised, but not so surprised.

The wind was noisy, and sand came into his eyes. He rubbed it hard and whispered:

"Sorry, I'm only back now."

"Just come back, just come back."

The instructor rubbed his eyes and muttered.

The instructor has always been that instructor. Just like when he took himself in, he has never changed over the years.

They separated and looked at each other, and their faces showed the strange expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't stand outside, come in."

The instructor patted rolle on the shoulder and held Rolle's left arm.

When he felt the cold touch of the metal prosthesis, he looked a little frozen and asked in a low voice in a slightly sulky tone:

"Who did it?"

"It's all in the past. I've solved it myself."

Rolle smiled awkwardly. He really didn't have the face to mention the trial.

They continued to walk towards the magnificent mansion beside the training ground. Rolle looked at the instructor a little more and found that his pace was not as steady and powerful as it was then

The instructor is old. When he taught himself, he was about his age now.

After entering the headquarters of the swordsman regiment, the instructor raised his voice and shouted with joy:

"Look who's coming!"

There was a sound of footsteps in the surrounding corridors and stairs. Two colleagues of that year came out. When they saw rolle, one rubbed his eyes and the other pinched his thighs. Their faces were incredible.

"Oh, my God! Rolle!"

They shouted and ran quickly, and one gave a strong hug.

"Tom, Jerry, long time no see."

Lol greeted them with a smile and hugged them hard. Then he found that Tom was missing his right arm and Jerry was missing his leg

They were as young as themselves, and now they are as old and disabled

Before he could ask questions, the other party asked first:

"Where have you been these years? How are you doing?"

"God, your arm! Who did it?"

I think too much myself. There are always some things that won't change.

Rolle thought to himself, his heart full of emotion.

"Well, well, don't ask this first. Find a young man to inform the head, and then send a telegram to the elby brothers to tell them that rolle is back."

The instructor also interrupted.

Jerry limped out and shouted to a young student:

"Young master arrow, can you go back to your aunt's house and inform the head to come back as soon as possible?"

"Good instructor!"

Rolle was stunned. He knew that the head would be the Royal swordsmanship teacher again and go back to his aunt's house... What was the identity of the student?

Maybe there's a way to solve Kelly's problem?

They went to a small dining room next door. Rolle also took out the gifts and pushed them in front of everyone.

The colleagues did not refuse with affectation, but exclaimed loudly:

"Good guy, so you have developed!"

"Hiss ~ this is the cut tobacco of Paradise mountain. It is said that the nobles smoke and anger..."

"Where did you get this thing? Did you even play with things like storage bags?"

The instructor looked at the bottle and knew it was not cheap. He looked at Rolle's metal prosthesis and asked in a low voice:

"Rolle, did you... Become a grey skin?"

His face was especially dignified, and his tone was more like suspecting that rolle was taking drugs.

Tom and Jerry trembled and looked frightened, and quickly put the gift back on the table.

Rolle was stunned. What is this gray skin? Why have you never heard of it?

How does it sound like a common indignation between man and God?

He had to defend:

"I'm not, I don't. don't talk nonsense!"

"I don't even know what grey skin is."

The instructor was relieved and said with a smile:

"I didn't lie, boy. When I lie, my eyelids and corners of my mouth will twitch."

Tom and Jerry also clapped their chests and sighed:

"I'll tell you, rolle, how can you be a gray skin?"

"It seems that you are really doing well now. Where do you get rich? You won't be close to the rich woman, will you?"

No, what do you think rich women like about me? Can't I change it?

Luo Er said something in his heart and said something about his past.

He didn't mention the failed assessment, nor did he dare to say the tragedy in the village that year. He just said that he had broken his hand, felt that he was useless and didn't dare to come back to face everyone.

When the three instructors heard this, their faces showed a look of sadness and shame at the same time. They didn't ask about the details, and they didn't even dare to look at rolle.

Rolle also mentioned his adopted daughter, Kerry, and said a lot about how lovely and clever she was, how sensible and obedient she was, how caring she was, and how warm and comfortable her father and daughter lived in the village.

Finally, with pride and pride on his face, he said that these gifts were bought with his daughter's filial scholarship.

But he was not in a hurry to mention his daughter's plight. Now is not the time.