bullyxtreme Chapter 358 Old Jon
Chapter 358 Old Jon
After taking Amy home, it was completely dark, and the stars could be seen on the horizon beyond the distant city wall.
Of course, this is also related to the fact that the girl hesitated for a long time at her doorstep, unable to swallow her pride and ask for a hug.
But in the end, she convinced herself that it was little Amy who was being affectionate, and what did it have to do with the Princess of Judgment?
The windmills outside the city resembled giant beasts hidden in the night, slowly stirring the deep and unknowable darkness.
Mu Feng walked alone in the Wind God Square. The cold night wind blew, and the hunger he had previously ignored suddenly surged up.
I've only eaten one small sandwich since breakfast, but strangely enough, I haven't felt much discomfort.
Besides his superhuman combat instincts, this body has many other unusual features.
The recurring nightmares of the past two years, and the old wounds that are faint but still noticeable upon close inspection.
The deepest wound runs horizontally from the left chest to the right waist, but judging from the condition of the surrounding skin, it is not a knife wound.
It looks more like... the marks left by some kind of flame.
He had asked his family, but his father, Simon, simply said it was a side effect of the medication he had taken and told him not to worry too much.
It's clear that Simon isn't particularly good at lying.
Especially in front of children, his evasive gaze and slightly perfunctory tone became particularly noticeable.
As for Frey, it was even more straightforward; her mother cleanly and decisively passed the ball back to Simon's feet.
Well, that's definitely my mother's style.
So, after being repeatedly rejected, Mu Feng finally gave up on getting an answer from his parents.
However, he had no intention of asking any further questions.
After all, life is stable now, and the distant past seems less important compared to the present.
Thinking this, Mu Feng subconsciously touched the old wound on his chest, which he could barely feel anymore.
Perhaps, that hazy period of my life will fade with time as the old wounds heal, eventually becoming insignificant.
A cool breeze carrying the moisture of the night was blowing in my face, and before I knew it, I had arrived near the Deer Hunter Restaurant.
The small tavern was bathed in warm, orange light, and the sizzling sounds of meat and vegetables sizzling on the hot plate were even clearer and more enticing in the stillness of the night.
The white mist drifted away, carrying the sweet fragrance of flowers, the rich aroma of honey sauce, and the unique charred aroma of meats grilled in hot oil.
Young Sarah struggled to lift a bowl of carrots and tiptoed to hand it to her father, who was busy flipping meat.
His stomach was protesting, but remembering the spicy drink he had promised Barbara that morning, Mu Feng still walked towards the Deer Hunter.
I touched the bag of Mora. It's Friday, and if I save the Mora, I should have enough pocket money for the week.
However, when Mu Feng got closer to the restaurant, he found that there was already a customer waiting in front of the deer hunter.
His identity was already clear from the Knights' standard armor, the West Wind Sword, and the armband unique to the squad leader.
"Good evening, Uncle Jon. It's been a long time."
Upon hearing his name, the knight turned around. Although he no longer looked young, his chestnut-brown eyes still shone brightly, gleaming sharply in the darkness.
His sharp, hawk-like gaze seemed to see right through people's hearts; this was the old captain of the reconnaissance knight squad of the Knights of Favonius.
It has been decades since the young mercenary leader joined the Knights after a disastrous mission.
As the knight captain who single-handedly established the reconnaissance squad, he can be considered the most senior member of the Knights Order.
Upon seeing Mu Feng, the fire in the old knight's eyes instantly died down, replaced by a kind and cheerful expression.
At this moment, he looked more like a kind elder than a seasoned veteran or a scout knight.
"Oh my, isn't this Xiao Mufeng? I've heard about him, he did very well, very well, haha..."
Old Jon patted Mu Feng's shoulder with his broad hand and laughed heartily, clearly referring to the results of the Knights' assessment.
He had guided the young man in swordsmanship for a period of time; if he were any older, he wouldn't be able to beat the younger generation.
The Knights have outstanding juniors, and Jon, a knight who has protected Mondstadt for half his life, is naturally quite gratified.
"Just lucky. By the way, Uncle Jon came out so late, and Amber was begging for honey-glazed carrot and pork again?"
Mu Feng smiled and asked the kitchen for a sweet flower-stuffed chicken and a spicy drink, while casually asking a question.
"Hey kid, you have the potential to be a scout knight. You know that girl better than I do. No wonder she's been saying lately that you haven't come to see her in a long time."
The old knight took the lunchbox from Sarah, chuckled, and started joking around, following Mu Feng's lead.
But whether it was just his imagination or not, Mu Feng seemed to hear a hint of emotion in the old knight's joke.
This is understandable, as the scout knights who guard Mondstadt are routinely tasked with patrolling the city and its outskirts.
As for family members, there is naturally less time spent with them and less care.
"How about coming to my house for a simple meal tomorrow? Consider it a way for me to appease that unruly little girl."
Old Jon, carrying the fried meat, hurried away, but this was clearly not a question, but a statement of fact.
So this didn't even give him a chance to refuse.
Mu Feng helplessly shrugged. Since he had no plans for tomorrow, he simply acquiesced to the old knight's forced sale.
When you get home, you need to soothe Barbara. If your little jealousy gets out of control, the consequences can be terrible.
You'll find chili sauce with completely random spiciness in any food, anytime, anywhere. Just eat it, and you'll be guaranteed to eat it without making a sound. Don't ask how they know.
Ahem, I told you not to ask, it would be impolite to ask again.
As they were talking, the sweet flower-stuffed chicken and spicy drinks were brought out of the kitchen. Then, the restaurant pulled down the wooden curtain and announced that it was closing.
Picking up the steaming lunchbox, Mu Feng headed home, not encountering any acquaintances along the way.
Eight chimes echoed from the sky above the Wind God Statue Square in the distance. It was getting late, so Mu Feng quickened his pace.
Soon, after turning a street corner, the old house with a garden belonging to the Gunnhild family appeared at the end of the street.
Light shone from the windows, and guards patrolled the garden with swords in hand; everything seemed no different from usual.
But... isn't it a little too quiet today?
As Mu Feng inserted the key into the lock, he thought to himself.
Then, he stepped into his home.
"I am back."
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