He walked out of the house.
In the summer evening, the sky was filled with red clouds and the cool wind blew. It was very comfortable.
Ron was walking down the long corridor in his wooden clogs, wearing a thin and casual white exercise suit, holding the famous Thunder Master.
Some of the disciples who passed by saw him and hurriedly avoided him, casting respectful gazes at him.
They would even sigh in relief when Ron passed.
"Are you afraid?"
"Rubbish. Even Guina couldn't beat that guy. If she angered him, she would die!”
"Speaking of which, he almost never comes to the front yard.”
"With his strength, how could he possibly train with us?”
……
Ron listened calmly to the whispers behind him.
He was not angry because of the isolation of these children.
On the contrary, he felt that this was very good.
No one was annoying and noisy, so he could cultivate alone.
When they passed by a small courtyard.
A shout sounded in his ear.
"Ron!"
Ron turned his head to see Sauron standing in the clearing, sweating profusely and holding two bamboo swords.
After not seeing him for a period of time, he had become much stronger, but his head had not grown.
"Are we going to eat grilled fish?"
said Ron with a smile.
Sauron was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.
"Go!"
Soon, night fell and the sky darkened.
Beside the stream.
Ron skillfully caught a few fish, set up a fire, and began to roast them.
Sauron sat at the side, staring at the grilled fish. His saliva flowed, and his stomach could not help but rumble. After waiting for a while, he could not help but urge,"Still not done?"
"Immediately."
said Ron, still chewing.
"What are you eating?"
Sauron asked.
"Dried meat, do you want some?"
"Yes."
Ron handed him one.
The two of them stared at the grilled fish while chewing the jerky.
Sauron looked at Ron in the firelight, as if he was always so calm and composed.
He was only a year older than her, but he acted like an adult…
"Ron, are you from outside?”
Zoro asked Ron.
"Yes, from a small island called Moses Island.”
said Ron, nodding.
"Is it far from here?"
"It's quite far."
"Then you came by boat? Was it fun at sea? Did you encounter pirates?"
Solon asked curiously.
"Hmm…"
Ron scratched his face with a finger.
She couldn't tell him that she came here on a pirate ship.
If the kids in the dojo knew about this, they would definitely not know what to say behind his back…
"You'll know when you go out to sea in the future. The world outside is much bigger than here.”
said Ron, changing the subject and handing him a grilled fish.
"Come, have a taste of my grilled fish.”
With the delicious food in front of him, little Sauron instantly forgot what he had just asked.
He reached out to take the grilled fish and took a bite without caring about the heat. Then, his wheat-colored face was filled with happiness and satisfaction.
"Delicious! It's even better than the grilled fish I've eaten in the shop!”
"Hehe, right? My grilled fish skills are superb.”
Ron's pretty little face was beaming with pride.
It was as if he was happier and prouder than being praised for his swordsmanship or his cooking skills.
After the two of them ate and drank their fill, the sky completely darkened.
"Burp ~"
Little Sauron touched his bulging belly and fell backward.
"I'm so full. I can't eat anymore.”
Ron took out a small can of wine from the System Space when he wasn't paying attention and sat there drinking.
This scene was seen by Sauron, who was lying on the ground and rubbing his stomach. He asked curiously,
"Ron, what are you drinking?"
"Wine."
"Is that wine? Is it good?"
Sauron sat up at once, his eyes glistening as he stared at the wine jug in Ron's hand.
"It's alright."
"Then give me some too. I've never drunk it before."
Sauron looked at him with shining eyes.
Ron was generous and handed him the wine jar.
Sauron took it with anticipation. He first smelled it, then held it with both hands and took a sip.
"Ahem, it's so spicy."
Little Sauron's face turned red and he stuck out his tongue. "How is this thing delicious?”
"Haha."
Ron smiled and took the jug from him, picked up the Thunder Master, who had been lying on the grass nearby, and stood up.
"Sauron, let me tell you something."
"What is it?"
Sauron, who was fanning himself with his tongue out, looked at him.
"Swordsmen need to have a heroic spirit in order to become stronger. Wine could make people feel heroic. Therefore, if you want to become a Great Swordsman, you have to learn how to drink.”
said Ron.
His words made Sauron's eyes widen slightly.
After Ron had left,
Sauron stared at the bonfire in front of him and muttered to himself,"
"Drinking wine can help you grow heroic spirit…"
"Swordsmen can only become stronger if they have a heroic heart…"
"Is Ron so good because he drinks..."
The more he thought about it, the brighter his eyes became, as if he had discovered some incredible secret.
At night.
Koshiro was enjoying a leisurely tea time in the room when the door was instantly pulled open.
Sauron, who had rushed in, shouted at him,"
"Director, do you have wine? From today onwards, I want to drink too!"
Koshiro was dumbfounded.
"…Eh?"
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