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Volume 1: The Fledgling Chapter 33: Family Banquet and Curse

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    Throughout the afternoon, Constance had a good sleep in the guest room arranged for her by the Rawlings family, which somewhat restored her strength. After fifteen days of trekking through mountains and rivers, traveling almost day and night, although there was no  The monster's harassment also caused considerable damage to Constance's mind and body.

    "Miss, it's dinner time." There was a gentle knock on the door from the maid. Constance was woken up from her sleep. Only then did she remember what she had promised in the afternoon. She quickly got dressed and followed outside the door.  The maid went to the place where we would have dinner in the evening.

    The Rawlings family occupies a small area, and the distribution of buildings is like a tree. Various buildings are distributed around the main road, which looks grand and practical. Constance¡¯s destination this time is the conference hall located at the top of the tree canopy.  In the living room, Constance yawned all the way and looked at the surrounding scenery boredly. The high and low trees and a few green bushes decorated the Rollins family into a small garden.

    When Constance entered the living room, it was just in time. The dining table inside was already filled with food, and the servants who brought the dishes had also been removed. Only two men were seated at the dining table. The entire living room, which was the size of a basketball court, seemed  Constance was walking in the quiet living room, which was empty. Hearing the sound of his own footsteps, he felt very nervous.

    "You are the Constance my son said." Constance's footsteps immediately attracted the attention of the two people at the dining table. One of them thought the middle-aged man turned his head and glanced, then stood up.  He approached Constance enthusiastically and took the initiative to say hello.

    "Well, please, are you" Constance asked. Although she was engaged, Constance knew that the names of Rebbie and Molly were known to the Rollins family. This middle-aged uncle also knew  I really don¡¯t know him.

    "Oh, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Reby's father, Cliff, a ninth-level low-level hunter." The man who claimed to be Reby's father extended his right hand in a friendly manner. His bronze skin was covered with calluses, and  There are many wounds on the palms.

    "I am Constance, the unlucky guy who was coerced by your son." When Constance heard that he was Rebbie's father, he responded angrily, and gently placed his hand on Cliff's hand for less than a moment.  Seconds later, he immediately retracted.

    Cliff didn't pay attention to Constance's rudeness. Seeing Constance's angry but cute expression, he was amused. He smiled and pushed the head of Rebbie who was sitting next to him, "Quick, and  Little girl, please apologize, you are still angry with you, you are still acting like this at such a young age, be careful in the future, Molly will be married, and you will not be liked by girls."

    "Which one is this and which one? This, I'm sorry." Rebby said reluctantly, thinking that he had finally found a wife for his nephew, and also recruited a future master to the family, and he actually wanted me.  Go and apologize, you must have gotten an advantage and acted like a good boy, and you feel angry in your heart.

    "Well," Constance was a little surprised. The proud Rebby actually put down his airs and apologized obediently. Instead, he was a little at a loss and replied hesitantly, "Actually, I still have to thank Rebby. After all, he is still  You agreed to my request and helped me, so I¡¯ll be shy and call you Uncle Cliff, so don¡¯t blame him.¡±

    "Okay, now I am your Uncle Cliff, and we are a family. Even if you call me, since you don't blame Rebby, then sit down. After all, we will be a family in the future. Don't be angry with each other. Wait a minute.  Just have a meal with everyone, chat, get to know each other, and don¡¯t treat yourself as an outsider in the future." Cliff spoke boldly, and then pulled Constance to sit down.

    When Constance heard the words "family", his face became clouded again.  After seeing this, Cliff also looked helpless. He glanced at the "matchmaker" Raby and said, "Constance, you don't have anything to worry about. Molly is a good boy and polite. Unlike Raby's kid, you  You will definitely not suffer any loss by marrying him."

    Constance heard the harsher word "marry" again. Thinking of the "unequal treaty" she was forced to sign, her nose felt sore. If it weren't for the hateful Rebbe, she would have shed tears.

    Cliff was completely at his wits end now. He sighed to himself that he was too old to coax girls. He looked at his son who was snickering next to him and said kindly: "Okay, okay, uncle."  Stop talking, I¡¯m stupid, I¡¯ll eat later and stop talking.¡±

    Constance had no way to vent, so she could only hold back the pain in her heart, and sat there, staring at the plate in front of her in a daze.

    Within a minute, the other three important members of the Lawrence family also came to the dining table. Constance finally put away her sorrow and prepared to fully activate her foodie attributes to replenish the various nutrients she had lost along the way.  , people who have failed themselves always have to find some place elsewhere.

    ¡°Now, let¡¯s have dinner.¡±The old man sitting at the head looked at Constance, who was already a little eager to try, and announced with a smile.

    As soon as Constance heard the word "dinner", she completely forgot about getting married. She picked up the tableware and started eating regardless of appearance. Her movements were as exaggerated as she wanted, without any regard for face.  .

    Of course Constance had a purpose in doing this. Her idea was to behave badly, be rude, make the old man angry, and maybe drive her away.  Thinking of this, Constance ate more and more enthusiastically, and slowly cleared the plates of Table Mountain, making a small contribution to the economical society.

    But I didn't expect that the old man was very smart. He could see the crooked idea in Constance's mind at a glance. He didn't say anything and just ate by himself, just like the famous "foodie" Constance in front of him.  It seems to exist.

    But others couldn't be so calm. Because of Constance's presence, the diners wanted to stuff their faces into their plates and eat. Molly was even more stunned, never expecting that Constance actually had  Such a side.

    A table full of food was all eaten in just ten minutes. It seems that Constance¡¯s foodie skills have risen to a new level after being starved for fifteen days. He doesn¡¯t know when he will be able to eat in one bite.  Here is the male fire dragon.

    After the meal, the diners left the table one by one, but they were polite before leaving. They all said goodbye to the old man and only left the living room after getting permission. I don¡¯t know whether it was intentional or not, and soon the huge living room was filled with people.  Only Constance, who was still having a good meal, and the old man, who was already full of wine and food, were left observing Constance.

    "Stay, Miss Constance." Constance had a good meal, gracefully picked up the tissue paper that had been prepared, wiped the corners of her mouth, and stood up. Just as she was about to say goodbye, the old man who had been looking at him for a long time suddenly spoke.  .

    "Huh?" Constance was a little surprised and pointed at himself. After seeing the old man's gaze, he sat down obediently and waited for the old man to speak. He had to be disobedient. He was staying on someone else's territory.

    "Constance, are you still used to living here?" The old man started talking about household matters, which surprised Constance. Constance didn't know what the old man's intention was, so he answered as usual.

    "I'm used to it. It's a good stay here today." Constance replied seriously.

    "Do you have any questions? After all, we will be a family in the future." The old man was very sincere and did not put on airs.

    Constance scratched his head, recalled the table of men at the table just now, and asked: "There are no girls at home?"

    The old man's face darkened, and he seemed to be hurt by what he said. He replied with a sad face: "Yes, there is not a single woman. This is probably because the three generations of hunters in our family have killed tens of thousands of monsters, and the middle and upper generations have killed thousands of monsters."  It¡¯s a curse cast by a monster.¡±

    "Curse?" Constance asked curiously as this was the first time he heard such supernatural words in this world.

    "All the children in our family, both male and female, are very talented in hunting." The old man raised his head and slowly recalled the past.

    Constance was surprised. Isn¡¯t this a good thing? How could it become a curse? But he didn¡¯t interrupt and continued to listen.

    "It's a pity that as long as a girl is born in our family, her mother will die of an accident within five years, and girls will encounter fatal danger every five years, and generally they will not live past the age of ten," the old man said.  Knowing the reason, Constance was shocked and felt a trace of fear in his heart.

    "That's probably it. Maybe our generations are too murderous. I originally planned to stop Molly from being a hunter, but I didn't expect that he insisted on receiving training. As a result, hey." The old man sighed again, remembering  Molly shed a few tears in her heart when her sister died unexpectedly at the age of ten.

    "Don't be sad, old man, your sons are still with you, and there may be me in the future." Constance didn't care about the "unequal treaty" anymore.  He spoke comfortingly.

    "Well, I have gotten used to it after so many years. After my brother left, the family became a little less popular." The old man sighed again. At this time, Constance only saw an old man in his twilight years, not a single one.  The brave hunter could only sigh in his heart, time makes people grow old.

    "It's getting late, so you should get more rest. I heard Rebby said that you have to go to the volcano. Do you want your Uncle Cliff to accompany you? Most of the materials for this set of Yan Ge Dragon are from his hunting.  Here we come." The old man looked at Constance with the eyes he looked at his granddaughter-in-law.

    "Thank you very much." Constance was also worried about this matter. Although the magma problem was solved, how to deal with the monsters in the volcano was now easier to deal with.

    "No need to?No need, we are all a family, you can go back and rest.  "The old man waved his hand, indicating that Constance could leave.

    Constance bowed before leaving the meeting hall.

    "Hey, for some reason, I have an inexplicable fondness for this child. It seems that he is really old." The old man looked at Constance's leaving figure, called the servants, and left the meeting hall himself.

    "Curse? This is really interesting." Constance was lying on the bed, still thinking about the curse the old man said in his mind. Suddenly fatigue came over him, and he finally fell asleep in a daze.

    Thank you very much for your votes. I also stayed up late to update this chapter. There should be a third chapter because the number of words is not enough to get votes!  Thanks to Wang Chuan and Luo Laiya for urging me to vote.

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