Garrett's teachings. . . It's so monotonous, like studying with the teacher you hate the most, but because you keep saying in your heart, for you, Nevin. Even if these things came in through the left ear and through the right ear, the unpleasant giant could bite at what Garrett had taught.
After a while, an empty field began to crunch, so Wallat seized the opportunity and used this excuse to pause Garrett for a moment.
"I'm hungry, uncle."
"Then please go that way, young master. I will find you a table in a moment."
With a word in his mouth, he reached out to the shop in front of him, nodded, went straight over, and sat down on a wooden chair in front of him, which looked like it was selling dried meat and water on the surface, but he was very interested in it. He is neither troublesom
