Chapter 637 Leisure

Summer is a comfortable season, but sometimes it’s annoying when it rains heavily.

A heavy rain suddenly came, and the big oak tree in the courtyard was like a beaten mad woman, messy in the violent storm.

Lawrence knew in advance that it would rain, and stood at the window looking at the world shrouded in darkness outside.

The wind roared for a few minutes and then died down, followed by pouring rain.

A large amount of water sloped down and fell on top of the castle and the ring building.

The rainwater gathered along the gutters and fell on the ground, making a noisy sound.

Lawrence watched for a while and then returned to the warehouse room.

I have nothing to do, so of course I am giving myself a holiday.

Lawrence has his own polished room, and all the tables, chairs, toolboxes and windows are all handmade by himself.

Unlike other barbarians who have hobbies of hunting and conquest, Lawrence prefers to keep his small home warm and comfortable.

In recent years, he has lost interest in all kinds of important things. Whether it is fighting Pig Trotter City or fighting the church, Lawrence is not very willing to fight in every battle.

The teachings of the Church of the Stars are to go to the outside world and conquer the sea of ​​stars. However, Lawrence is actually a very lazy and self-centered person. His desire for external exploration cannot be said to be absent, but it is very low.

It was such a lazy Lawrence who was elected by the barbarians of the Ice Land to become the prophet of the Church of the Stars and became the recognized king of the barbarians.

Every barbarian is responsible, especially Sariel.

Lawrence sat on a stool, a pile of useless-looking wood scraps at his feet.

Lawrence, who had nothing to do, reached out to search on the ground and found a small wooden stick as long as his index finger.

This small wooden stick seemed useless, but Lawrence, who had nothing to do, wanted to make it useful, so he planned to make a razor handle.

Lawrence started working on small sticks with a knife, enjoying the leisure time he could enjoy every day.

Don't worry about the kids at all.

Don't worry about your career.

There is nothing to say about family, women can manage themselves well.

I usually keep fit, go to the construction site, farmland and seaside to help out, or go for a ride on horseback, whatever I want to do.

Life is easy every day. When you are bored, you can watch the elves rehearse and sing, or you can call the slave girl to come to you several times anywhere in the house.

Not long after Lawrence enjoyed the pleasant time of working alone in the rainstorm, footsteps came from the corridor.

Lawrence looked up and saw Kohalan walking in with Elsabelle and Finn.

Kohalan took out a peach from the basket held by Elsabel and threw it to Lawrence.

"Try it."

Lawrence reached out to catch the peach and also put down the unfinished small wooden piece in his hand.

The peach in my hand doesn't look very good, it still feels a bit hard, and only the tip is a little ripe and rosy.

"Have you ripened the peach tree seeds?" Lawrence was reassured by Kehalan, picked up the peach and took a bite.

The pulp in the mouth is a bit hard and the taste is not sweet.

"It doesn't taste very good." Lawrence didn't like eating this kind of peach.

Kehalan walked over and found a place to sit down, "It wasn't mine that ripened it, it was made by the elves and others. I think this peach is delicious and has a good texture when bitten."

Kehalan said as he took out a peach, opened his mouth and started eating it.

Lawrence didn't like to eat this kind of food that was neither sweet nor nutritious. The tastes of witches were slightly different. They preferred the feeling of having their mouths blocked, and they wanted to eat something in particular.

It's not sweet and crisp, and if you eat it, it means you haven't eaten it. It's just suitable for these witches who indulge in enjoyment all day long. It's not that they can't make sweet fruits, but they think that non-sweet ones are more suitable.

Lawrence took a few more bites of the unfinished peach to taste the texture.

It is indeed not sweet, just like eating sweet radish that is not spicy. In terms of taste, it is more comfortable than eating apples.

"The elves do have their own tricks. They are good at growing not only wheat but also fruits."

Lawrence praised those hardworking elves.

Kehalan has been idle for several years, and now the main research institute for crops is the elder brother among the elf siblings.

The ugly elf brother was the one who was oppressed to farm and grow wheat in the past. Later, after being encouraged by his sister Dashiel with a few words, he ran away together to the ice land.

Although ugly, this elf has very strong scientific research capabilities. He is partly responsible for the continuous bumper harvests in the Star Kingdom and the Western Continent in recent years.

My sister is also very powerful. She is partly responsible for the transportation channels in the Ice Land.

Kharan came here not only to bring fruit to Lawrence, but also for other things.

"I can't handle the cotton you brought back. I can't let the wood rot. Other elves are doing this."

"Well, just leave it to them." Lawrence thought that was fine and there was no need to say anything.

Kohalan saw that Lawrence didn't care much about cotton, but he continued to talk more on this topic.

"The cotton can be left to Stella and the others. Isn't Stella taking some elves to rebuild the elf village near Snow Mountain Castle?"

"They don't seem to be good at raising animals. Having cotton to make clothes can solve the problem of lack of animal skins."

Lawrence said speechlessly: "That's just Stella's own joke. Now the queen is here with us, and the elves outside don't want to go back to the forest at all, especially those upper-class elf nobles."

The upper-class elf nobles basically all knelt down, and those who didn't kneel had already died in the war.

Especially now that the elven queen has conceived a child for Lawrence, for the thousands of elves who depend on Lawrence, this is an ice land, and those humans should get out, because they are all Lawrence's elves!

The elven town established by Stella only gained some elf witches who are not good at socializing. These elves have no close relationship with Lawrence, and do not want to adapt to the human world outside. They just hope to return to their original peaceful life.

Khalan smiled and said: "If the queen's child is born, how do you plan to raise this child?"

"I don't know, let's talk about it when the time comes." Lawrence has no plans for things that are too far away, especially such unreliable things.

Although he is a prophet, Lawrence basically doesn't care about other things except leading the barbarians to civilization. He is much lazier than most kings.

Khalan chatted some more and then left the room.

Aishabel and Finn were waiting for Lawrence's instructions. Lawrence put the wooden handle in the collection box and stood up to look out the window.

"It's raining outside, and I have nothing to do. I'll go to the martial arts classroom to take a look. You guys go to rest."

"Yes, master." The two maids retreated respectfully.

Lawrence quickly went to the martial arts classroom to practice with the female warriors, instructing the female knights and female swordsmen on various force postures, and sticking with these girls who had to do a lot of exercise every day and sweated like they came out of the water.

After finishing these, I went to read the books written by intellectuals in the monastery and church, and it was soon evening.

I had dinner in the evening, then chatted with my family and waited for the food to digest, then went to the gym and exercised, took a hot bath, and then turned off the lights to go to bed.

The next day, the sun was shining, and the dull and depressing atmosphere brought by the rainstorm yesterday had been swept away. Under the bright sunshine and the mountain breeze, the whole body was full of youthful vitality.

Lawrence found that weather has a great impact on people's psychology. Although he knew this many years ago, he would feel it more clearly every time he was affected by the weather.

Good weather with clear wind and sunshine is an extra gift for people and animals.

"This kind of good weather is rare." As a native who has lived here for more than ten years, Lawrence has a lot to say.

"Everyone go to the yard to rest, don't stay in the house all day and sleep in, and occasionally bask in the sun."

Lawrence brought the lazy witch at home to the yard.

Although some elves have moved to Snow Mountain Castle, it is still a bit crowded here.

Sariel was also in a good mood because of this rare good weather. She is more sensitive to the weather than others and likes good weather more.

"Lawrence, I'll take a nap. Call me when you go back."

Sariel began to lay pillows and straw mats on the grass near the big oak tree. It seems that she is going to take a nap here.

"Okay." Lawrence saw that Sariel was in a good mood, and suddenly remembered that he had promised Sariel to build a beautiful garden castle for her.

Salier seemed to have forgotten about this.

Lawrence leaned against the big oak tree and squinted his eyes, resting around this big oak tree with a large group of wives and children.

The big oak tree, which was baptized by the storm yesterday, is still lush today. When the sunlight falls through the gaps in the leaves, it also becomes gentle.

Catherine came from the circular building and walked towards the big oak tree from the entrance of the passage.

Behind Catherine, there is a strange-looking creature.

Lawrence opened his eyes and looked at Catherine and the staggering wyvern cub behind Catherine.

The wyvern is one of the advanced monsters in the swamp. It can spray venom from its mouth and has the ability to fly.

Although it does not know witchcraft, the wyvern can easily bite a normal human to death when it grows up. Its strong flying ability and strength make this creature always in the upper layer of the food chain.

The wyvern is not the strongest swamp creature. The most terrifying thing in the swamp is the legendary witch.

Lawrence didn't have high expectations for the wyvern. This wyvern cub had been taken care of by others since it was sent to Oak City.

There were many people who took care of the wyvern, and the wyvern would always follow Catherine, as if it had determined that this was the only one who could protect it.

"How is it? Still can't fly?" Lawrence didn't touch the wyvern that would bite people, but simply talked to Catherine.

Catherine squatted down and stroked the wyvern's plesiosaur-like head and neck, and took out some jerky from her pocket to feed it.

"Not yet. It eats too much. Now it's too heavy to fly. It should be fine after another year or two of training."

Lawrence asked curiously, "How long does it take for a normal wyvern to fly?"

"Wyverns usually hide their nests on cliffs where most animals can't fly. They can usually fly in more than a year."

Catherine explained, "It may be because we are not in a hurry to let it fly, so it can't learn to fly. When it first came, we were worried that it would die at any time. Now its body is not as fragile as it was at the beginning. It can fly after a period of training."

The wyvern cub was standing on its legs, with its wings draped over Catherine's knees, eating the salted beef jerky that Catherine fed it.

This animal was not as smart as Yubao, and its IQ might even be lower than that of a cow, and it could not understand human commands.

Fortunately, Lawrence had no shortage of all kinds of strange elites, so he was able to feed this wyvern that had lost its mother.

Lawrence did not care about the wyvern at all, and there was not much difference between having it or not.

This thing would definitely not fly out in winter, and if it was used as a mount, it could only be ridden by a light-bodied small person. Lawrence was now taller and heavier, and it was difficult for the wyvern to fly with a weight of 200 kilograms on its back.

For delivering messages, crows were more suitable than wyverns, and recently transportation was constantly improving, and the speed of delivering information was also steadily increasing.

The most important thing was that the wyvern was a pure carnivore, and it was extremely aggressive at ordinary times, so it would not need an air force in future wars.

The wyvern just didn't bite Catherine. If other maids and children approached it, it would roar threateningly and spit out poisonous mucus.

Even Lawrence was no exception. Lawrence didn't have time to discipline such a stupid thing.

The big-bellied elf queen stood up and walked around, picking up oak leaves on the ground with the nearby elves.

Lawrence soon lay down again on the soft and comfortable pillow.

Many species appear and die in this world every day, whether it is a national town or a wild tribe, or a village that has been looted, a town built on the trade route, or a simple straw hut.

Those who cannot adapt to the environment will be gradually replaced.

Species that are unwilling to adapt will be quickly replaced by competitors who actively adapt and squeezed out.

The number of cattle, sheep, chickens, and pigs in the ice land is increasing every year.

These species are not absolutely safe.

Just like wheat seeds that have been updated dozens of times, when more suitable livestock replace these livestock, it is the moment when their population begins to go extinct.

Cows can be more docile, healthier, and less prone to illness.

Sheep can also be sheep that grow wool more easily and produce milk more easily.

Chickens must be hens that grow fast and lay eggs frequently.

Pigs must also grow fast. Farmers will raise whichever pig is more suitable.

Lawrence did not interfere too much with natural selection. Apart from a lot of promotion in crops, he basically made no contribution to breeding.