Chapter 52 (1/2)

The girls in the imperial capital are really enthusiastic!

When rolle left the tavern, he couldn't help sighing.

He continued to stroll in the street, but he still hesitated and couldn't put down that face.

But when he saw a little girl riding around his father's neck, talking and laughing, and playing in the street, he no longer had the slightest hesitation in his heart.

He first went to the bank and took some money, then went to the tobacco Hotel to buy more than 2000 Easter gifts, put them in his left hand, and then walked resolutely in the direction of the swordsman group.

Even if it will be humiliated, even if it will be scolded, even if it will not have any effect, but

Always try for your daughter!

With his fists clenched tightly and his scalp hardened, Rolle walked into the gate of the swordsman regiment training ground, with an especially serious and dignified expression.

At this time, a sudden greeting came from behind him:

”Wait, this figure, are you...”

Luo Er's body stiffened slightly, turned slowly, squeezed an ugly smile from his face, and whispered:

”Instructor, long time no see...”

After that, he quickly lowered his head and dared not look at his former teacher.

Then he heard a rush of footsteps, as if he were going to rush over and fight with himself.

Rolle's eyes drooped slightly, quietly waiting for the next storm.

Then he felt himself hugged by someone

”Great! Great! Still alive...”

”This is... Great!”

The instructor's voice trembled slightly because of excitement, and even faintly heard a little choking.

Rawl was stunned for a long time before he recovered and gave the instructor a warm hug with his backhand.

He felt a little surprised, but not so surprised.

The wind was noisy, and sand came into his eyes. He rubbed it hard and whispered:

”Sorry, I'm only back now.”

”Just come back, just come back.”

The instructor rubbed his eyes and muttered.

The instructor has always been that instructor. Just like when he took himself in, he has never changed over the years.

They separated and looked at each other, and their faces showed the strange expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

”Don't stand outside, come in.”

The instructor patted rolle on the shoulder and held Rolle's left arm.

When he felt the cold touch of the metal prosthesis, he looked a little frozen and asked in a low voice in a slightly sulky tone:

”Who did it?”

”It's all in the past. I've solved it myself.”

Rolle smiled awkwardly. He really didn't have the face to mention the trial.

They continued to walk towards the magnificent mansion beside the training ground. Rolle looked at the instructor a little more and found that his pace was not as steady and powerful as it was then

The instructor is old. When he taught himself, he was about his age now.

After entering the headquarters of the swordsman regiment, the instructor raised his voice and shouted with joy:

”Look who's coming!”

There was a sound of footsteps in the surrounding corridors and stairs. Two colleagues of that year came out. When they saw rolle, one rubbed his eyes and the other pinched his thighs. Their faces were incredible.

”Oh, my God! Rolle!”

They shouted and ran quickly, and one gave a strong hug.

”Tom, Jerry, long time no see.”