After signing the "Voluntary Secession of Father-son Relationship" and receiving the "huge sum of money" of 100 rand, Lie Wei-Ian Wan, who was full of anger at Ma Long but could not send it out, turned his back and left the door and didn't know where he went.

Even Levi Ian Wan knew that Malone would definitely move away with his son Xiao Anwei.

But in this house, Levi-Ian Wan sold out all the slightly valuable things, so he didn't care about what Malone would pack up.

So now, Malone is packing his belongings in the attic alone, uncle vixen... Oh no, it should be Sheriff Bernard. After following the procedure, after asking Xiao Anwei to take the oath, he voluntarily lived with his cousin Marlon-Liszt, he also appeared at the stairs of the narrow attic where Malone lives.

"Hey, boy, where are you going to move?"

The height of the attic forced Sheriff Bernard to hunch his waist so that his ears and heads would not hit the roof.

"Well, find a better place to keep a security policy and rent a house to live in."

While packing up stacks of manuscripts full of things, Ma Long casually answered Sheriff Bernard's questions.

Sheriff Bernard walked to Malone, looked at the manuscript paper that Malone was cleaning up, and showed a slightly surprised look: "What are these strange squares?"

"Chinese character."

Ma Long replied casually. While he was speaking, he had successfully tied and packed a stack of manuscript paper about half a meter high with a thin rope, and there were more manuscript papers with handwriting waiting for him to pack.

In the past twenty days, of course, the things Ma Long rewrites cannot be the only classic book "The Little Prince" with only tens of thousands of words.

These manuscripts full of words are the result of Ma Long working overtime and writing. Although he can clearly remember the detailed contents of all the novels, movies, magazines and music that he has read, what if one day he suddenly can't remember them all?

These things are Malone's biggest reliance in this steam magical alien world. How could he not bother to copy them on paper?

Just like the saying - a good brain is worse than a bad pen.

"Chinese characters? What is it? Which country is from?" Sheriff Bernard was slightly stunned. He had heard of Luo Ling's words, elves words, goblins words, Sepa words, Oshan words, Helfa words, and Verlia words, but he had never heard of any Chinese characters.

"Oh, Mr. Sheriff, you can understand it as...it is a kind of text passed down from ancient times."

Ma Long turned his head and looked at the sheriff who was in doubt, and casually told a lie that was not a lie - Chinese characters are indeed words passed down from ancient times, although the ancient Chinese characters have nothing to do with this steaming ancient world.

But after hearing Malone's casual words, Sheriff Bernard showed a solemn expression: "Are you a erudite?!"

This other world, built on the other side of steam civilization, has not yet popularized civic compulsory education. The few higher education institutions are only open to a very small group of elites with sufficient wealth or top intelligence...

Therefore, at least in the eyes of Sheriff Bernard, Ma Long, who can use an ancient word "Chinese characters" that he has never heard of, has written these at least ten thousand manuscripts, is definitely a lecherous scholar.

What is a erudite?

Haha, analogy to China on Earth is that it is a college student in the 1980s or a sea turtle in the 1990s.

In short, that is - rare animals, high-level intellectuals who do not worry about their future.

Considering that Malone is only thirteen or fourteen years old now, how can Sheriff Bernard not be respected?

In fact, this is one of the reasons why Ma Long, with the manuscript of "The Little Prince" in his arms, talked with the red-haired queen of Evena of the Emerald Emblem Publishing House, that Evena would take the initiative to raise the price so high.

In this era when knowledge is still in the hands of a few people and has just shown a major trend of spreading to the majority, how eye-catching will a genius literary boy emerge? How much sensation and celebrity effect will it bring?

In fact, just as Malone was talking to Bernard, Evena, who was far away in the Emerald Emblem Publishing House, was also introducing Ma Long and his writings all night long... "The Little Prince" to several newspaper reporters who had a relationship with their own publishing house.

What Ma Long didn't know was that among the reporters invited by Evena, there was an acquaintance who had a relationship with him... Oh no, it was a familiar elf.

That's right, it was Maron and Ester, who broke into the bank robbers because they avoided bank robbers, the unknown elf psychic warlock in the tree house of the top floor of the Light of Eshelia Restaurant.

But Ma Long is still completely ignorant of all this, he is only busy packing all the manuscripts.

Perhaps out of awe of Marlon's academic identity, Sheriff Bernard also joined in to help pack up the things, so soon the portrait of a man in military uniform, who was originally stuffed under Malone's bed was pulled out by Sheriff Bernard.

"This is……"

If the expression in Sheriff Bernard's eyes was just curious when he saw the "Chinese characters" written by Ma Long, the expression in Sheriff Bernard's eyes was surprised after seeing the appearance of the portrait of the man in military uniform in his hand.

"Maron, who is he to you?!"

Bernard, surprised, pulled Malone over and pointed at the portrait and asked urgently.

"He is mine..." Ma Long glanced at the portrait painting, paused and said in a very light voice: "Father."

Although it is just a soul-wrenching, although this body should have called the man in military uniform in the portrait "father", it is indeed very difficult for Ma Long to call a person who has never had any interactions "cheap father".

But thinking about the online novels I have read before, Ma Long was relieved by those pioneers who had both parents after they were mixed up - forget it, anyway, he is already dead, he can't hear anything he calls him, right?

But as soon as he answered Bernard's question, Malone's thin shoulders were pressed tightly by Sheriff Bernard's big hands like iron pliers.

"You are the son of Chief Byron Sarkinson? How is this possible? How is this possible?!" Bernard, who grabbed Malone's shoulders, his eyes were full of doubts: "You are the son of Chief Byron Sarkinson, how could he be named Liszt?"

"It's very simple. My father's real name is actually Nelson Liszt, and Byron Sarkinson is my...uncle."

Fortunately, Malone, who was puzzled by Bernard's doubts, was able to answer the question, but was originally supposed to be recruited as a conscript, but was weak and sickly since childhood, so Nelson Liszt eventually replaced his brother-in-law and joined the army.

This kind of thing is not surprising in the war years of the earth's world, such as Mulan in "The Poem of Mulan", who disguised himself as a man to fight for the old father.

"Sir, can you let go of your hands?"

Malone tried to move his body, but Bernard's strength was far from what he inherited from his small body.

"So that's it, so that's it."

Sheriff Bernard fell into a state of loss of consciousness: "I said it, I said it! How could the file show that the whole family of Chief Byron Sarkinson died in the cross-sea bombing of the Halfar Empire!"
Chapter completed!