Chapter 6, The Tragic Life of Infants

The baron embraced his son with overwhelming joy, causing the baroness beside him to feel a pang of jealousy, contemplating whether she too should learn from her husband's spirit of perseverance akin to that of the Foolish Old Man who moved mountains

Wang Wuchen was extremely pleased at the thought of no longer having to worry about noise pollution. Standing outside was an exceptionally robust man, a bodyguard assigned by his "mother." With a round head, big ears, and a protruding belly, at first glance, Wang Wuchen thought that Shrek from Disney had followed his fellow villager Jesus here, but unfortunately, he was not green-skinned. If they were to film a live-action version of Shrek, this guy wouldn't need makeup or props; just standing there would ensure that no one would dare to attempt to play the role of Shrek again. The towering figure of this man left other actors attempting to challenge the role of Shrek in awe.

As winter gives way to spring, a year has nearly passed, and the loli phase of Baroness Isabella has finally come to an end. Who would have thought that just half a year ago, she was still considered a loli? In the span of just one year, she has undergone a significant transformation, evolving from a child to a loli, and then stepping into the mature young lady phase. Wang Wuchen's mother has finally taken a major step in her life.

Indeed, fearing his royal minister, he finally could no longer endure and casually hummed a few notes. With a meat bone in his mouth, it fell with a clatter into the basin. The wide-eyed Baron Neville let out a loud cry, startling his son into a fit of dry howls

Wang Wuchen misses the Earth; he does not wish to think about how he, with a visage akin to Shrek, ended up here, nor does he expect to be a spectator or a bodyguard. Although the failure of the Crusades and the ironic situation of Constantinople being sacked by its own people have significantly diminished the authority of the Pope, who is associated with love and justice, the possibility of another massacre akin to the witch hunts led by green-skinned monsters still exists.

This fool is doing it on purpose

Baron Neville, who experienced the bittersweet nature of joy, soon came to a profound realization of the importance of parenting education. Before long, Wang Wuchen, as the young master of Lion Castle, was granted his own private room.

Wang Wuchen knew that he was not cut out for this, even though his grandfather had come from a guerrilla background. Now, he was specifically attending meetings with a group of elderly individuals of the same age, responsible for discussing retirement benefits for senior executives who were twenty years younger than them.

Once the novelty of sleeping alone in the medieval castle wore off, the royal minister truly experienced the desolate sense of helplessness beyond the entanglement described in the peaks and turns of the national language

Living upstairs, one cannot hear the excellent sound transmission effects of noise pollution

The cats and dogs near Lyonburg, who enjoy frolicking by the muddy paths, were observed and studied for quite some time by the wicked feudal landlord and his son. The scene of wild dogs fighting, surrounded by a group of leering Frenchmen, resembled nothing less than the male performers about to take the stage in an adult film from the island nation. It is likely that many of these wild dogs will suffer from a fear of mating from now on. Those French knights are quite vulgar, often drawing their shiny swords to intimidate the wild dogs at critical moments.

The noise pollution from his "dad" and "mom" has ceased to exist, but that does not mean the entire world is quiet. Outside, a medieval version of "Shrek" is snoring while sleeping, and downstairs, a new protagonist is engaged in a synchronized and intense physical struggle at different locations, occasionally punctuated by a few high-pitched shouts

After numerous failed attempts, the baron went to find his wife with a mournful expression. The stern mother swiftly dealt with her son, giving him a sharp slap on the backside, which immediately silenced Wang Wuchen. He dared not act recklessly towards this woman who had endured so much to bring him into the world. During this time, he had managed to piece together the facts surrounding the chaotic events of the night he was born, realizing that it was all caused by religion. He dared not act recklessly towards this woman who had endured so much to bring him into the world. During this time, he had managed to piece together the facts surrounding the chaotic events of the night he was born, realizing that it was all caused by religion

Father, climax

Baron Neville, holding his son, filled with a head full of regrets, hurriedly explained with a series of profoundly obscure French phrases

A few days later, the lord, accompanied by his wicked servant and the future heir, returned to the scene of another crime. The baroness descended from the sky with a look of utter disbelief and took away the baron heir, who could no longer shamelessly follow his "father" in committing crimes.

Puh! The Baroness spat out the thick soup from her mouth, and the maids in the room all pressed their lips together, their faces turning as red as a monkey's bottom. Just then, a chef who was bringing in the dishes was particularly exaggerated; Wang Wuchen saw him drooling from his nostrils onto the roast chicken, and he silently noted the man's face, deciding not to use him for cooking in the future

Being a noble who bullies men and oppresses women while idly waiting for death is not his choice. In this wretched place of the Middle Ages, there is nothing good to eat or enjoy to squander away. Just look at those hunched old farmers outside, emaciated and living in the Middle Ages; their lives are already miserable enough. To be a king while constantly worrying and fearing is even worse, especially for someone unfortunate enough to be trapped in this dualistic and difficult mode of God's game as a lower-middle peasant. If he were to be bullied further, who knows when he might kick the bucket and go meet Jesus to complain about his woes.

Do I really want to go and snatch a crown to play with, or should I listen to his mother and become a dragon-slaying knight

A few days later, while accompanying the lady on an inspection of the farmlands near Lyon Castle, which had just begun spring plowing, His Excellency Baron Neville discovered a delightful occurrence that is usually absent in early spring: the newly minted father, the baron, was wandering about with the heir to his estate in his arms

However, his fellow villager feels that it is still not enough

In contrast, Wang Wuchen appears significantly inferior. Recently, under the approval of the imposing matriarch, he has been observed learning to crawl by a group of fully armed French knights, which has left him feeling quite embarrassed.

The new room is located in the small storage room beneath the lord's bedroom in the castle tower, where everything has been cleared out, and a few animal skins and a cradle have been simply placed inside

Lying quietly in bed, Wang Wuchen felt very confused. He had arrived at this place in a daze, without any goals or particularly strong pursuits. He was neither a pitiful soul abandoned by his girlfriend, nor a villain struck by lightning, nor an innocent bystander involved in a wealthy second-generation's car accident, and certainly not a victim oppressed by the powerful.

In the evening, the baron would eat while pointing at the baroness or himself, uttering a French word, occasionally chuckling as he teased Wang Wuchen with the meat bones from the dining table, causing the baroness to scoldingly brush away Baron Neville's hand from the perspiring Wang Wuchen each time, yet he remained ever amused.

In the midst of murmurs and whispers, a piece of music with a distinctly medieval style was thus composed. Wang Wuchen, who felt he would eventually be driven mad, was left utterly speechless. At last, he understood why the baron and baroness resided upstairs; it was not due to vanity or a desire to display their social status.

The minister of the king, who successfully disgusted the baron, was extremely pleased with himself; after all, no one could understand what he was saying, so it was as if his father wanted him to shout a few more times.

With an immense sense of reverence, Wang Wuchen greatly envied those who could honestly remain in this immobile infant body as a time traveler, while his tender little body was in considerable pain

Wang Wuchen spoke again, and his words were neither a plea for release nor a demand to leave. He mentioned a term commonly used between a baron and a baroness. Although I did not understand what it represented, he repeated the vocabulary taught by the other party several times afterwards