Locke, who had been lying down for a short time, had been frozen several times, and after turning over from side to side, Locke simply got up and didn't sleep. Walked to the campfire, continued to serve the bonfire, the flames crackled, the night sky was quiet, the sky was full of stars, those stars Locke did not know any of them, only the few stars across the sky, Locke heard Uncle Joshak tell him the name, but he did not remember. That's it, boring to pass the time.

While Locke was thinking about whether to have some supper, Angelina didn't fall asleep. Of course, the comfort of the straw mat is not as good as the soft bed in her palace, she was in a coma before, and she didn't feel anything when she fell asleep, but now that she is awake, the burp straw mat is really uncomfortable to sleep on. She spotted Locke, who was not sleeping next to her, and looked at the guy who had been weaving the turf on her all day, and the clever Angelina understood at once.

Although Angelina does not exclude Locke from being close to her now, she will not take the initiative to let Locke sleep against her, she can't open this mouth. Even if the two did something more intimate, but there was no way, it was a last resort, and Angelina gave herself an excuse to say the past.

Gray-haired, this is a commoner, rude, direct approach, this guy should be very straightforward, good cooking, can sew things, he is a careful person. Angelina silently evaluated Locke's performance in front of her, like a noble woman who chooses a husband. Although she was more noble than most aristocratic women.

Locke touched the two fruits that were left in his arms, which he had prepared to save for breakfast for them to-morrow. There was very little breakfast in the barracks, only before the battle or before the war, food would be distributed, firstly, because the baron would reward the soldiers who were about to fight, and secondly, if the war began, you would not be able to eat all day.

This is a princess, and she should have breakfast, Locke thought, so he deliberately left two fruits for tomorrow morning, one for each person. Thinking of the fragrant and glamorous feeding process, Locke can't wait to arrive immediately to feed Angelina tomorrow morning.

The cold wind blew and blew, and the rustling of the branches added some sound to the silent night. Looking at the yellow fruit in his hand, Locke considered whether to settle his breakfast first, so it was not a problem to blow the cold wind here, and it was better to find something to do.

Taking a modest stick and skewering the fruit on top, Locke roasted his own supper. The fragrance of fruits, the warmth of the campfire, and the body fragrance of the beautiful woman not far behind him, Locke felt very comfortable.

Angelina turned her body with difficulty, and finally turned in a slight direction, she was not injured, whether it was the previous blood-red attack, or the subsequent fall off the cliff, first the blood-red person deliberately did not hurt Angelina, and then Locke used her as a meat pad. Angelina is mainly exhausted of physical and mental strength, and she can't lift her strength now. These days, self-improvement like Angelina, also feels deeply isolated, she desperately needs a shoulder to lean on, it used to be her brother and father standing in front of her to shelter her, but now there is only one guy by her side, Locke.

Secretly observing Locke roasting and eating by the campfire, Angelina inexplicably felt at ease, maybe it was a sense of security, Angelina thought. With this feeling, Angelina gradually fell asleep.

Locke finished his supper in two bites, and became idle again. Glancing back at Angelina, she had already fallen asleep, and Locke, who had good eyes at night, even saw the quiet sleepiness at the corner of Angelina's mouth. Around the campfire, Locke took the pebble and threw it boringly towards the center of the lake, and the ripples scattered in all directions, and then returned to calm.

Counting the stars, looking at the moon, and throwing stones, Locke is like a lone wanderer, confused and bored in the night to pass the time. Thinking that he used to have his sister and parents with him, and a few days ago he had brothers and comrades-in-arms chatting and farting with him, but now it seems that he is the only one left in this world, Locke has a sense of irritability. The night was getting quieter and colder, but Locke became more and more irritable, "Made, I don't want to! sleep!" Locke simply kicked his feet, got up and returned to the cave.

Angelina was still sleeping peacefully, and the turf quilt was tightly covered on Angelina's body, leaving no corners for Locke. The corners of Locke's mouth twitched, and he turned directly onto the straw mat, but his movements were very gentle. As for whether or not Angelina was woken up, only God knows.

Locke, who went to bed, was not polite, leaned against Angelina tightly, pulled the turf quilt over, and covered himself halfway. The turf quilt was still small, and it would be enough to cover both of them, and Locke planned to weave more when he had time. Locke, who was lying on the bed, naturally supported Angelina's waist with his right hand, and Angelina only shook slightly.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning, Locke woke up early, probably a habit developed in the barracks. Now that he was awake, Locke was no longer sleeping, gently withdrew the arm that was pressed under the armpit by Angelina at some point last night, and got out of bed to punch a set.

Between the breaths, the fist style was already a little sharp, and Locke's external injuries had almost healed in the past two days. This surprised Locke, and based on his previous experience, these injuries took about a week to heal.

Maybe it's because of the vindictiveness that heals itself, Locke thought. It was the first time since he had cultivated Dou Qi that he had suffered such a serious injury, and although Sir Will and Uncle Yoshak both had the ability to introduce Dou Qi's self-healing ability, Locke was still surprised to see such an outstanding effect for the first time.

Walking to the stone wall where fresh water flowed, Locke drank some mountain spring water, and then flushed his body, washing away the sweat stains from the previous exercise, and a refreshing feeling came. Then, after returning to the cave and leaving the last fruit left yesterday beside Angelina, who was still asleep, Locke quietly retreated, he still had to run for today's food.

Unlike Angelina, who has a keen perception with her strong mental power, Locke has perfect control over her body after years of experience and cultivation of Douqi, and Locke can detect the slightest movements around him at the first time. Locke had already found out about Angelina being woken up by him last night, but he pretended not to know. Remembering that last night, Locke was about to fall asleep, and this girl suddenly turned around and hugged Locke's left arm tightly to sleep, and Locke wanted to laugh. For the first time, Locke's attitude towards Angelina changed from a princess to an ordinary little sister. Angelina's childish appearance, it is not difficult for Locke to guess that this is still a little girl.

With the strength of Angelina holding his arm tightly last night, most of her physical strength should have recovered and she could eat independently, Locke put the fruit on Angelina's side, just because he didn't want to continue to take advantage of her, because she should have taken advantage of it last night.

Holding a dagger with a blood-colored linen grip, Locke walked slowly through the woods. The sharp stone stained with several gray-white crustaceans died last night, the carapace of that strange creature is really not covered, even the sharp stone can be broken, fortunately Locke didn't use his dagger to break the shell, otherwise he would have died of distress.

Following the trail left yesterday, Locke walked to the area with fruit. There is really little fruit this season, Locke has gone around this circle, and he can only find more than 10 pieces, most of which are still wilted, and this little thing is estimated to be the same as yesterday, only enough for two meals, Locke plans to look for it farther away. The gray-white crustaceans on the sand flats have been much less since yesterday afternoon. Although they were not counted, it was estimated that there were at most seven or eight of the remaining gray-and-white creatures, enough to eat for two days? Locke didn't want to starve to death before finding a new source of food.

The deeper you go into the jungle, the fewer dead yellow trees there are, and the more verdant and lush hundred-year-old trees abound. This direction should be Murphy Forest, Locke guessed. There was a lot of mixed news in the barracks, and Locke was roughly aware that the Murphy Forest was not only one of the junctions of Faustin and Charlotte, but also the largest forest in the territory of the two countries. This place is rampant with demonic beasts, and there is no strength of a middle-level attendant, don't think about entering the Murphy Forest, otherwise what awaits you is to become a fertilizer in the Murphy Forest, which is the most widely circulated sentence.

With the sun during the day and the stars at night, Locke can roughly distinguish the direction, but it is only a rough idea, everywhere in the forest is the same, and even a veteran hunter does not dare to guarantee that he will not get lost. After walking in the woods for so long, Locke didn't know where he was at the moment, it should be at the junction of the Murphy Forest and the Bering Mountains, Locke guessed.

There was not much fruit left in the woods, which were mostly dead yellow, and Locke considered whether to go deeper. There are more than a dozen fruits in his arms, and a few of them are not the same as those that can be eaten yesterday, and Locke is not sure if he can eat them, although these things are enough to bring back, then what about tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. Gritting his teeth, Locke continued deeper.

The dagger in his hand is his greatest reliance.

After about two hundred meters, Locke stopped. Can't move forward, unlike the forest when he came, there are no creatures, Locke who walked here has already felt the breath of several beasts, and even there is one about 50 meters in front of him, and even the breath of this beast is different from others, giving him a very special feeling, Locke, who has eaten a lot of game, has never had a beast give Locke this feeling.

Prostrate on his body, Locke slowly crawled forward. He wanted to see what it was, this place was not close to the lake where Locke and they were staying temporarily, it was not far away, he had to be prepared in advance, and one day this beast went to the place where he and Angelina lived, he didn't have a trace of defense, although the fighting spirit recovered a lot, but Locke still couldn't be careless, this was close to the Murphy Forest.

A brown blind one-eyed mountain wolf looked down and sniffed in confusion, it felt the smell of strange creatures nearby, but it was very faint, after observing for a long time and still did not find it, the mountain wolf gave up the search and began to plan for his lunch.