Although it is only a remnant of the Ambrizette Mountains, it is also mountainous, stretching for hundreds of miles.

Perhaps it has been raided countless times by adventurers, and the number of monsters in the forest is scarce, and the occasional encounter with wild beasts is considered lucky.

Renard followed the three of them through the dense forest, but they didn't even see the natives on the way.

It was getting late, and Miss Bottom suddenly stopped, looked up at the front, and at the same time took out the map and compared it for a long time, and said, "We are still twenty miles away from Palm Hills." ”

She looked helpless, she didn't expect the Shadow Tiger to be driven so far away.

Miss Heidi gave the order in an unquestionable tone: "Camp on the spot and rest, and hurry again in the morning." ”

Neither Cliver nor Fat Henry disagreed, and Renard was naturally more submissive, the youngest of the four and the least powerful, so the task of pitching the tent and cooking fell entirely on his shoulders.

Although he had already made a lot of preparations for this and had practical experience, the final result was not satisfactory.

The tent is set up crookedly, but there is no need to worry about collapsing, and the barbecue is scorched on the outside and raw on the inside, but it will not poison people to death.

When Renard handed the food to the trio, Cliffor and Fat Henry made it clear that they would not eat it even if they starved to death, while Miss Heidi tactfully stated that she was not hungry.

If he hadn't seen the other party secretly nibbling on the dried meat and white bread he had brought, he might have believed the other party.

Renard snickered to himself while eating jerky: If I don't do this, I'm afraid I'll have to do all the chores.

As the night grew darker, the chill worsened.

Renard was sent back by Cliver to pick up some dead branches in the woods, and the dim flames dispelled the pervasive chill, and the four of them sat around and talked about what they wanted to talk about.

Miss Heidi naturally revolves around her father's illness, Fat Henry begins to worry about the tavern's business, Cliffor misses his daughter and wife, and perhaps only Renard, who is the least powerful, worries about the mission.

Camping requires a vigil, especially in dangerous wilderness.

The four of them divided the vigil order, Renard and Miss Heidi were responsible for the first half of the night, the first half of the night was relatively short, and the people were in a more mental state, even if there was any emergency, the two could detect and respond in time.

As for the second half of the night, it was completely handed over to the stronger Colliver and Fat Henry, who used to be colleagues and should have a lot to talk about.

In the middle of the night, the forest is silent, and the sleet of the previous day has mercilessly slaughtered all the insects and birds that dare to show their heads.

Renard and Miss Heidi sat silently by the campfire, speechless.

From time to time, Renard filled the fire with wood to ensure the vitality of the flame, while Miss Heidi stared at the flame with her chin in her hands, her eyes full of depth.

I don't know how long it took, perhaps because the branches were more humid, and the burning flames crackled and crackled, breaking the silence in front of them.

Miss Heidi came to her senses, pulled her sideburns back, and suddenly asked, "What is your name, and where are you from?"

Renard was half-asleep and half-awake, he looked at each other in a daze, and his face was puzzled: "Is Miss Heidi talking to me?"

Miss Heidi gave an undeniable expression, "Is there anyone else here besides you?"

Hearing this, Renard cheered up and said truthfully: "My name is Renard, Renard Duncan, and I am from Fort Saint-Brieux. ”

Miss Renard Duncan Heidi pondered for a moment, and then said with a little surprise: "You are the son of Baron Hamilton. ”

Renard raised his eyebrows slightly, shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you're talking about that Hammidon, who loves to whip people and speaks like a curse, then that's right." ”

Miss Heidi looked like she couldn't help but laugh, and asked again, "How did you come to the city of plenty, when you didn't stay honest at Fort Saint-Brieu?"

"Uh!" Renard couldn't help but be speechless, and explained helplessly: "I sneaked out by myself, you know, aristocratic etiquette or something is really boring." ”

Miss Heidi nodded knowingly, and said with a coquettish smile, "That's right, those things are boring enough. ”

Then she was a little strange: "Since you ran away, why didn't anyone arrest you back." ”

Renard looked proud: "Escape naturally has to find the right time, they are now busy dealing with the robbers in the Ambrizette Mountains, they can't be separated at all, and when I have time, I will already run to the edge of the sky." ”

"Of course, there is a possibility. He threw some twigs into the fire to make the flame more vigorous, and looked a little lonely: "My departure may be a good thing for Fort Saint-Brieu, and they probably don't want me to go back." ”

Miss Heidi was speechless: "Do you have a bad reputation in Fort Saint-Brieu?"

Renard grinned, "At least I don't know anyone who likes me." ”

Saying this, he had a wicked smile on his face: "However, the Duncan family has only one legitimate heir, whether they like it or not, I am the future master of Fort St. Brieu." ”

Miss Heidi smiled helplessly, and said in an envious tone, "If only I could be like you." ”

Renard was slightly stunned, and looked up at the other party, as if he suddenly understood something, maybe the noble lady in front of him was not as happy as people imagined.

With that, Miss Heidi curled up and rested her chin on her knees, like a helpless little girl.

She stared at the flames in front of her and muttered to herself, "If my mother is still here and my father is not surprised, I will not have to shoulder the responsibility of reviving the family, and I will not have to fight with those illegitimate children and mistresses." ”

The short narration makes Renard gradually understand the pressure that the other party is under, his mother who has long since died, his father who is seriously ill in bed, the people who look like they are separated, and the illegitimate children who always think about their own death.

Renard suddenly felt sympathetic: "I'm in a similar situation to you, actually...... Forget it, let's not talk about that. ”

Perhaps feeling that this topic was too heavy, he hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "How is the lord's illness, is there any hope of a cure?"

Miss Heidi smiled bitterly at the corner of her mouth, "I'm afraid that my father's illness will never be cured, after all, it is a curse of the devil." ”

As she spoke, her eyes became fierce, and she added, "I don't expect to cure my father's illness, I just hope that he will last a few more days, at least enough to allow me to completely control the City of Plenty." ”

Controlling the City of Plenty?Reynard couldn't help but feel numb when he saw the other party's eyes, and the woman who had just shown helplessness had become a decisive leader almost in the blink of an eye.

Miss Heidi's expression gradually became indifferent: "Father has no sons, those illegitimate children have no inheritance, and I will be the first countess of the city of Plenty in a hundred years." ”