José's luck has always been good, and that started that night.

After singing for a long time, José had inadvertently sung the vulgar love song a dozen times, perhaps because he himself was feeling a little tired, or perhaps he was finally alert to the fact that there seemed to be some stumbling movement around him.

José looked around, all the smell in the air had been masked by the smell of blood, and in the middle of the night, in the distance, there was a dark shadow that seemed to be shaking.

In order not to alarm the black shadow, Jose did not stop singing immediately, but quietly crawled near the black shadow with the singing.

The clouds cracked, and the moonlight fell down the ground along the clouds, a joke played by the above, and like a curtain in the stage, it suddenly cracked, and in the soft grass a boy saw a girl, and the illegitimate daughter of an Amark lord saw a great Prussian warrior covered in blood, her father's killer, her mother's liberator.

Her father's body was still lying on the ground, and her mother had found an orthodox cyphorus to be her husband, her childhood playmate. She had nowhere else to go, so her father, who was still the only child, was willing to take her to the south.

Then he died, violently, violently, silently, like a joke, like a strange wind blowing in the night.

Although she didn't love her father much, it was her only support, and she had nowhere else to go.

"Stay here, and when I get over, you'll come after me, remember? We'll all be fine. The Prophet will bless us. ”

The girl nodded a little dazedly, she stood there obediently, and then watched the slightly chubby man walk into the distance step by step, and finally suddenly disappeared from her field of vision, leaving only a slight sound.

But on the contrary, another Rao movement gradually sounded. It's as if they were playing some kind of wonderful relay game, where one life sinks and something else floats up little by little, not out of disrespect for the dead, but by some special law that gives a new meaning to the seemingly wasted life of the newly deceased.

The murderer was still humming a tune in his mouth, prostrate on the ground, looking like he was still ambushing the hunter.

And now, the curtain has been lifted, he is still a child, and even his eyes are still clear and clear. When he saw the "enemy" in front of him, he even scratched his head in some puzzlement.

"Who are you, and why are you standing here?"

The girl secretly wiped her tears and pushed her nostrils hard. She's a half-blood, and in the darkness of the night, maybe this soldier can think of her as a great Prussian.

If the boy had turned into a man, a soldier in a military uniform, or with a knife mark on his face, with a crosshair, or even with a knife or a helmet, she could have lied to him without distraction, pretended to be pitiful, and survived.

But it was only a boy, and he was about her age, with a childish look at the edges of his face and a trembling love song on his dirty mouth.

"Oh ~ girl, my most beautiful bride ......"

"I'm the Rao daughter you just killed, and I'm standing here watching you kill my father, and listening to you sing. The girl couldn't help but accuse. Her voice was dry, like that of a frightened parrot.

After hearing this, the boy did not have the ferocity that the girl imagined, but shook his hand a little disappointed.

"Come on, you've at least had a father. ”

Until now, José Knight's face will have a fever, he was actually comforting the girl at the time, you know, in the army, who is a person who has no parents, he has to fight with others.

The girl cried without drumming, and her voice was sharp and harsh, like a pot of boiling water that had not yet been poured.

José staggered over, he should have shut up the girl for safety, but apparently, the girl would have been mistaken and just stepped back, crying louder.

In the current view, this can only be called a somewhat silly memory, but at the time, it annoyed him.

"I, don't cry, okay, if you still want to die, shut up for me!"

In the past, when he encountered such a situation, no matter how chaotic the scene was, he could be stopped by the admonition of his life, and everyone quickly found their own positions and started their own work as if they were performing their duties.

But the girl didn't eat that, she just kept crying her own.

The boy tried to shake the girl's shoulder to make her sober, but he saw the blood dripping from his hand.

He quietly left. Never dared to look back.

It was only after a few steps that he heard the best song he had ever heard in his life. A girl with a hoarse throat sings to him.

"Are you going to the Scarrob Market?"

Knight José turned his horse's head and focused his gaze on the jungle behind him, and in front of him was a newly built wall.

Valuno.

"Coriander, sage, rosemary and thyme......"

It was a ballad that all the Prussians had heard, like some kind of memory engraved in their bones.

After that, all memories became blurry. The José knight could only think of a few details, as if it had really happened, but as if it was just his own obsession.

That night, the boy turned back and listened to the girl singing, which was very short, and could be heard in a few minutes. But the girl sang it many times, and in each time, José could hear a difference.

He talked to the girl, about her family, her identity, her parents, and about her origins and stories in the army.

They sat side by side like friends who had known each other for many years, until the color of the void changed from dark black to light gray, and then from light gray to a touch of fish belly white, and then a big fireball jumped out, so bright.

It's all over, and it's like it's just beginning.

It's like the midday sun.

José was going back to the army, but he buried the body of the girl's father as if his ambush had never happened.

"You're gone, so what should I do?"

"Don't go further south, the south is a dead end, you're a half-breed, don't go out, they won't be hard for you, go north, you'll be a refugee." ”

At the time of these words, the knight of José felt a chill down his spine. He's just hearsay, but it seems to be the only way for the girl to survive. When he had said this, he left the valley, leaving no more warm words for the girl.

With this killing experience, José soon began to try to show his skills on the battlefield. During a siege campaign, he climbed the city wall with a dagger on his own initiative because of his small stature, and became a soldier who could leave his name on the Red Lion Legion.

It wasn't until many years later, at Abbasquia's ordination ceremony, that an official from the palace covered his nose and asked him, "Do you want to go there to be ordained?"

"That's to the north. The farther north the better. ”

He regretted it a little, that girl was a Cyprus, how could she have run so far away in the Northlands. But back then, when he learned that he was leaving the army, there was always a feeling that everything was lost, he had no home, and the army had just given him a special feeling, and now he was about to be dispersed again.

Unlike the other veterans who returned home, he just felt that he was just a ghost, still wandering everywhere.

Especially when he came to his fiefdom and saw the dilapidated village, he felt even more deprived of that sense of belonging.

Therefore, when he heard that there was still a town in this area of the alien land, he immediately went to see not only the shops, streets, and taverns there, but also to make friends with the townsmen there, and to ask them what the heroes of the Northland were like.

However, upon his arrival in Valuno, he did not directly meet the mayor of the town that he had in mind, but only met a girl.

The girl did not look very old, but she was not yet sixteen years old.

Even though the José Knight had already told a lot of scenes at that time, the girl's appearance could be called "beautiful".

The José Knight had heard her cry for help in a wooded area outside the city of Valuno, and it was still spring in the Northlands, and several half-sized snowwolves seemed to surround the girl with a mocking attitude.

Naturally, the girl crouched on a stump and cried vigorously, and the José knight rescued her naturally. Although Snow was only a newly grown horse, he was brave, jumping high and going straight over the backs of several snow wolves who were trying to provoke the knights, and then before the snow wolf could attack it in the abdomen with its claws, he kicked one of the wolves in the head with his two hind legs with his iron studded hind legs.

The girl looked at the knight's figure, quietly put down her hands wiping her tears, and looked at the knight's appearance.

The knight had only light armor, a package on his saddle, and a sword hanging from his waist, but he was holding it in his hand and making a gesture of being ready for battle. Although it is vague and can't see clearly, it is quite heroic. But despite this, the girl was still not optimistic about him, and while the wolves had taken a few steps back, she even quietly walked down from the stump where she had been crouching, intending to climb directly onto José's horse, and tell the knight to carry her for her life.

But when she had only taken a step, the knight had already taken a step before her. The knight did not rush forward with a loud shout, nor did he wave his sword indiscriminately, but slowly moved his horse closer in the direction of the wolves.

In the confrontation between a man and a horse and a few wolves, the beasts who had always done whatever they wanted in the Northland were rarely defeated, and they looked at the knights who were walking step by step, and first lay on the ground and "whined", and at the same time stared at the human who dared to challenge them with the most vicious eyes they could make.

However, the knight turned a deaf ear to their threat, and just stepped forward in a leisurely manner, overstepping the bottom line of the wolves step by step.

Eventually, the wolves jumped up from the ground, first the wolf with his head turned around and ran back, then the remaining two wolves, who waved their claws at the knight with some reluctance before leaving, but in the end they still did not have the courage to challenge José.

Under the girl's somewhat incredulous gaze, the knight of José forced away these sexually sensitive creatures with the momentum of crawling out of the pile of dead people. This game, which was supposed to be a fierce beast duel, melted into a heroic feat in the girl's eyes.

When the knight turned, she covered her cheeks with her hands again, but this time, instead of wiping away tears of despair, her fingers tried to hide the uncontrollable blush.

After looking the girl up and down, the José knight finally said very unlevelly:

"Hey, girl, you don't have any injuries on your face, can you tell me how to go for Valuno?"

After hearing this, Sarina's face darkened. I just felt as if my heart had split into two.

The knight seemed to be deliberately annoying people, first with a look of concern for her, and then with a look of concern, and then asking her for directions, apparently just being polite to her, and not taking her seriously. Thinking that she grew up in the town since she was a child, everyone was willing to hold her in their hearts, and when she grew up, she was born so delicate, no matter what kind of posture the young men I saw around, the coveting in her eyes could not be hidden. And this knight obviously only regarded her as the commander of an ordinary village woman passing by.

Thinking of this, the girl's eyes turned twice, and she simply showed her face generously, and asked rhetorically, "Hey, knight, then you are from over there?"

The knight withdrew his sword back to his waist with his backhand, and after looking at the direction the snow wolf had left again, he replied a little cluelessly: "Fight to the south." ”

The girl straightened her leather coat, clapped her hands and smiled, "Isn't that right? ”

"Due north?"

"Due north. ”

"Just keep going north?"

"Keep going north, you can always meet people and tell you how the real road should be. ”

The knight was not annoyed, took the reins of the horse, and pretended to go north along the gap in the woods, but when he was about to leave, he glanced sideways at the girl's expression.

Tsk, what a silly girl.

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