Winter mornings always come later, and last night it snowed heavily, burying everything in a silvery white.

Sam hadn't slept all night, and in order to cover up his yesterday's behavior, he forced himself to endure his nausea and went back to bed again.

As soon as the day was light, he turned over, stood up, and quickly put on his clothes, of course, all this did not let the 'beauties' help.

Ever since he saw the woman with no human skin hanging on it yesterday, and the thought of the rotten, foul-smelling corpses under the human skin, he wanted to gag a little, let alone yesterday they ......

Alas......

Sam leaned on the railing, looking at the entourage downstairs with the woman in his arms, he couldn't suppress the restless thoughts in his heart, these people who were not angry, they couldn't control themselves at all, he really wanted to know, when the entourage below who was still making love, if they knew that what was in front of them was just a corpse covered in skin, would they want to chop off their underneath......

Well, I'll admit he had that thought for a moment today......

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince!"

Forles was also a little tired in front of him, and it could be seen that he hadn't slept all night.

Rubbing his reddened eyes, Sam said, "Forles, I want to leave......"

As soon as he left the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den, he now wanted to return to the royal city, even against his stupid brother.....

"Okay, I will escort His Royal Highness the Second Prince away. ”

Forles's first task is to escort Sam back to the royal capital and inherit the throne, and he doesn't want to care about these small actions of Bird, and everything will be calculated one by one when the overall situation is stable.

The two of them said that, just as they were about to get up and leave, they bumped into Bird, who seemed to be standing behind them for a long time, which made Fleets feel a little creepy, as the chief of the palace guard, his strength is undoubted, and the person who can walk behind him quietly under his nose is one of the few people in the entire Vic, and the Bird in front of him is definitely not ...... At least not once!

If Bird had such a strong strength from beginning to end, then his city government .......

Fleets didn't dare to think about it anymore, and when he looked around, he felt like he had entered a demon cave.

"Your Royal Highness the Second Prince, are you ready to leave?"

Bird held a red wine glass in his hand, as red as yesterday, viscous, and fragrant.

"Yes, Bird, my father is so sick that I can't help but go back. ”

Sam looked at the red wine in Bird's hand, his eyelids twitched a little, but he still had the courage to say, this was no longer like the bright and upright Marquis of Bird in his impression.

"That's a shame!"

Bird took a sip of red wine and continued, "Our only suspension bridge leading to the royal city collapsed yesterday due to ice and snow, and I am afraid that His Royal Highness the Second Prince will need to stay for three more days. ”

"What?

Sam said incredulously that all this happened by coincidence, he had just arrived in Boone yesterday, and the suspension bridge collapsed today.

"It's not a day or two, and there have been monsters in the city for the past few months, and a lot of people are missing. ”

Bird squinted, as if talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

Sam faintly heard a hint of a threat in his words, a threat that if he left, he would also become a missing person.

"We wanted to see it. ”

Forrese stepped forward and quietly blocked Sam behind him.

"Then I'll arrange a carriage for Your Highness later. ”

Undenied by the other party's distrustful words, Bird turned around and prepared to leave.

The carriage was quickly arranged, and Sam had no appetite for breakfast, so he hurriedly got into the carriage and left the manor with Bird and other servants.

As he walked through the deserted streets and over the center of town, Sam was drawn to the huge statue.

"That's Morieldo?"

He had met Morieldo, a highly controversial figure in the royal aristocratic circles, but of course, not in a positive way.

"It's the great hero Morieldo, His Royal Highness the Second Prince. ”

The coachman was a native of Boone, and when Sam mentioned Morieldo, he couldn't help but correct him, for him, this was a hero who saved Boone, and if it weren't for his sacrifice, Boone would have been ruined by the filthy ground rats and become a victim of ambition.

"Big hero?"

Sam was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to ask a question, but was instantly attracted by the drunkard not far from the statue.

"Who's that?"

The coachman looked in the direction Sam was pointing, laughed, and said, "That's the hero's companion, a deserter." ”

The so-called deserters were only later spread by some people, and the source could not be found, but this statement suddenly came about.

"Stop!"

Sam was very interested in the man, and hurriedly told the coachman to stop the carriage, put on a large coat, and walked towards the drunkard.

The snow on the ground was so thick that it reached the foot and neck, and the man was lying on the cold ground, and if he hadn't been able to move occasionally, he would have thought it was a corpse.

"Fries, bring me an overcoat. ”

Sam said to Forles, who was dressed too thinly, but surprisingly, his skin was very white and there was no frostbite under the cold.

"He is Vilnas, Priest, His Royal Highness"

After handing the coat to Sam, Forrese whispered. Although Wernas's face was haggard at the moment, and his face was full of bush like a tramp, he was still recognizable at a glance.

Sam's eyes lit up, and now Boone was like a beast that chose to eat people, and if he was not careful, he would be devoured cleanly, and he could not leave even a single bone residue.

But if you can bring this down-and-out deserter with you, maybe everything won't get so bad.

Sam glanced at the guard beside him, and the guard understood, stepped forward, and shook Vilnas, who was still drunk, awake.

Not dismayed by being woken up, Vilnas yawned, rubbed his eyes with his dirty palms, and rolled around in the snow for a moment.

Bottles of tinkling bells were scattered all over the place.

I grabbed a few empty bottles and poured them into my mouth, only to find that they were full of snow and water, and not a drop of wine was gone......

Vilnas collapsed back to his place, and within two breaths of time, the snoring sounded again.

Sam whispered to his attendant for a moment, and then hurried away......

At the time of tea, Sam had an extra bottle in his hand, and he opened the cap and slowly placed it next to Vilnas's nose......