"Nia, since you said that, then they're okay?"

The halfling wanderer smirked, a slightly distressed look on his face, and muttered in his mouth.

"For this temptation, I consumed another third of my precious jam!"

"That's what I was going to eat when I got to my destination!"

Silently rolled her eyes in her heart, and the priestess called Nia said angrily, "Okay, okay, sweet wine!"

"I know what you're thinking!"

"Isn't it just that I got a little wild honey yesterday, and then I'm going to make a honey barbecue today, I'll give you my share later!"

His eyes lit up, and Sweet Wine licked his lips, and a smile appeared on his face: "Then it's decided?"

"Yes, yes, yes! That's it!" Looking, unappretently at the halfling, who had no resistance to food, Nia took a few steps forward, stood at the corner of the carriage that was used to block the view, and poked her head out to look at the muse.

As far as she could see, Muse was sitting cross-legged on a mat, and Lu was crouched beside him, curled up in a ball, and Muse seemed to caress her back gently.

As for Ruden, he was silently closing his eyes in meditation not far away, his chest rising and falling regularly.

Frowning, Nia retracted her head, although she didn't find any problems, but she didn't know what to ask, she always felt that something was wrong with the muse.

"A noble mage, with only two retinues, just to find a friend in the Mage Federation for something, and then run from the south to the north?"

"Or take the sea route, at least stay on the ship for a month, the bumps on the road, a noble mage who has been pampered all year round, can stand it?"

“......”

I have to say that people who can become pastors have very keen perceptions, which also means that her intuition is very good.

Just when Nia felt as if she was about to grasp something, the voice of the sweet wine suddenly sounded, interrupting her thoughts.

"Hey, Nia, what are you thinking?"

"Let's go, Captain Green let us pass!"

"Everyone is still waiting for us to go back and tell us what we have found!"

Feeling like she was going to be grabbing a faint thought, Nia glared down at the sweet wine standing in front of her, then turned and walked to the side, towards the camp of their group of adventurers hired as caravan guards.

Scratching his head, Sweet Wine seemed a little confused, thinking about how he had provoked Nia again.

But soon he stopped thinking about it, and instead kept up with Nia, walking with them to the camp of the adventurers' group on the outskirts of the caravan camp.

Soon, several tents formed in a circle appeared in front of Nia and Sweet Wine.

In a small open space in front of the tent, an iron pot set up on a fire was bubbling hot, and you could see that the onion and cabbage soup was about to rot.

On the other side is a simple grill, and the flames are licking a fat boar leg on the top of the skewer, and a little oil drops dripping from time to time, and a wisp of fire rises when it falls into the fire.

There were many people sitting around the fire, munching on the food in their bowls, and it was discernible that there were two Southerners, three Northlanders, one Dwarf, and one Half-Elf.

The stool they sat on was also very rough, directly a piece of wood, which could be seen to have been cut directly from the tree, and even the bark had not been peeled off, and the annual rings were like them.

Their staple food is brown bread, cold and hard, and only when it is boiled hot, and the vegetables inside are soaked in a rotten broth until they are soft, and then they can eat it.

As for oily barbecue, it is enjoyed only by a few privileged classes.

And these people from the privileged class include Nia, the priestess who is striding in.

She walked straight past the crowd to the fire, then sat down on a block of wood near the barbecue, unceremoniously picked up a small jar of golden wild honey from the side, and applied a brush to the boar's legs.

When the wild honey had completely penetrated, Nia grabbed the knife and cut off a long strip of roast meat three fingers wide, but wrapped it in a large leaf that had been washed and handed it to the sweet wine.

Apparently, Nia hadn't forgotten what she had said.

"Hehe......" The sweet wine did not shy away, and then it was eaten beautifully, as if accompanied by barbecue, even the brown bread and the rotten vegetable soup became delicious.

While eating the barbecue, Sweet Wine also took out his secret jam and shared it with his companions, making them smile as well, and it was clear that Sweet Wine was very happy with such an action.

Soon, a tall and strong man strode over, and sat down by the fire, too, over the crowd, the same man who had been glancing at the sweet wine!

He seemed to take one look at the mulled wine that was eating the roasted meat, then at Nia, and then asked with the usual face, "Sweet wine, Nia." ”

"How's it going to test the guys who joined last night?"

"Did you ask something?"

Sweet wine swallowed the roast in his mouth before replying, "Of course, Captain Green." ”

"It's about whether or not our mission can be completed, so I did my best!"

"That low-level mage named Orr is a nobleman in the southern city of Deira, and it seems that he came to the Northland to get to the Mage Federation, and then he encountered problems when he took a boat to the vicinity, and had to continue by land......"

"He had two retinues, one was a half-orc named Ludon, who looked like a Juggernaut professional, and the other was Lu, who seemed to be a little girl. ”

"Is this little girl his maid......?

And Nia took over the conversation at this time and said: "When Sweet Wine went to the temptation, I used the magic to 'detect lies' not far away, and the feedback of the magic told me that the mage did not lie......"

"But ......"

Nia paused before continuing,

"I always felt like something wasn't right with him!"

"Do you want to ...... or not"

The strong man known as Green thought for a moment, but finally shook his head and said, "There is no need to do this. ”

"Just let the sweet wine keep an eye on him!"

"He's just a low-level mage, he doesn't have a few spell slots at all, and he can't use any spells. ”

"And ......"

"Noble mage, everyone knows what virtues these guys have, they have no talent but they have money, so they spend money to learn spells, and the actual combat experience is almost zero......"

"It's better to say that he is a threat than his entourage, that orc Swordmaster is a little more threatening!"

In the end, Green made the final decision: "As long as he doesn't move, don't pay attention to him!"

Thank you for the monthly pass of the book friends who want to read the book, and thank you for the collection, subscription and recommendation of the book friends!