Ustengera, verse 17

In fact, weeding directly with a one-handed sword is not an easy task. Because it's a waste of effort and a waste of time. If you want to carve out a place to camp, then it is better to use another more convenient means.

For example, - fire.

Sirodiel's blonde hair shook her shoulders, and a blazing orange-red phosgene covered the blade of the forge-long sword she clenched. The furious flame writhed and twitched on the spine of the sword like a snake, and the slender black shadows were reflected in the flames, making the beautiful face constantly change in the light and dark.

Raise your hand, cut horizontally, and slash vertically. The air churning with flames turned into a small vortex with the rapid sword strike. In the blink of an eye, the dense bushes planted deep in the ground were ignited by flames. And this burning flame was fueled and restrained by this whirlwind, and in an instant it burned a dry field with a radius of about six feet in front of Alice.

Court Sword Style: Wind Scarre

This sword, both in terms of strength and range, is grasped just right. The surging magical flames dissipated as the whirlwind disintegrated just as they reached the sixth foot, and the remaining embers could not continue to burn on the wet bushes. There was no potential fire hazard left.

Only then did she tilt her head, tilt her neck back slightly, and look at Minnie Mouse who was asking a question out of the corner of her eye.

"Yes, I'm a Dragonborn. There's nothing to hide from that. But ......"

Alice replied, and then asked a question, "Where did you see that?"

"You've mastered the language of dragons, and you've used your roar to repel the hordes of ghouls that stand in your way at the bridge on the second level. Plus your age. There is no other identity worthy of you than the legendary dragon-blooded who can breathe out the power of voice and command. Minnie replied with a smile on her face and unhurriedly.

"And I happen to know one more thing. The boiling dragonborn girl who spread on Xueman's side some time ago is also called Alice. Minnie winked playfully and said, "With short blond hair and blue pupils, there are many people in Sirodil with such appearances, but they don't have the name Alice." ”

"Ah, is that so. It's really a lot of horse's feet that are exposed when I don't pay attention. I wanted to hide this identity for a long time. Alice replied. She took a step towards the burnt, dry ground, then poked through the dirt with her sword, quickly digging a small hole.

The pit is shallow, just enough to fill the wood and act as a campfire. When Alice was out of the woods, she had seen a few small beasts that were common in the woods, just enough to make dinner.

"Can you keep it a secret for me? I don't really want people to know where I'm from. Alice leaned on the hilt of her sword and whispered, "At least, not yet." ”

"Oh, don't worry about that. Minnie replied with a smile, "I'll keep it in my heart as a secret that belongs only to the two of us." But ......"

"But what?"

"It's a great secret, and it's worth tens of thousands...... What are you going to use to seal my mouth?" a sly smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows slightly raised, and her slender eyebrows twitched slightly. "If the value is not enough, I will regret it. ”

Alice sighed lowly.

"If you're really that idle," she said, she pointed to a slightly sparse woodland nearby. "Why don't you go and pick up dry wood, the wood in the dead branches, and be ready to make a fire?"

"Huh?" Minnie's smile froze.

She opened her mouth slightly, and her face was sluggish, as if she had suddenly been hit with a slap.

"Isn't that clear enough, go and pick up wood, dry wood, dead branches, sticks, anything that can be burned. Alice asked, "Or...... I'm going to pick up timber, you're going hunting?"

"Huh?" Minnie's eyes twitched slightly, and a fine sweat appeared on her forehead. She waved her hands vigorously, trying to argue something.

"No, shouldn't it be like this?"

"And what do you want?" Alice's tone hardened. "Go, don't stand here stupidly. ”

“……………… I'll go. ”

………………………………

Time passed quickly. By the time the daylight from the hollow of the dome was replaced by starlight, and a bonfire burned gently in the woods, two or three standard scales had passed.

There was water in the woods, and there were small beasts and birds. Minnie also found some wild vegetables that could be used for flavoring. After a lot of work, I managed to make a fairly good dinner - as long as Alice didn't touch the spices, the food was mediocre but still palatable.

Well, the reality is that Alice doesn't understand what to do with those strange wild herbs and how to use them. So she's only responsible for peeling, cutting, and skewering the game she brings in with sharpened sticks of wood — most of the cooking is actually done by Minnie Mouse.

Escaped, Minnie. Not poisoned by the 'delicacies' made by Alice. I guess I was lucky.

Well, quite lucky.

And then a little later. After eating and drinking, the moment of boredom ensues. It was already dark in the woods, and the burning bonfire further reflected the darkness of the woods. Sometimes a night breeze passes through the trees, and the sound of rustling leaves is particularly harsh.

In this case, it is obviously not a good idea to look at the fire in a daze. And after that, after a while, it was Minnie Mouse who finally opened the topic first.

"Miss Alice," she said, picking up a thin wooden pole and poking at the little sparks that drifted out of the campfire.

"How did you defeat the dragon that attacked the snowman, can you tell me about it?"

Alice's neck turned to the left, then to the right.

"There's nothing to say, in fact I didn't even understand what was going on and it was over. She thought for a moment, then added. "I didn't know anything other than that at the end I felt something was part of me. ”

"Isn't there a process at all?" Minnie asked, confused, "like tearing off its wings, stabbing it in the eye with a sword, or something like that......"

"No, I don't. Alice lowered her eyes, her left hand lightly pressed the ground, and her free hand unconsciously scratched the ground. "It was like sleepwalking, I knew I had done something, but I didn't know what I had done. I couldn't control it, and I couldn't remember that when I woke up from my dream, the dragon's shell had crumbled into a pile of bones in front of me. ”

"Ah, that's right. Minnie Mouse bowed her head in disappointment. "That dragon must be very sad. ”

"Why do you think that?"

"Because you're a dragonborn, you guess you're one of its kind. Knocked down by a young junior in a sleepwalking way, no one even knows about the last moment of his life, and is forgotten like useless garbage...... It's cruel. ”

"Uh...... Perhaps. Alice sighed regretfully. "But I can't turn back time, I can't go back to the time when I was in the snow and kill it again. ”

"Oh, what if there was such an opportunity?"

"What do you mean?"

"It's just a hypothesis. Minnie Mouse half-jokingly said, "If a miracle happens...... For example, the head of the Lord of Time and Space suddenly twitched...... What would you do if you managed to return to the time when you were in the snow?" she looked at Alice quietly through the jumping firelight, her eyes full of indescribable meaning.

"Well, what assumptions?" the girl groaned slightly, and quickly replied.

"If I do go back to when I was still in the snow, then I will do my duty with dignity. She replied firmly, "I will defeat it with my own strength." But ......"

"But?"

"I guess I can't beat it. ”

Alice smiled wryly and said, "I was very weak at that time, very weak, in fact, I don't even know how I won at that time. If you have to do it again, you'll probably be bitten to death by it and eaten by it. ”

"You are so humble. Minnie comforted her easily, saying, "If you can win once, even if you try again, it won't be too difficult." Victory or defeat has never only depended on the level of combat effectiveness. ”

She glanced at the dragon wall in the distance. Slightly off the look.

"Courage and glory. The Father of Gray must be referring to a certain big man in the Dragon Worship Sect. There is no mortal in this world who knows the dragons better than they do. And those mortal heroes who were able to successfully slay dragons in the ancient times...... And who has won with absolute strength?"

"There are only two weapons on which they depend, and they only need two...... Courage and glory are indeed very powerful weapons. ”

"Well, that's true. However, there is not much point in discussing those things now. There's no way I'm really going back in time. Alice nodded. A brief gesture is used to terminate the conversation. "It's not early, it's time to sleep. ”

"Hmm. Minnie Mouse responded to her, found a more stable place, and lay down.

The flames, burning quietly.

One by one, the dead wood used as fuel was incinerated into ashes, and the flare of the dancing flames became lower and lower. Weaker and weaker.

When the bonfire was completely extinguished, the night passed quietly.