In the evening, a bonfire rises in the camp. A group www.biquge.info of people gathered around the campfire, gulping fish soup and eating grilled fish, and Phideco also took out a pot of wine and some cereal products. After each male adventurer took a sip of wine, he put it like a treasure in his underwear pocket near his chest.

The territory has now enacted a ban on alcohol, and all food is strictly controlled, according to the lords, the rations are strictly managed, and the food crisis will not be resolved until the successful planting in the spring of next year. If you don't want to starve to death, you can only rely on your own ability to dig in the ground.

Tree bark, leaves, certain unknown birds, and rats in the field were eaten by the group.

In just a month and a half, the mutant goblins have caused irreparable damage to the human world.

With a population of nearly 200,000, more than 40,000 people died due to the tsunami, and the remaining 60,000 people were permanently lost under the surprise attack of the goblins. As for the missing 1w people, no one tried to find them in the occupied areas and the no-man's land abandoned by the authorities.

In the no-man's land, a lot of thieves are set up to constantly detect whether there are goblins infiltrating the periphery.

At the cost of thousands of lives, the remnants of this group still somewhat figured out the habits of some mutant goblins. In addition to the city of the Earldom of Erre and the core agricultural area constructed by two waterways, the City Lord's Mansion and the Adventure Guild have issued a mission to construct walls and dig trenches in the outer areas to prevent goblins from entering the area of human activity.

It is rumored that a cavity is being dug underground for refuge in Erre.

After drinking, the men of several adventure groups confided the news they knew during the chat.

Women are not allowed to serve at the table, and some people may have an opinion about this, but the women assigned by the members of these adventure groups are ordinary peasant women, and everyone is used to this. Losing a spouse and then relying on a strong male to survive is pretty much the norm in this world. Many of them themselves were women selected from the serf village to be wives for the serfs, and were now paid in advance for the tasks of guarding the outposts.

Depending on the danger level of the mission, as well as the strength of the personnel receiving the characters, they are entitled to go to the serf camps and select women to guard the border according to their appetites. Not only them, but the other thieves were also assigned women. It's just that the women they get are better in appearance.

For women living in serf camps, this has become a matter of course, as long as they get rid of serfdom, it is not indispensable for them.

So I also started to live with these adventurers with peace of mind.

Lillard himself can't say whether this kind of thing is good or bad, this world seems to have a steady flow of men, and the proportion of women is higher than that of men, but it is not the modern world, even if women have developed the abilities of adventurers, they are more accustomed to living on men. A man who has the ability to support several women will also have multiple wives, but in order to avoid confusion in inheritance, other dependent women have basically become concubines, and in the development of the human world in the past few hundred years, it has gradually become a common thing.

Looking back at the society before him, it seems that Lillard is still slightly inclined to equality between men and women.

Is this a fishing mentality that can't be changed?

After the men have eaten a full meal, it is time for the women to eat, while others are honing their knives, some are checking their posts on time, and some are writing diaries. It's basically a day-to-day communication.

The outpost is three stories high, the upper two floors are inhabited by people, and the bottom floor is placed with two horses, which are said to be the property of their adventure group, there should have been more than ten people in the group, because of various accidents, now there are only eight, in order to pass on the news, the regiment commander Phideko gritted his teeth and bought two thin horses, hoping to take people away when they encounter difficulties, if the situation is good next spring, they can buy some farm tools here to open up the fields.

In addition to patrolling the perimeter on time every day, they are also responsible for constructing those earthen walls on the shore and building lookouts on the earthen walls to monitor the movement around them.

The seaside is safe, but it's dangerous to be close to other human settlements, because I don't know when a group of dead people and goblins will emerge and be drowned.

When fighting goblins, you must not make loud noises or let the smell of blood on your body, and if possible, it is best to wear a robe that is wet by the river. Because those goblins are very excited about objects with temperature, and always pounce on them without forgetting to die.

Fitco and Leillard were talking a little common sense, and some of the friendly things of the adventurers, they didn't know when a new person would make a big move, and then hang up with the others.

Fitco and Leillard, who came to the other end of the river by boat, walked by the rudimentary earthen wall, patrolling their territory like the rich men of the country.

Looking at the tidal flats in the distance, no one knows how long this tranquility will last.

After walking for half an hour, Leiard and the others met with the people at the other outposts, said hello from a distance, and then Fideco took Leiard back the same way. According to reports, such border defense areas are two or three miles long, the west is more dense, and the east is slightly less. Because maybe there will be an orc from the west who wants to come and pick up the leak. Thirty miles ahead, there was a military town composed of 1,000 soldiers and their families, and a supporting number of serfs, freemen, and adventurers.

Returning the same way, the girls had finished their dinner and were standing on the side wrapped in blankets.

I couldn't tell how cheerful they were on the boat the other day.

They are so fast to get into the play.

Leillard didn't even have time to complain, and began to build improvised living tents in the windproof area at the back of the outpost under the guidance of these adventurers.

Trees are always picked up at the beach that have refloated back to shore, adventurers often go there to see if there are any resources to collect, and their outposts also have coarse cloth tents that they have used for camping in the area. After Leillard erected a two-meter-long branch on the ground and spread uneven wood on the ground, the adventurers helped to erect the tent. It looks a bit like a round awl erected.

Anyway, it can cope with the wind all night. After thanking the others, Lillard spread the quilts that had been picked out on the wood, tattered and smelled of seawater and musty, and Elsa and the others slipped into them one by one to get ready for bed.

These days, they have to pretend to be miserable, so they don't have much mood to talk. Especially after leaving the stable home of the Ark, the living conditions after that are unbearable no matter how you look at it. This is estimated to be easy to go from thrift to luxury, and difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Sickly and slipped into the tent, they quickly fell asleep except for the leader who wanted to discuss something with Lillard.

The situation was similar on the adventurer's side, they had a regular vigil every night, they had enough to eat and drink, and they had enough bedtime exercise, and they also carried their women back to the house for poor night activities.

It was only eight o'clock, and in the night, except for the bonfire burning in the duty room, there seemed to be no life on this land.

Rubbing his face with cold water, Lillard also slipped into his tent.

"I'm not full, I'm hungry"

Akua hugged Lillard and kept rubbing on her body coquettishly. The women, almost every one of them, were given a palm-sized flour black cake mixed with bran, sawdust, and sand, mixed with hot fish soup, and the group endured the discomfort and ate it.

Being stared at, I can't vomit yet.

The little child Lily cried as she ate it, and the women of the adventurers thought Lily was too moved and stuffed her with a small piece more.

She cried even more sadly......

Before Lillard, this kind of food was also difficult to eat at home, because the church tax, the lord's tax, and the money to be used from time to time to prevent the goblins, the peasants had little money in their homes, and the harvested grain needed additional taxes to be shelled and milled at the mill, not to mention that there would be a poll tax to be paid at the end of the year.

There are many people who become poorer and poorer as farmers, and resolutely embark on the path of adventurers, and then die at the hands of countless monsters.

Maybe in the hands of goblins, they can still eat meat that tastes bad every day.

At this time, after eating fish on the boat for so many days, even if you are tired of eating, you will not get along with sand and sawdust.

Looking at Akuya's teary eyes, there were several more expectant looks.

Lillard could only shrug. He couldn't sneak out and get them food at this time.

This is not home, going out to catch fish for this group of people to eat, and being seen by other adventurers will be treated alone as a problematic person.

Fortunately, Laiard had already prepared, he snapped his fingers with both hands, set up several magic barriers around the tent to prevent the sound and smell from spreading, and Laiard found a simple wooden table, on which he placed the heating magic pattern created by Leiard's degraded fire wall technique, and then placed a stone pot and water and a steamer. Some of the food they had prepared when they left had only been heated up for a few minutes and then steaming up and distributed to the others, and that's when they felt like they were eating.

"It's better to be at home, even if you're at sea, you don't have to dodge like this. ”

Emily was content to eat steamed buns made with bread tree powder, and she couldn't help but sigh.

"Only then did I feel that the original meal cost me thirty copper coins, and it was really a fair price."

Lillard didn't take Emily's words, if all they were given was the food they ate, he wouldn't have eaten it, even if he hacked himself.

I used to think that this place might be about the same as the world price before me, and it was normal for a meal to cost a few dozen yuan.

I didn't know until this time. Sure enough, the Middle Ages are the Middle Ages.

The food level of the common people has really dropped to the legendary category........

If it goes on like this, I'm going crazy to eat.

Not to mention the group of adventurers who ate good food, there was basically no chance to go back and continue to be farmers and craftsmen.

Anything you eat can scare people away.