Looking at Siva's still lifeless face, I didn't speak again. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Siwa took me to the tavern where the caravan rested, and the leader of the caravan was a young man in his thirties named Mondstadt. His hair was already a little gray, his eyebrows were thick and black, his eyes were burning like eagles, his nose was high, he was not a sultan, his upper body was full of explosive muscles, he had two axes on his back, his hands were protruding from his bones, his mouth was calloused, his legs were thick and solid, and he was looking me up and down at the moment.

We soon got to know him, he was a very bold man, and I knew from him that he was a native of Rhodoc and that his home was in Aaron.

Coincidentally, my hometown is also in Rhodoc, but I can say that I was kicked out, which also doomed the gap between the two of us.

Siva left us at the tavern and went back on his own, he wanted us to get to know each other for the rest of the trip.

I began to talk to him, and it turned out that the people of this caravan were all from various countries, and they often traveled around the world, and I also had a simple understanding of the mainland countries because of my conversation with him.

According to the few empires that have relied on it, the conflicts between Svadia and Rhodok are very frequent, and the two countries are incompatible, which is understandable, after all, both countries are located in the Central Plains, and one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, and sooner or later a tiger will be destroyed. In its current form, it is very difficult for Rhodok to dominate, and Svadia is the most powerful empire in Calradia.

There is also the north, which is the holy land that most people yearn for, although it is also divided into two countries, Nord and Vegia, but the Nord people are simple and kind, and the Vigia people are lazy and lazy, so it is difficult for them to break out some large-scale wars.

The caravan will escort me all the way to Dehrim, passing through Kugit territory on the way, so the trip will not be too pleasant.

The caravan consisted of 76 men, 30 caravan guards on horseback, 20 cavalry archers, and 25 heavy cavalry, all of whom were lightly equipped, dressed in leather armor, wearing civilian boots, wearing ordinary hoods, carrying an axe on their backs, and carrying ordinary gray horses on their hips.

The mounted archer wears light archer armor, a pair of boots on his feet, an infantry helmet on his head, an arrow on his back, a longbow in his hand, and a steppe horse in green light armor under his crotch.

The heavy cavalry was much more gorgeous than the ones in front of them, they were wearing thick silver heavy armor, chainmail boots, high-topped silver helmets, heavy knight spears in their hands, long swords emitting white light hanging from their waists, and riding war horses in pure black armor, such cavalry looked very imposing.

We didn't pause any longer, and as it was nearly night, we were ready to leave, and for me, the sooner we left it, the better, for the whole town was smoky.

As we reached the city gates, an uninvited guest came to stand in my way, Artis, a stupid pig who would not die.

He came prepared this time, with more than 50 archers squatting in front of him, and more than 50 cavalrymen lined up behind him, and he had a condescending feeling.

Looking at his formation, he didn't want to let me go, the cavalry of the caravan took out their weapons and prepared for battle, and I also took out my unsheathed blood sword, I once said that the black scabbard was not worthy of it, but I thought it would be better to have it this way, but I was wrong, if you want to have it, you should never let it unsheathed.

Attis looked at me with infinite resentment in his eyes, and he was already gritting his teeth just by looking at me from afar.

I still looked at him haughtily, and I didn't have a good impression of this kind of person.

He suddenly turned his anger into a smile, and said to me, "I didn't come to ask for your life today, and if it weren't for Chief Siva's orders, you wouldn't be alive now, boy, you should learn to be grateful." ”

I snorted coldly: "I will learn what you call gratitude, and repay him to you as it is." ”

In the face of my provocation, he held back his temper for the first time, did not change his face, and continued: "Siwa said that I will not touch you if I don't touch you, but you have one thing I want. ”

I grabbed the bloody sword in my hand and showed it to him, "This is it. ”

He didn't speak, just nodded greedily, and I let out a sneer, rolled over and dismounted, and walked towards him step by step.

This time I didn't draw my sword, but no one dared to come near me, and I reached him again unhindered.

This time, I slowly pulled out the sword in front of his eyes and threw the scabbard on the ground, he trembled with fright, and I was also covered in cold sweat, and the bloody sword scared both of us at the same time.

I stuck my sword in front of him, then walked back and said, "Take it if you want." ”

His original look of fear immediately turned into greed, he frantically picked up the sword, pointed at me and shouted: "Look at it, despicable inferior, this is a sword that only a real strong man can have, you are not worthy, you are not worthy." ”

I didn't expect him to suddenly go crazy, presumably because of the sword, I turned my head to Mondstadt and said, "Let's go, ignore this nerve." ”

He smiled and nodded, and together they walked out of the city gate.

As soon as we walked out of the city gates, tragedy befell Attis in the city, his whole being was dominated by the sword, and he became a puppet, no wonder the blind man finally said to me: "Do not be greedy, or this sword will make you worse than dead." ”

Of course, I didn't know that much at the time.

We made our way through the desert, in Mondstadt's words: "In the desert, we can kill anyone." "The superiority of the cavalry is evident in the desert, where there are no towering trees in the way, no towering mountains to climb, only endless dry grains of sand.

In this way, after 5 days, we left the land of Sudan and came to the Central Plains, and I finally saw not only sand, but also Sudan, which means that my life will be more beautiful and gorgeous.

We exercised for another 3 days and came to a town in Kugit: Halma.

The wolf's head on the banner on the city wall made me shudder, for all this time I had been fighting against such a people, and the Kugit might we call it the wolf, and it deserved the title.

You will see two glowing eyes in the night, and then you will hear the howl of wolves, and then it will be the beginning of the nightmare, there will be them everywhere, they will leave you homeless, wandering around, you will fight against them, but your rulers will not necessarily, they will just leave you alone in the barren haze, it is not the enemy's reason, but its own reasons, if you can't be their leader, find a leader you think can successfully fight the invaders.