"Miranda, be good~ let Xia ride you, okay?" Ferding gently stroked Miranda's mane and whispered to it.

"Mr. Fording, you really don't need to, you better sit by yourself." Thea hurriedly spoke, declining Fordin's kindness.

Ferding glanced at Sia, his men still gently stroking Miranda's mane. "Then let's move on."

Although it was a bit silly, in the end, neither of the two of them rode a horse, so they walked forward. The four fields were empty and silent, only the sound of the wind and the howl of wolves in the distance. Xia felt a little cold in her heart, and couldn't help but ask. "Uncle Ferdin, where are we going now?"

"Go to my house......" Furding smiled bitterly for some reason. It's still a bit far, and if we don't ride horses, we may need to take a break halfway through. ”

Sia looked in the direction they were heading and felt a little confused, this direction was completely opposite to Lake Daron Mill. In this plagued land, what is the purpose of the uncle leaving the safety of his dwelling to go outside?

But Fording was clearly very familiar with the neighborhood. Leading the horse on this path that was obviously not a big road, pushing aside the branches of the trees that stretched out horizontally, and crossing the small ditch on the ground, he was so familiar with every movement that it was obviously not the first time he had walked this road. Xia could only follow his steps closely, imitating his movements intently, and had no time to care.

Rounding a small bush again, Ferding stopped. "I'm sorry, Thea, forgive me, I'm an old man after all. I feel a little overwhelmed. I want to take a break. ”

"Oh,...... But is it okay to camp here? While the safety of the journey made Thea feel that the horrific descriptions of the Plaguelands didn't seem true, the emptiness of the journey made her feel uneasy.

Ferding smiled, "It's safe here, I often stop here, of course, I have to rely on this!" As he spoke, he took out a packet of powder from the package and carefully sprinkled a little around it.

"What is this?" Xia asked with some curiosity.

"A friend gave me some magical powder, with this, neither the plague creatures nor the natural disasters will come close,."

"Powder...... I have a friend who is also a pharmacist, I don't know if he understands this ......" Thea silently watched Ferdin's movements, thinking of Mick and Simon in the Undercity, I don't know, what are they doing now?

Looking around, the place where they were resting was under a small leeward slope, surrounded by some low shrubs, and around the bushes was a dead forest, which would never have been found unless they were very close. She relaxed slightly, clasped her hands on her knees, and sat down on the spot.

Fordin took a small blanket from his horse's bag and handed it to Thea. "You can't make a fire here, so cover this."

Thea looked at Ferdin's kind smile and suddenly felt that he was very much like the father she had seen in her dreams. "Thank you, but I can't feel the cold anymore, uncle, you can cover it yourself." She turned her head away, hiding her sour mood, and buried her head silently between her knees.

"Then you're welcome. I'm old, and it's really troublesome! Would you like to keep a midnight watch first? Ferding wrapped himself in a blanket and consulted with Thea.

"Well, okay," Sia decided in her heart that she would finish the night by herself, and the Forsaken didn't need to sleep anyway.

Fording soon fell asleep.

Thea's eyes were wide open, bored. The wolf howl of the plague wolf could be heard in the distance, and it was vaguely far away from them. Sia looked up at the bright full moon in the sky. Even though the plague lands were always shrouded in an orange mist with the plague virus, the moonlight in the sky was still bright and bright.

After a pause at the moon, Thea turned her gaze back to Ferdin, who seemed to be sleeping soundly. She was actually very curious about this human uncle. According to the common sense instilled in the Forsaken, humans should not kill them as soon as they see them, but they should also flee in the wilderness. If at first he didn't know her identity and just thought she was dead, but in the subsequent contact, Fording was defenseless in his speech and demeanor, treating her as gently and kindly as a human woman.

What is this person? As Thea fell asleep with Ferdin, she secretly looked at him unscrupulously.

Fording looked no more than forty or fifty years old, but his hair was almost completely white, and there were deep marks between his eyebrows, which was obviously the result of frequent frowning. His hands were large, with some old scars on his hands, and thick calluses on his muzzle and thumb, which should have been sharpened by holding the handle of the weapon for a long time. He was courteous to all people, especially his horses, and this was especially evident among knights. But if he were a knight, he didn't have the sword and badge that knights regarded as second lives.

A former knight living alone in the Plaguelands? Shia came to a conclusion. However, unless an unpardonable sin has been committed, few knights are disqualified. Is this man a dangerous person?

She stood up and walked over to Fordin, who was still asleep. The staff she had snatched from Naga was held tightly in her hand.

She stopped beside Fordin, and if she gave the sleeping man a hard blow with his staff, he would die in his sleep. Shia didn't know why she thought that.

She smiled.

Thea turned the staff sideways in his hand, and—

She crouched down, gently placed her staff on the ground, and wrapped the blanket tightly around Old Ferdin. Then he sat quietly upwind of Old Fordin, and shielded him from the night wind.

Continuing to look at the moon in the sky, Thea began to try to remember her past again. After meeting Old Fording, at this moment, Xia misses her father very much.

Father...... My father must have thought she was dead.

It's also good......

The pastor's daughter has become a forgotten person, which must be a big scandal.

Father...... Her husband...... Her knight ...... There must be someone very important, Sia thought confusedly, she vaguely remembered that there should be someone more important she should remember, but she really couldn't remember anything about it. The more anxious I was, the more vague my memory became.

Who is that person?

Thea stared at the moon in a daze, completely unaware of the fact that Old Fordin's clenched hands under the blanket finally let go slowly.

A slight snoring sounded, interrupting Thea's shake.

Thea looked down at Old Fording with some amusement. The old man is really tired.