Because of the rotation of Imperial soldiers and horses, the convoy actually left the border of Byron a day early.

During these three days, there was no big trouble because I was careful everywhere.

And the army of Byron was also deliberately far away.

Therefore, the oppressive atmosphere of the entire convoy also loosened after leaving Byron, after all, they knew that Saladin's invasion had nothing to do with them anymore.

In this atmosphere of gradual joy, only the baron still had a heartless expression on his face.

It was already early afternoon, and the sun was beginning to set in the west.

The baron, who was walking in front, waved his hand to stop the convoy, and at this moment it was already a long way from the Byron border.

Freya pulled the moving horse and looked around, and she saw that there was nothing in the whole grassland except for a straight path under her feet.

At the baron's signal, everyone dismounted one after another, and took out some iron pots and pans and other cooking utensils from the carriage, as if they were going to prepare a fire for cooking.

You must know that in the past three days, in addition to rushing and sleeping, the entire convoy of people has been solving the food problem immediately, and no one can stand it.

Now that you're out of danger, you can have a rare hot meal!

With a happy face, Eric pulled a piece of pickled meat from the carriage with food and handed it to one of the guards to stew in the pot.

This seemingly extravagant behavior is not too much for the team.

I don't know how the Baron and Damstin did it, but after they had circled the town, the empty wagons they pulled over were almost all filled with all kinds of food, and the whole convoy was the heaviest except for the wagons containing goods.

"Maybe it's just a robbery!" Freya had some curious guesses.

Jumping off her horse and standing on the soft grass, Freya looked up at the sky, blue, without a single cloud.

A breeze blew on her, with a faint scent of grass, warm and comfortable.

After a while, with the efforts of everyone, the aroma of meat gradually came out of the pot.

Freya walked over to the baron, who was frowning at the map, and said softly.

"Father, we're in Sarko, right?"

Hearing Freya's question, the baron nodded and said, "Well, we are theoretically in Sarko, but this is the Sico grassland between Sarko and Byron, which actually belongs to the three-way zone between the two countries. ”

"Three regardless of the zone? Why? Freya looked at the picturesque grassland around her with a slight curiosity, she knew that the so-called three-way zone was a place where no one managed to breed robbers and criminals everywhere.

The baron smiled, put away the map in his hand, pointed to the grass under her feet and said: "Because the land here is not feasible for planting or grazing, you see, the grass here is called Poison Star Grass, which is a special poisonous weed that grows in saline-alkali land, and it has no use value at all except for being used as firewood, and the Xike grassland is full of this kind of thing, and it is inevitable to become a three-regardless zone." ”

"Toxic? Freya looked at the green grass, if it was really poisonous, wouldn't the whole grassland be a place where nothing could survive?

Seeing his daughter's expression, the baron touched her hair and said, "Don't worry, if you don't eat it, there is no problem with these grasses, and we won't stay here for long, if there are no other factors, we can reach Qi'er City in three days at most, and after supplying some things, we can take a boat!" ”

Freya frowned slightly, the other factors that the baron said are nothing like robbers, but I am afraid that there is no strong person who can be a robber, and this is not a very important factor for the strength of the entire team.

"By the way, father, I heard that the Rudin Kingdom where my sister lives is a completely different country from Byron?" Freya asked casually.

She had also found some information about Rudin's country in the castle's library, and the most powerful country was not the royal family, but a council of many high-ranking people who ruled the country together, and there were many factions.

"Yes, I went once after your sister got married, and the humanistic quality of that country is much better than Byron's, and the whole country is run by many people, except for the strong competition between dang, everything else is fine."

"So good..."Freya was slightly curious, after all, the Rudin Kingdom might be the place where she would have to survive in the future.

In the distance, as they talked, the broth was ready, and Howard was pale, trying to get up.

This bear-like man almost lost a whole circle of weight during his recuperation and escape, but fortunately, his injuries did not leave much sequelae, and at this moment, as his body got better and better, he was a little eager to practice the movement of recovering his body.

Smiling at Howard's trembling appearance, the baron showed a rare smile and took her hand.

"Let's go, let's go eat!"

"Hmm!"

Lunch wasn't sumptuous, but it was good for everyone.

Freya drank the bowl of broth in her hand, ate a few more mouthfuls of bread, and touched her slightly bulging lower abdomen, already feeling full.

Before the others had finished eating, she put down her bowl, got up and walked to the back door of the carriage, drew the cross sword at her waist, and waved it lightly twice.

Two silver scratches flickered in the air.

Looking at the marks she had caused, Freya took a deep breath and stabbed the cross in her hand forward and then up.

The rapid speed caused the air to make two slight 'pops'.

She practiced the swordsmanship of the sword every day, perhaps because she was still in the development stage, and she felt that her body was still slowly but surely increasing.

The feeling of qi in his chest also gained some obvious flexibility under the exercise during this period, as if he had intelligence, which could be transmitted to every part of his body according to Freita's needs.

The environment of the Sico grassland is very good, except for the baron who said that these grasses are poisonous and make her a little uncomfortable, she is very satisfied with the rest.

Taking a deep breath and exhaling slightly, Freya thrust the cross sword back into its scabbard.

After a brief practice of stabbing the sword, everyone was also packing up their tools and preparing to go.

This time she did not choose to ride a horse, but returned to the carriage, looking at the endless beautiful grassland, leaning in the carriage, the breeze ruffled the ends of her hair, she was also a little lazy to tidy up, the whole person swayed with the shaking of the carriage, looking comfortable and peaceful.

The sun was setting in the west, and the sky was slowly darkening.

Freya, who had fallen asleep unconsciously, opened her eyes and found that it was already close to evening in the afternoon.

The carriage was still moving forward, and Freya rubbed her eyes, and could vaguely see what Eric was saying as his father walked side by side with him in front of him.

She was a little bored thinking about the way forward.

As time went by, the sky had all darkened, and in a trance, as the carriage moved, spots of light the size of fingernails appeared under the wheels, like fireflies.

"What is this?" She looked at the floating points of light and reached out her palm to catch one gently.

I was surprised to find that this was not an insect or something, but a plant seed the size of a grain of rice, which was emitting a faint blue light at this time, but it slowly extinguished after a while.

With curiosity, Freya gently pinched it, and the dim seed shone again, which was very magical.

"It's actually squeezed to glow?"

After playing with the magical glowing seed for a while, Freya casually threw it out.

Just as she was trying to find a comfortable place to lie down for a while, there was a faint sound of steel colliding in front of her.

A faint smell of blood blew down the breeze into her nostrils.

"There's a situation..."Freya's sleepy face was suddenly swept away, and she shouted to her cronies driving her carriage, "Reiner! Let the father sue everyone to stop! It smells of blood! ”