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The cold wind is like a knife, and the frost is like a sword.

Fluttering white snowflakes covered the earth like catkins, and in the distance of the desolate and sparse plains, a horse-drawn carriage crushed the ice and snow on the ground in the middle of the many guards.

In the warm carriage, Winnie stretched her waist lazily, couldn't help but yawn, pulled the plush coat that was wrapped around her body, and reached out to the warm little stove in front of her, her gaze glanced at the person on the other side of the carriage seemingly casually.

This is a woman, a pretty girl with a delicate and weak appearance.

At this time, the girl was leaning against the small window of the carriage and resting with her eyes closed, her long and narrow eyelashes suddenly shaking slightly, as if she had fallen into bad trouble in a dream, slightly frightened and uneasy.

Winnie shook her head and sighed secretly, her gaze gradually moving from the other person's body to a new glass window, looking at the fluttering little edelweiss, and her mind also rippled into the distance.

Suddenly, the carriage came to an emergency stop, and the resting girl suddenly woke up, and the huge inertia caused her body to fall forward, and at this time, a pair of tender hands pressed on her shoulders in an instant, stabilizing her wolf bèi's fallen body.

"Thank you."

Looking at the girl supporting her in front of her, Serara thanked her shyly, and hurriedly sat back with a steady body.

"Oden! What's going on up ahead? Why did the carriage stop urgently? ”

Winnie ignored Serara's thanks, but immediately reached out and pulled open the small window, poking her little head out and asking loudly.

"I'm really sorry to frighten you, but there is another group of bandits in front of you." Oden rode his horse to the window of the carriage and said ashamedly. "I've asked Dale to take someone to deal with them. We'll be back on the road in a moment. ”

"Really?" Winnie sighed and said, "You say." How many times have we encountered bandits along the way? ”

"I guess it's the fifth time." Auden slurped.

"For the fifth time?! Scold...... I've really had enough of days like this. Winnie smiled bitterly and sighed, "How far are we from Viscount Moron's territory now?" I don't think the law and order there will be at least as chaotic as the territories of Earl Heather and Viscount Duda today. ”

Auden looked up at the gray sky with snowflakes and said, "According to the current time estimate." It may be two days before we reach Bredenburg under the Viscount of Moronne, provided we don't encounter the bad weather of a blizzard. ”

"Two days? Looks like we're going to need to be patient for a while, Auden, and I'll leave the rest of the guard's work to you. Winnie said.

"It's my duty and my honor." Auden reached out and clenched his fist to his chest.

"Hmm."

Closing the small window of the carriage, the sound of fighting and shouting faintly came into her ears, Winnie calmly took out a book from under the seat of the carriage, and began to read it as if unaffected by the accident, this was not the first time she had experienced such a situation. Human beings' strong adaptability will always make them feel accustomed and numb to some things.

The same is true of Serrala, who sat across from Winnie, although she had very little communication with Winnie along the way, and the woman's natural instincts even made her feel a faint hostility emanating from Winnie, she might have guessed the cause of this hostility, but she was not sure if her guess was correct, and remaining silent was her best choice now.

Most of the time, she was like an inconsequential outsider, barely able to participate in the mercenary group's communication with Winnie, and could only listen to their conversation as a bystander, so as to understand the current situation.

The consequences of the war between the Earl of Heather and his uncle, the Viscount of Frank, were too tragic. No one would have imagined that this war would end with the death of three famous noble lords, and after the sudden and mysterious death of Earl Heather's only heir, Overred. The entire territory was suddenly plunged into chaos, not to mention the turmoil and disorder in the territory of Viscount Duda.

Robbers and bandits are rampant, and the rout is causing trouble in the towns and villages, and sometimes, ** is indeed worse than natural disasters.

Fortunately, the members of the mercenary group guarding them are a group of strong warriors, and they can easily defeat the other party when they are stopped by intrusive bandits, but there will inevitably be casualties in the battle, and without the assistance of Winnie, a pharmacist, I am afraid that it will be difficult for the members of the mercenary group to maintain their original number.

Salara didn't understand why these members of the mercenary group, whose strength was comparable to that of regular elite sergeants, were desperately trying to protect them, was it really just because of their duties under the employment contract? Perhaps, the real reason may have come from that man.

Thinking of this, her mind couldn't help but think of that man.

It's not a favorite relationship, he and her are just a relationship that uses each other, if she wants to fulfill her wishes, then she must need his strength, so, he can't die, if he dies, who can help him? And the only sustenance she once had was at the hands of that man, and now, she has no way back.

When will they meet again?

Both Winnie and the members of the mercenary group kept silent when they heard the news about the other party, as if the other party's name had suddenly become a taboo, and the reason for it was unknown.

……

In a long, deep dream.

Gray sky, gray plain, gray world.

Xia Lan stood on the barren ground, staring blankly at the two humanoid black mist not far in front of him.

It was as if he heard the evil laughter, the desperate cry, the screams of pain...... All kinds of voices full of negativity kept echoing in his head.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but strangely enough, he didn't make any sound.

He touched his throat, as if he felt a problem with his vocal cords, and as if his throat seemed to be blocked, and the black mist on the opposite side suddenly burst out with mocking laughter.

Where is this? Where am I? Who are "they"?

Staring at the two black mist, Xia Lan stretched out his hand and touched his waist, but his hand was empty, and the familiar hilt of the sword in his impression did not appear in his hand.

Void Ring!

Well? Feeling the emptiness of his fingers, the corner of his eye glanced at the finger wearing the virtual ring, and suddenly the virtual ring was gone?

A cloud of black mist on the opposite side once again mocked presumptuously, and suddenly, the humanoid black mist rolled, and a person who looked and stood in front of Xia Lan no different in height.

And in his hands, he is holding the "gale" that he is most familiar with.

He walked slowly towards him, his face awe-inspiring and murderous.

Xia Lan wanted to retreat, but his body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't move at all.

"This is not the place for you, go back! Rubbish! ”

"Xia Lan" on the other side said with a sneer.

The next moment, a blue light flashed across his neck. (To be continued......)