The young man with curly green hair introduced himself, and the monster hunter of Icepeak Fortress turned over and dismounted, and responded with equal height, "We are Tron and Feige from Icepeak Fortress, and it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

"Feiqi? Is that Feiqi from the Hale family?"

"It's me. Feiqi nodded, "Have you heard of me?"

"Well, yes. Didriet Andomir told me about you, and I was busy with you all winter. To reintroduce myself, my name is Chault, the bard, the spy of Minas Ihir. ”

"Did the spies say they were spies?"

"Honesty is my strength, and I've found that troubadours are generally treated as spies, whether they say or don't. Ah, the cute girls are coming. ”

Three young girls stepped out of the hole in turn, walking confidently and easily. The first one grinned, with blue-purple flower tattoos on the corners of her eyes, cheeks, and neck, and she carried the box that had been snatched from her before. The second girl's short hair stood on end, covering her chest with strips of cloth, and her chainmail shirt was draped over her body like a fishing net, slightly obscuring her toned muscles. The third covered his eyes with black tulle, his long silver hair was draped over his shoulders, large swaths of white skin were squeezed out of the tight gray robe, and two ruby-encrusted bracelets bound his wrists and joined in front of him.

"Come, let me introduce you: the Monster Hunters of Icepeak Fortress, Tron and Feige. That's right, it's the Fitch who Didlett said can tell a story, formerly called Fitch Hale, and now it's supposed to be Fitch Something, Icepeak. ”

"So you're the human that the elves are concerned about—you look okay, but you smell weird. The girl with a tattoo on her face put the locked box back on the carriage and saw the two "robbers" who had not yet left. "What are you doing? monsters hunted by monster hunters?"

"We don't do bad things anymore, we don't do it. The yellow shirt hurriedly waved his hand. He hesitated for a moment, then tentatively asked, "How is that companion of mine, the man with the bandage around his head?"

"Of course he was dead, and there was a poisonous snake in the cave that bit him to death. We avenged him by killing the viper. Anne was still grinning, her teeth seemed to sharpen, but when she looked closely, they returned to normal.

"There's a poisonous snake in the cave, why are you all okay?" Tron frowned, "No, I have to go in and have a look." ”

"Lightweight. Anne replied with a smile, not a hint of annoyance. However, she focused all her attention on Feige and completely stopped paying attention to Tron. The same goes for Beni and Shani.

Tron walked into the cave with his spear and sword, and after the augmentation ceremony, he could see in the dark without a torch. Feige waved his hand at the two "reformed" people, "Are you sure you won't leave at this time?"

"Yes! Let's run. The yellow shirt glanced at Feige to make sure he was pointing his crossbow downwards at the ground, and then quickly dragged his companion away.

"The people who get in the way are finally gone. One in his hand, Chaudor held Anne and Beni by his arms, while Shani stood with her head bowed. "Feiqi, Di Li heard a story from you called 'Three Kingdoms', and she was so fascinated that she asked me to find it. I searched my memories and the library of Eckert College, and there were no clues. She asked me to ask you to record the rest of the story, but I want to ask you, where did your story come from?"

"Are you more focused on the story, or the story behind the story?" Feige narrowed his eyes.

"I care more about the storyteller. Giordot laughed, patted his female companions, and went to put away the oat feed, untie the stakes, and clean up the messed weapons and pillows in the carriage. "I don't think it's interesting in itself, it's only through the processing of the narrator's mind and then the use of skill to pronounce it that one can get life. I collect interesting stories, and the first step is to get to know the storyteller. ”

"You are welcome to the Ice Peak Fortress, where I can entertain you. But I still have a task ahead of me, so I can't go into details. ”

"You've got a mission, but I'm fine! There are times when I'm not necessarily a good travel companion, but no one says the girls are bad. Chaud turned his head and asked, "Girls, what do you think of the idea of going the same way as Feige?"

"Good!" said Anne. "I want to ride a horse with him. Beni said. "I ...... I have no opinion. "This is Shani.

Feige thought for a moment, then nodded, welcoming them along. This Chord's ability to tell Didlet, the troubadour, and the collection of stories is consistent with what Feige knew. And when they spoke, the soul flame was calm, and there was no sign of lying.

"Great. Looking at the direction of your mount, I would like to recommend to you the Fisherman's Tavern ahead, which has a very tasty dish and is prepared so quickly that it will not delay the trip. Giordot glanced at the girls with a smile, and then said to Feiqi, "Of course, if you are in a hurry, then the girls can also cook." It's also good to walk a little longer during the day to give more time for pleasant and warm evenings. ”

"It was also possible during the day, the mats in the carriage were soft. Bennie took off her chainmail shirt, leaving only strips of cloth on her chest and waist, and a pair of fluffy boots. She shows off her toned body generously, full of pride and wild confidence. It seems that this kind of gesture will not appear to her.

"Thank you for the invitation, I think it's better to ride on your own horse for the time being. But I'm interested in the dishes you're talking about, and it's time to add some food. ”

"Yes, that's the attitude of life!" Chaudor reached out and grabbed the edge of the carriage, and jumped on it with a slight turn. The veiled Charney opened the locked box and took out an oblate spherical perforated object from it, and Chaudor took it and put it to his lips and blew a cheerful tune.

After a while, Tron came out of the dirt hole, with some dirt on his body and a strange expression on his face. "There was indeed a poisonous snake inside, just dead. And that man was indeed bitten to death by a poisonous snake......"

"Looks like the facts are clear, let's get on the road. Fei Qi turned over and said, "We don't need to take care of the security matter now, so I let those two people go." ”

"When Lord Didrite returns, we may have to take care of the security. But you're right, don't worry about it now. ”

Tron returned to his horse, unconcerned about the addition of companions, but sat more upright. Straighten your back, look ahead, and look very serious. Feige whistled, and Punk pulled the donkey out of the bushes. With permission, Feige tied the donkey to the back of the carriage and threw the punk into the wagon.

"What a lovely goblin!" said Shani from behind the black veil.

The goblin looked left and right, took the initiative to sit in the corner of the edge of the carriage, and brought a large pillow in front of him: "Chief, you have to be careful of them!

"Haha, the goblin aesthetic point of view is still so interesting. Giordot slapped Bennie on the buttocks, and she took control of the carriage.

After walking for about seven or eight miles, there is a village facing the river in front, and the old stone bridge connects the two banks, and the long-lasting flow of water from the Sunset Mountains nourishes the farmland on both sides of the riverbank. The river is wide and deep, and there are fish in it, so there is also a "fisherman" tavern here.

It mainly caters to the residents of the village for a drink or two during their breaks, but friendly guests who give money are also very welcome. The tavernkeeper scrubs the rough table hard, and every bump and charred black on the table can turn into a wonderful tavern story. "What's the point? I'm trying to make you happy. The boss bowed, his smile missing two front teeth.

"You don't have any good wine here, it's clean, thirst-quenching, preferably cool, is there beer? ”

After hearing the boss's affirmative reply, Qiao Duo seemed very happy. He asked everyone for a drink, and then asked the boss to prepare a bucket to put on the carriage. "The last time I came here, what was the name of the dish you served me?

"Your Excellency. It seems that the beer business has made the boss respectful: "The villain has a bad memory and can't remember." I should have been impressed by a dashing guest like you, with a charming lady and a valiant warrior as my company. ”

"Ah, that's okay. It was a fish stew, but there was not only fish, but also shellfish flesh and small shrimp with soft shells. Crabs, by the way, and crabs, are made into a thick soup, and then a cake soaked in the soup. ”

"You must have been here, it seems that I have a bad memory, I will do it, and I can do it. Do you want anything else?"

"Fry some meat with garlic and eat it with more garlic, preferably a little sour. Are you going to be a frog here? No, it's a shame. Then grill some chicken to eat, and the eggs are roasted together in the belly of the chicken. Wait, this one is a bit time-consuming, so let's cut some sausages, fry them in oil, put some seasonal vegetables, heat them up and serve them. By the way, cut a little cheese for dessert. Dear boss, do you have any other recommendations here?"

"I have pickled fish here, in a good wine, with olive oil, sour horn, fine salt and our special shrimp paste. It can be used as a side dish to bread, and of course it is better to use it with sake. ”

"Is it fresh?"

"How dare not be fresh. The tavernkeeper's missing two front teeth became more and more obvious and funny. "I'll tell you the truth, I actually did it after I comforted myself. I wanted to grab a pot of wine today and taste it slowly. But I think it makes me even happier to have a taste of it from a respected guest. ”

"Really good at talking, we want this dish. And the wine you were going to soothe yourself with, bring it with you. Giordot clapped his hands, and the veiled Xia Ni handed over a small bag. Qiao Duo took out two gold coins from it and threw them to the boss: "This is just a tip, and the meal fee will be counted when we leave." Serve well and I won't treat you badly. ”

The boss bowed again and again, and walked back, and soon his roar sounded in the kitchen, accompanied by the sound of busyness.

"Let me guess, is the troubadour industry profitable?" Feige asked with a smile.

"Of course not, how is it possible?!" Qiao Duo held his heart, looking hurt: "It's just that I have money, but I can't tarnish the poet's innocence out of thin air." ”