Half of Elizabeth's special carriage is occupied by seats, and the other half is occupied by bedroom compartments.

At night, the train was still moving forward, but at a slower pace.

Charles, unable to sleep, came out of his cubicle and found a ladder leading to the roof of the car at the back of the car, the cover of which was open.

Since the train needs to pass through many undeveloped areas, in order to ensure that the train is not attacked by the demonic beasts in the primeval forest, there are guards on the top of the carriage to stand guard.

Although the speed of the train is not fast, it is quite hard to stand guard on it. Not to mention the wind and rain, whenever the train is about to pass through the tunnel, the animal trainer at the front of the train will blow the horn to remind the guards on the roof of the car to lie down and avoid being brushed down by the tunnel.

Charles thought for a moment, then climbed the stairs to the roof of the car.

No sooner had he poked his head out of the roof than he realized that he had been pointed in the face.

"Why did you get up?" it was Horatio standing guard on the roof of this carriage tonight.

"Can't sleep. Charles climbed onto the roof of the car and said, "Come up and blow the wind." ”

Due to the heavy rain in the south, the roof of the car is "⌒", and only a wooden plank about one meter wide is laid in the middle for the sentry and maintenance staff to walk.

Horatio, who put away his sword, said to him, "Then sit down and don't fall." If you fall, you'll have to catch up with the car and climb up. Don't expect the car to stop and wait for you. ”

Charles let out an "oh" and sat down on the plank.

In case of falling, the fall is secondary, and the most important thing is to lose face.

There is still more than half a month to go until New Year's Day, and the moon is relatively round tonight.

Under the bright moonlight, the forest dozens of meters away stood on both sides like a black wall, and occasionally the roar of some animals came from the depths of the forest.

Lying down and looking at the night sky, you can see clouds drifting from south to north. The stars in the night are sometimes obscured by the clouds, and sometimes they jump out from behind the clouds.

At this time, the temperature had dropped to about 5C, and the cold air kept coming in and out of Charles's socket hole and lungs.

The humidity in the forest is very high, and although the temperature does not drop below freezing, it can still take a lot of heat away from Charles.

Charles tried to keep himself warm by controlling the magic in his body.

In this world, the biggest difference between a mage and a warrior is that a mage controls magic to form magic outside the body, and a warrior controls the flow of magic power inside the body to enhance the body. There is no clear boundary between the two, it is just a matter of which aspect the individual focuses on.

It didn't take long for Charles to feel his body warm. Then he accelerated the flow of mana, and then felt his body feel like it was boiling hot.

At this time, Horatio's voice came from the side, "If you don't want to be like the button meat you ate for dinner today, don't speed up the flow of mana." ”

Charles was startled and immediately stopped the flow of magic on his body.

Horatio then said to him, "The fire elementals around you just now gathered at a very fast speed, didn't you notice?"

Charles thought for a moment and said, "Didn't notice. ”

Horatio looked at him and said, "Then you should change the element and practice for the time being, at least it is safer." With that, he picked up what he was holding and continued to carve it with his knife.

"What are you doing?" asked Charles, curious.

Horatio continued his movements, "Make a palette for my sister, she loves to draw. ”

"You love your sister so much. Charles smiled, "I remember you bought quite a few things for your sister along the way. ”

"Isn't that inevitable?" said Horatio without looking up, "I have only Nana in my family, and the other brothers are all adults. ”

"You still have a brother?" said Charles, who had heard for the first time, "I haven't heard of you before." ”

"I also have three younger brothers, all of whom are adults. "Now that they're adults, leave them alone." ”

Charles felt he had a point.

He then began to check the household registration, "So you have five brothers and sisters in your family. ”

"Hehe......" Horatio laughed twice, "maybe it's six when I go back this time." ”

"Huh?" Charles froze.

"What's so strange about that. Horatio continued without looking up, "George is the eighth in their family, but he's the youngest. ”

"Uh......" Charles was stunned at this moment, the elves have a long lifespan, if there are so many children in each generation, how many elves must have a total number of mouths.

Speaking of George, the guy who collected gifts for his daughter all over the continent, Charles asked, "And how many children do you have?"

Horatio smashed his mouth, "I'm not married......"

"Wouldn't it?" Charles asked in surprise, "George is about the same age as you, and his daughters are ninety years old, how can you not be married?"

Charles had heard a lot of such questions in his previous life, and he didn't expect that he would be able to use them one day.

"It's coming, it's coming. Horatio's answer was the same as Charles's answer in his previous life.

But unlike Charles, it was Horatio's next words, "I told my girlfriend that we would get married after I quit the caravan, so I'm going to take advantage of this New Year's party to propose in public." ”

Charles opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while. He knew that Horatio was begging Elizabeth for something a while ago, probably to let him go on stage.

A few hundred years of lifespan is enough for elves to learn a lot, and it seems that Horatio has also lit up the skill tree of music.

The Elven New Year's Gala is similar to the Spring Festival Gala, and if he doesn't have two brushes, Elizabeth won't agree to help him.

And proposing marriage on the Spring Festival Gala, this is big enough.

Then Horatio said: "Don't tell anyone about this, if you hadn't helped me write the song "It's All the Moon", I wouldn't have told you." ”

It was only then that Charles noticed that a soundproof barrier had risen around the two of them at some point.

"Congratulations. Charles said to him with a smile.

"You'll have to come to my wedding. Horatio extended an invitation to Charles, "When the time comes, you can help me pester George." ”

"Huh?!" Charles's mouth opened wide in shock.

"She was George's sister. Horatio said with a smile, "She's also Nana's teacher." ”

"Oh?" Charles spotted the point, "then how did George get married so early?"

Horatio pursed his lips, "The two of them are neighbors, they have played since childhood, and they got married as soon as they graduated." ”

By the moonlight, Charles noticed that Horatio's expression was a little strange. Judging from his daily relationship with George, I wonder if there is one of these century-old childhood sweethearts.

Charles changed the subject, "What are your brothers doing, joining the army like you?"

"Nope. Horatio shook his head, "The second brother is an animal trainer who specializes in raising spiders. ”

He pointed to the white stockings on Charles's legs and said, "The silk of the stockings you wear is produced by those spiders, and the originally sticky spider silk can be used to spin after being scalded with hot water." ”

Charles asked, "And what about those colorful stockings, are they dyed with spider silk?"

"No, it's not. Horatio is clearly knowledgeable, "Just feed the spiders something colored before they produce silk." ”

Charles nodded, and this "colored thing" seemed to be the core technology for the production of colored stockings and other silk fabrics.

Horatio continued: "The third and fourth brothers have been raising pigs and chickens for the last ten years, and I heard that they are tinkering with new feed, but I don't know how they are doing now. ”

Then he added: "Most of the pigs and chickens they raise are sold to their parents' canneries. ”

"Canned?" Charles asked curiously.

At this time, Horatio's face was a little unsightly, "It's the same as the juice I drank at noon today, put the meat in a bamboo tube and steam it and then seal it, so that it can be preserved for many years." Eat this stuff a lot in the army, and you'll find out later. Because it was so unpalatable, I was embarrassed to tell my comrades-in-arms that I also made this at home. ”

Charles's face also darkened, and this mass-produced canned food is probably not the first priority. The first task of food on the battlefield is to fill the bellies of the soldiers and provide them with energy. Taste the words...... Just eat it, you don't think it's delicious because you're not hungry enough, and anything tastes good when you're hungry.

After a few more conversations, Horatio drove Charles back into the car, fearing that he would fall out of the car if he dozed off.