【Kasia Village】

"There is a big difference between an early village and an evening, at least until it is deregulated. The pace of life here is completely different from that of the city. 'Sunrise and sunset' is the habit of the people here, and as the morning of the first day, the investigation of the 9th is limited to information. ”

Wind closed the recorder and tossed it aside. The cassette was then removed and placed in the storage compartment on the car. The car was filled with the smell of green onions, which was emitted by the wind that had just bought scallion pancakes in the village. When I took a bite of the paper bag that was a little hot, the wind almost bit my tongue.

"That's good," muttered the puffed cheek and turned on the car music, then leaned back in his seat and looked out.

The car stopped at the head of the village, and when the wind came out early in the morning, I saw this small shop where I bought breakfast. The people of the village seem to like the craftsmanship of the house, and for the second time the wind has seen people lining up. Just in the crowd in line, Stroke saw a face that is more familiar at the moment. For the person who shot at him, he remembered it clearly.

The owner is a young man who is filling oil cakes.

"Well, this is your old man's favorite food. He likes something a little salty. ”

"Thank you!"

After carrying the oil cake to the woman in front of him, the man in uniform walked up to him. The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, then looked at him with a smile.

"Are you back, do you want to buy bread?"

"Hmm."

Shiro pointed to the sweet crepes in the upper right corner of the stall, and the shopkeeper expertly picked up the pancakes with long wooden chopsticks. Dropped on the board, the knife flew up and down, and soon the chopped crepes were packed into paper bags. Shiro used his communication device to complete his payment slowly. Shiro's eyes looked at a private car not far away. The doors of the private car are slowly closing, and the owner is nowhere to go.

It was a windy car, and there was no one in the car at this time. Yesterday's events made the captain worry about Shiro's mental state, although their armor was ordinary armor against border creatures. However, it is not easy to be mentally controlled, unless the user himself is in a poor mental state or is too low.

"Judging by your expression, you really don't fit the salty crepe, it fits your hand."

The shopkeeper unbuttoned his apron and looked at Shiro, and then an employee took the shopkeeper's apron. Bai smiled at him, and the two of them walked to the side and sat down at the bottom of the ancient tree. The taste of the pancake was still the same as before, and Bai Xin ate it with satisfaction. The shopkeeper just looked at Bai and smiled silently.

Looking closely, the two are also somewhat similar, the shopkeeper's face is a little soft, and the white face is a little more hard brown. This is caused by too much sun exposure.

"I think I could, at least this time by accident."

It seems that the shopkeeper knows what happened yesterday, and Shiro explained in a tone of disappointment. The shopkeeper smiled angrily.

"Well, I can tell from the look on your face and the clothes on your body that your captain has let you rest. It's okay, anyway, I went on a mission to my hometown. All save travel expenses. ”

Bai frowned and glared at his brother, obviously looking like he had nothing to do with himself. But he showed that he knew his current situation better than himself.

"Isn't it just a numerical name... What's so big about the number 251, it's not a powerful number... If I hadn't chosen... Your 251 is almost a two-hundred-and-five! ”

Listening to his younger brother muttering unconvinced, 251 smiled helplessly. He and his brother's original ambition was to go to the Border Wall to join the army, but unfortunately he was chosen by the Tribute Stone. I can only follow the arrangement to stay in the village and inherit my parents' breakfast shop. Seeing that his brother had become a qualified border soldier, 251 was very relieved. He looked down at the shadows cast by the morning sun, only to notice that at some point there were more figures standing behind them.

As a soldier, Bai naturally had to react as a soldier, and when he saw that his brother's expression was wrong, he had already put down the pancake in his hand and pulled away from the ancient tree. A leisurely voice came, and the wind crumpled the paper bag and threw it casually to the trash can in the distance.

"Looks like you're recovering well, at least much better than you were yesterday."

251 apparently didn't recognize the wind, so he turned his head to look at Shiro.

"Shiro, is this your friend?"

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Wind and White are walking down the streets of the village, and 251 is not accompanied by the business of the store.

"About yesterday's events .... I'm sorry sir, but I promise it won't happen again. Bai looked at the wind apologetically.

Because the wind found white. There is no need to ask others for directions, since Bai is a person here, he must know about the nineth. At the request of the wind, Shiro took the wind to see the memorial stone.

"It's okay, yesterday's incident wasn't your fault. It's just a coincidence that I met you, do you know about Nine? Or do you still know that his family is staying in this village? ”

The roads are paved with cobblestones and have become potholed due to the fact that they have not been maintained for a long time. The two of them made their way to the very center of the village, and the road became a slope further on. At the top is a locust tree with white locust flowers hanging from its branches. It is also a nice view to accompany the morning sun.

"The memorial stone is just below the locust tree. I'll take you, sir, to see it. ”

Bai was about to lead the wind forward when the wind made a stop gesture, and the wind looked at Bai a little speechlessly. The recruit called his commander all the way, and the villagers around him looked at him with strange expressions. The old-skinned wind blushed a little at this time.

"Stop, just call me the wind. Sir, sir, it sounds uncomfortable. ”

"I'm sorry!" White looked at the wind with his hands folded, and this innocent look made the wind wonder if this thing was a guard of the border wall. There was no one around the memorial stone. As a result of yesterday's bordering, the army has imposed a forced blockade on the area. Although it was a forced lockdown, there were still sparse villagers walking around.

Turning over the slope, the wind looked at the memorial stone next to the locust tree. It is about two meters in diameter and about one meter in height. It was pitch black and the wind couldn't tell the type of stone, and just as he was about to touch it, the new recruit from Kasia stopped him.

"Long... Brother Feng, it's better not to touch this thing. ”

Feng looked at Bai with some puzzlement.

"Why? Could it be that it can still eat me? ”

Probably a little dissatisfied when he heard the wind's tone, Bai hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, no, it's just that this thing can't be touched casually. If you touch it, you may get the number, and if you get the number, Brother Feng, you will be left here. Such is the custom of the village of Kasia. ”

The wind opened his mouth and did not speak. Although he is a Vicor Style, according to the law, even the Vicher Wind cannot violate local customs at will, not to mention that he has now been informed of the consequences by the locals. If the numbers did appear, he wouldn't be able to leave. After thinking about it, the wind took his hand back.