Dong Dong has eaten a lot of sugar, but she has never wondered what kind of thing sugar is, what sugar looks like, Chu Xuan has classified many things as sugar, and the appearance of these sugars is also varied, it is difficult to describe.

If Dongdong has a high school level of chemistry knowledge, then she can understand the existence of monosaccharides, disaccharides and polysaccharides, and that sweetness is not the patent of sugar, there is a thing called 'saccharin' that can also taste sweet, but unfortunately Dongdong's current education level is only at the elementary school level, and the colonel is a utilitarian educator, so he will not teach Dongdong this completely meaningless foundation.

So when the blonde girl stared at Dong Dong with expectant eyes and waited for her to answer, the little guy was dumbfounded and broke out in a cold sweat.

The blonde girl also felt that this question was too high-end and too deep, because she saw that the 'erudite' Dong Dong was embarrassed by this question and sweated on her forehead, you must know that some adults know more things than Dong Dong, and Dong Dong, who has lived in modern society, must have more knowledge than the ancient country peasants, of course, this does not mean that Dong Dong is smarter than them.

Dongdong didn't want to live up to the girl's expectations, so the little guy racked her brains hard to recall all the knowledge about sugar, and suddenly a flash of inspiration came to her head, remembering the first time she saw candy, and what Mr. Kamijo had told her.

"The appearance of sugar is white and tiny particles, which look like salt, but it tastes sweet, and sweetness is the taste of happiness, so people who eat sugar will also be happy." Dong Dong carefully organized the language, and her cautious appearance made the little girl also serious.

"If sugar is so magical, it must be the product of some kind of magic, right? You mentioned a man named Chu Xuan who can conjure countless sugars from his pocket, he must be the god in charge of happiness, right? Or maybe the Great Magician of Happiness? Knock knock, you're so lucky. ”

The blonde girl's tone was filled with indescribable envy, as if she was envious of Dongdong's carefreeness, but it didn't seem to be.

"Hmmm! Brother Chu Xuan is super powerful, his speech is difficult and profound, and he is as smart as Mr. Uejo! Xiao Maoyu boasted proudly. (If you let Uejo know that the little guy compares him to a monster with a birth IQ of 220, will he cry to death?) ）

"Knock knock ~ I'll tell you a secret!" Because she had a good chat with Xiao Maoyu, the blonde girl showed a mysterious expression.

"I know there's a place where I can find sugar, I'll go over and get it tonight, you must keep it a secret, I'll share half of it with you tomorrow!"

"There are places where you can find sugar, have you found a field of sugar cane? That's a lot of sugar! You're in luck! ”

"That...... I'm not talking about sugar cane fields. Total...... Anyway, tomorrow you will wait for the sugar to eat. After hearing Dongdong's words, the blonde girl's face turned a little red for some reason, and she lowered her head and pinched the corners of her skirt with both hands and whispered underestimation.

"That's right. You don't know my name yet, do you? My name is Marisa, see you tomorrow! With that, the girl turned and ran away.

"Marisa? I feel like a very good person to get along with. But she seemed to be silent before. She didn't seem to have spoken to me much, so why did she suddenly tell me her name today? Dong Dong held Kazan Ping in front of his eyes, and asked suspiciously, but this tiger skin meow was very lazy and haha, even too lazy to meow, anyway, the little guy didn't know how to meow.

"After exchanging names, we're friends, right? Just like Xiao Lu, Xiao Linzi, Xiao Wei and Liu Zhenzhen at that time, they became friends, so happy! I've made new friends again! The little guy who noticed this excitedly held Kazan in place and spun around several times.

Today the day's work is finally over, and the time is also in the evening, the villagers have returned home with their children to prepare for rest, this is not a bustling metropolis like day, and it is difficult to find anything meaningful to do at night, except during the festival.

Dongdong is now holding An Ci's bald head and Kazan Meow on his head, sitting in front of the fire listening to An Ci and Ice Hunt chatting with each other. Night is the only time An Ci can show his head, he will be hidden under the bed for the whole day, a talking human head is too terrifying, if the other villagers see it, they will definitely be scared out, and their attitude towards Ice Hunt and Dong Dong may change, they will treat Ice Hunt and Dong Dong as evil murderers who use magic, and will be expelled and attacked.

"Anci, it's a shame that you can stay under the bed all day. If it were me, I would have been irritated and wanted to demolish the house. ”

As he does one-handed push-ups, he quips that he looks comfortable with only his thumb, index finger, and middle finger to support his body.

"It's nothing, if you've experienced death once, you'll find that nothing can't wait, and I was a sadhana monk before I became a vow-breaking monk, and zazen has become a habit... Oh! I also spent time in prison in Hokkaido. ”

"Anci, you actually went to prison. I've only been in the juvenile detention center for a month, so what did you do to get in? ”

Ice Hunt is just a fourteen-year-old boy in the end, and the black history of entering the bureau and squatting in prison will also be regarded as a fresh experience worth showing off by the rebellious imps of this age, and as for the contradiction with An Ci's bald organization or something, I have long forgotten about it.

"Hah! What I'm doing is amazing. Assassinating important reformers, attacking the police and the military, and participating in riots in an attempt to overthrow the state apparatus at that time, it is ridiculous that even though I committed such a great crime, the reformers still wanted me to work for them in exchange for a reduced sentence. ”

"I didn't expect you to be a ...... Hmm~ revolutionary? In the face of this fierce senior, Bing Hunt could only consider his words.

"Why are revolutionaries, if they fail, they can only be regarded as terrorists, at that time I just wanted to take revenge on this unfair world, revolution and the establishment of a new era or something, that is something that only Lord Zhixiong thinks, I don't care so much." An Ci said disdainfully.

"The person you said was Zhi Zhixiong, who was your leader during your lifetime? Is it a very strong guy? Ice Hunter asked curiously.

"Of course it is powerful, he was a swordsman with extraordinary swordsmanship when he was alive, and after he became an undead, he was even more powerful and a monster."

"Really? When I recover, I'll have to have a good fight with that guy named Zhizhi to see how strong his kendo is. ”

"Hmm...... Why does Ice Hunter always want to fight with others? Could it be that someone is bullying Ice Hunt," Dongdong interjected with doubt.

"Knock knock, sometimes the reason for the battle is not due to contradictions, it may be a simple competition, a kind of communication."

After Bing Hunt heard Xiao Maoyu's words, he touched her head with a pleasant smile, and then replied very seriously.

"Especially for warriors, it is much more efficient to exchange feelings in battle than to just move your mouth, and you can make friends in battle."

"Ice Hunt, you don't have to tell Dongdong about this. She was just a child who had never practiced martial arts, and these were too far for her. ”

As a martial artist, An Ci could understand Ice Hunt's words at the moment, but he didn't know these things as early as he did.

An Ci is a warrior who has achieved success in troubled times, and he understands the cruelty of battle better than Ice Hunt, so he doesn't want Dong Dong to fight.

"An Ci, do you think Dong Dong, who is involved with the Dream Chaser, can really live an ordinary life? She should know better than me what she does, right? Although I don't understand your messy factional relationships, I know that this little guy will one day take up arms and fight for something, and my hunch has always been accurate, so there is nothing wrong with handing over something to Dongdong in advance. ”

Anji was silent, unable to refute Himari's words, as there were already signs of chaos within the organization by the time he left.

With Naraku's defection as the trigger, many executors have become dissatisfied with the organization's brutal purge policy of extermination, many local faction members have protested and returned to their own territory, and many fantasy world forces that have been subdued by the organization have gradually risen.

Even though his personality has changed a lot after becoming an undead, An Ci is not a real dumbfounder, he knows how to judge the situation.

"Ice hunting, after you heal the injuries on your body, will you also participate in this unprecedented ****?" An Ci asked seriously.

"Me? I probably won't be there. If I had been involved, I would have met Daddy Sandoz again, and after that fight with him, I made up my mind...... I won't be in front of him again until I find the answer that confuses me. ”

Ice Hunter stretched, his head resting on his hands and lying comfortably on the floor, his eyes fixed on the constantly beating flames in the furnace cavity.

"I know how to use hundreds of weapons, and I am proficient in more than a dozen profound swordsmanship, the realm of ghosts and gods, the blood of hell, the way of heart slashing, the transcendent sword, all kinds of powers that mortals dream of, I was born with them. This knowledge and skills were enough for me to start a sect in any world and become a generation of grandmasters, but I was struggling with the reason why I drew my sword and fought...... I'm such a big idiot. ”

The image of the flame was reflected in the red-haired boy's pupils, and such a brilliant light was indeed not comparable to the sparks when the swords collided.

"However, even if I am a fool, I admit it, if I don't figure out these meaningless things, I will hesitate to draw my sword in the future."

An Ci wanted to say something, but he suddenly felt Dong Dong press his chin on the top of his head, and at the same time let out a slight snoring sound, it seemed that it was because the conversation between An Ci and Bing Hunt was really incomprehensible to her, so Xiao Maoyu fell asleep directly after listening to it.

Suddenly, Bing Hunt, who was lying on the ground with a lazy man's virtue just now, jumped up, and Monk An Ci changed his vigilant expression.

"Knock knock! Knock knock! Wake up! Someone's coming! Hurry up, Ann Ci hides first! Bing Hunt woke up Xiao Maoyu, who had just fallen asleep.

The little guy who was woken up stared blankly at the red-haired boy, with a natural smirk on his face, it seemed that it would be difficult for her to wake up for a while, so Bing Hunt simply snatched An Ci's head from Dong Dong's arms, and then quickly ran to the corner of the wall, and under An Ci's low protest, he stuffed the big round bald head into the pickle bucket that he didn't know where he had been putting it for a long time.

As soon as Ice Hunter had hidden his big bald head, the visitor pushed the door open, and the first to enter were the village chief and the captain of the fleet, and then four sturdy guards, dressed in iron inlaid chain mail, with pointed helmets, and in one hand a large round shield that covered the entire torso, and with a Nordic-style broad-bladed short sword at their waists, they were the Goths of all the Goths that the village chief often mentioned were proud of, and stood tall under the rain of arrows.

Ice Hunt looked at these guys, to be precise, he was looking at the swords on their waists, although the Goth Guards were quite elite warriors, but their elite was like a joke in front of Ice Hunt, the red-haired boy could easily beat more than a dozen Goths of this level with a crude militia mallet, he was just coveting the swords of the Gothguards, the loneliness of the swordsman.

"You're Ice Hunt, aren't you? My name is Blue Hearn, and the village chief has specially recommended you to join the lord's guard today, and he has made a point of emphasizing that you are very skilled, can you show me something? ”

Little Hearn observed Ice Hunt's expression and found that the other party was still silent, so he continued.

"If your skills are really as good as the village chief said, you will have the opportunity to live in the lord's city."

Ice Hunt glanced at the village chief behind Herne, only to find that the old man was throwing him an encouraging look, which made Redfur smile bitterly.

'Because when he was taken in, he told the village chief and his father in advance that he was going to go to sea, so he was regarded as a guy with ambitions and hopes to break through? Village Elder Daddy...... You're really zealous, but your zeal has disrupted my plans. ’

Ice Hunter had asked traveling merchants that the most common way to get to the East was by land, but lately the Byzantine lords and Saracen and Turkish lords had been fighting in the dark, and it was dangerous to travel overland through several areas of fierce fighting and a terrible desert.

It was also a great risk to take the sea route, because the lords of the coastal areas gradually weakened their control of the shipping routes due to successive wars, and piracy began to run rampant, coupled with storms and diseases, resulting in a small fleet willing to travel the eastern routes.

The red-haired boy had intended to wait here for a large fleet to go to the East, not a small trading fleet to return home.

'But...... If you're going to a big city, maybe you'll find more opportunities? It's just a small dock, and there must be a larger port in the lord's city, and more fleets pass through. ’

Ice Hunter thought it would be a good idea to change his plans on the spot, so he nodded politely.

"If you want to see it, I'd love to."

"Good." Hearn waved happily and motioned for one of the Goth Guards who had followed him to walk up to Ice Hunt.

"They are brothers who sail the seas with me, so let them test your strength."

This Gothguard is a head taller than Ice Hunt, and he began to remove his armor after he stood up, and in the eyes of normal people, it is quite unfair to fight an unequipped person with an armed person wearing a functional building bonus.

But what everyone didn't expect was that Ice Hunt naturally came to a sentence.

"Don't remove your armor, you don't need to remove your weapons, you can just fight me like this."

As he spoke, he picked up a sturdy-looking wooden stick from the firewood that had not been chopped, signaling that the other party could attack.

The village chief and the head of Hearn turned ugly, they both felt that Ice Hunt's attitude was too arrogant, and the Gothguard who was directly provoked was even more annoyed, and he made up his mind to give the little imp a little color.

The Gothguard's main weapon is not the sword at the waist but the huge shield, although there are many popular sword and shield fighting techniques, but there are few Gothguard such offensive and defensive skills, and the damage caused by this large shield is no less than a sixteen-pound blunt warhammer with all its strength.

The Gothguard slammed his shield directly into Ice Hunter, trying to break the arrogant boy's ribs and put his sword around his neck to make him throw in the towel.

After all, this kid is the person who made the former Gothguard commander value, he must have some ability, and it is said that he can easily kill wild boars, so he should be a brute force type warrior, although the appearance can not see how much strength the other party has, but this warrior still uses the impact that presses the weight of the whole body, and the opponent's weight will definitely not exceed his own, so it is a sure win.

He thought very well, and fought very carefully, but unfortunately he was greeted with a loud bang, he felt as if he had hit the city gate, and the huge reaction force shook the shield in his hand directly, and he fell to the ground on all fours.

Ice Hunter stood right in front of him, not moving a single step, he made a thrusting finishing motion, and the tip of the firewood in his hand was completely cracked.