"What's wrong? Senior? ”

When the two returned with poor faces, Master Nietzsche went to instruct the soldiers to prepare their mounts and equipment for rain, but Ezreal was stopped by Lux. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Depending on the situation, there's a storm coming from the south, and it's moving rapidly this way, so we probably need to take shelter a bit." There's a slight pause in answer, "Well, then, both Master Nietzsche and I felt that the herdsmen were coming from a bad place, though there was no definite evidence. ”

"Herdsmen?"

Lux looked back at the five people who had gathered their mounts and hid under the tree, and subconsciously repeated these two words, and some chaotic thoughts came to her mind, especially the inexplicable sadness of yesterday.

"Well, in Storm Plains, actually, in addition to the storm is a specialty here, some of the half-herding and half-robber natives are also a major specialty here. So we should be more careful. ”

Ezreal felt a little embarrassed, although it was as he said, but in fact, he himself had not been aware of this possibility since last night, and the chance of encountering horse bandits was not high in the past.

"Come on, Lux, Master Nietzsche seems to have found shelter from the rain, and a rainstorm is a great test for men and horses. Rest well to deal with any danger. ”

Ezreal took out his animal skin cloak that had a good effect on the rain, tied it with his backhand, and saw that Master Nietzsche had instructed the soldiers to find a place to shelter from the rain, and hurriedly reminded the girl who was still immersed in his thoughts.

Lux looked back at the big trees where the 'herdsmen' had taken refuge, and her beautiful starry eyes were filled with caution, just as she had done when she had hidden herself in the city of Demacia. At this time, a few raindrops hit the leaves and grass stalks around him, and when he looked up, more raindrops in the air were dripping rapidly, there was no way, the continuous dripping rain and the stagnant water on the ground would destroy everything.

……

"Boom!"

From time to time, the thunder and lightning that pass through the black clouds overhead, and the torrential rain that pierces the sky, make this world like some kind of apocalyptic scene. Lux hid under the rocks and marveled at the wonders of the world, who would have believed the majesty of heaven and earth if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes today, and what was even more amazing was that the torrential rain suddenly decreased near noon, and then stopped as quickly as it came.

In addition to leaving the land swollen with a lot of rainwater, this is the second most troublesome thing that the rainstorm brings to travelers: the mount cannot walk properly on such soft ground with a well-equipped owner. Even though the land in Storm Plains is much better at absorbing rainwater than elsewhere, it will take at least 2-3 hours to recover to the point where it can barely be ridden.

At this point, Ezreal and Lux led their horses through the foamed meadows, followed by a few whistling 'herdsmen', but Ezreal had already regarded them as annoying as flies—unable to drive them away or shake them off.

"Master, are we going to find a way to get rid of these people?"

Ezreal felt the grass change. Dry slowly, worriedly seeking advice from the Nietzsche master not far away. If it's really a horse bandit, then getting rid of their stalking as soon as possible is the best way to avoid more trouble.

Master Nietzsche raised his head slightly and glanced at the nearby ground type, and shook his head slightly: "The grassland is empty, whether it is to capture or get rid of these people, we need a favorable ground type." Don't be influenced or provoked, they try to put pressure on us from the morning, keep a calm mind, and keep enough energy. ”

The experienced 'explorer' who traveled north and south looked at the eleven-faced Nietzsche master and the guards soldiers, and was inexplicably sentimental, "Okay, master..."

The sun was gradually turning westward, and at about tea time, the meadows of the Storm Plains were finally no longer stepping into the muddy water as soon as one foot was down, and a few small hills could be found in front of me, although not very high, but enough to be used for something.

Master Nietzsche began to arrange the task softly, one soldier got the order and mounted lightly as a sentinel to speed forward, and the rest of the people, including Lux and Ezreal, also quietly sorted out their equipment and mounts, and the atmosphere in the team became a little more solemn.

'Ahh

A few distant wolf howls could be heard from the depths of the grassland, and it seemed that there were more hunters ready to join in the hunt. I don't know which side is the hunter and which side is the prey......

Hearing the howl of wolves coming from the depths of the grassland, the 'herdsmen' who were hanging the escorts not far away and not close no longer had their previous noisy demeanor, and separated one of them to mount their horses lightly and sentry in the direction from which the wolf howls came.

Ezreal, who was silently preparing according to the arrangement of Master Nietzsche, always felt unsteady and couldn't say why, but if he told others about his unfounded uneasiness, would it make Lux further doubt his professionalism? It's really tangled......

Saying that, seeing the eye-piercing item that Lux was half-hidden under the cloak, Ezreal suppressed his worries, took two steps and asked curiously, "That... Lux, do you have a magic wand in your hand? Wow~ It's really, really indescribable, powerful, mysterious, I noticed that there seems to be some glyph on the head of the staff? I... I mean..."

'Explorer' Ezreal was a delight in the hunt, completely captivated by the mysterious magic wand that only revealed a few pieces. Just like a lustful person who sees the corner of the beautiful woman's skirt that is gently lifted a little, he is eager to get a glimpse of the unobstructed whole picture under the skirt.

"Senior Ezreal, this is the 'Explosive Wand' made by Master Leckchet during the founding of the country inherited by the Demacian royal family, and it was given to me by His Majesty before the action, and I can study it carefully if I have the opportunity in the future, and I ...... it now."

Lux raised her hand to wipe the beads of sweat from her forehead, and naturally pulled the scattered strands of blonde hair behind her ears, solemnly replying to Ezreal's request to borrow a look. Obviously, Ezreal was not upset by her refusal, of course, if she stopped to look, she knew that the senior was just stunned at this time, as if, like, probably, for the first time in Ezreal's life, he was affected by other things in the process of 'archaeology', and the moving scene just now was probably a hallucination?

"Ezreal guide, could you please tell this wolf howl, Master Nietzsche thinks the sound is strange?"

A guard soldier behind him quickly caught up and woke up Ezreal, who was still in a daze.

"Alert!"

Just as Ezreal was turning around to discuss the wolf howl with Master Nietzsche, he was interrupted by a low shout from the captain of the escort team at the front of the group, and the escort soldier who had come out of the sentry was rushing back with a faint cry that seemed to be quite anxious.

Shake... The earth was suddenly shaken by a certain sound, and the hill behind the sentry soldier followed the sudden shaking of the land, and the 'herdsmen' with long knives in their hands appeared in sight one after another, and the sound of shaking also came from the direction from which the wolf howl came. There are at least two ambush men!

'Whoa! ’

Without further ado, the captain of the guard turned over and mounted their horses, their swords unsheathed, and looked at Master Nietzsche for orders.