In September, the preface belongs to the third autumn, and the breeze in the forest blows away the craze of dry people, ushering in the belated splendid golden autumn.

In the world of Gnodia, this is also harvest season.

The climate of the Cabez continent is similar to that of the temperate zone in the real world, with four distinct seasons of cold winter and hot summer, but the time is often a little earlier in comparison, and the joy of harvest is not ushered in until September in the 245th year of the new calendar, which is harmless for the farmer, after all, as long as there is a harvest to support the family, it is all good, but this subtle delay still makes some people with a sensitive sense of smell perceive small anomalies, but they do not know how much significance this star they have a premonition will have for the creatures of the Cabez continent.

Therefore, a certain teenager from a small mountain town is here for this little bit of hope at this moment.

After temporarily bidding farewell to his homeland, Greenfield, he set off for the capital of the Kingdom of Rhodeland, the glorious city of Mierte. The large procession at the time of departure was temporarily separated by a temporary order of Sir Mrak on his way, and the two parties met at the royal city and went their separate ways. Green and the others had been walking for four days, and the weather was getting cooler and cooler, and the group was not worried about the scorching sun in the middle of summer, but was shivering from the cold of the early morning and late night, and among the few people, only Samael, from the Kingdom of Wilts, the land of ice and snow, felt good, raised his head and raised his thumb, and had the intention of reassuring the people of Ropin.

Today is the fifth day.

Grimm had the experience of riding a horse-drawn carriage from White Rock City to Deadwood City in three days, the two cities are also located on the border of the kingdom, if the Kingdom of Rodland is roughly regarded as a circle, then the two probably form an inferior arc of the circle, and the corresponding chord length is slightly shorter. Using that experience as a reference, Green did a simple Pythagorean theorem calculation on a map that was not very detailed. In the end, it was roughly estimated that the time would be about five to six days, and according to Sir Murak's words before leaving, it would take about five days to get from Qishand to the royal capital, and now it seems that their journey has entered the final stage.

So when I woke up in the morning, everyone looked impatient. Albert, in particular, the young Dark Wizard who was not good at riding, who had not eaten or slept well all the way, now had to hurry to the city of Mierte, and then make a cup of hot black tea in the warm and cozy inn, and then sleep well in front of the hot firewood fire.

"How? Is it better than yesterday? ”

Compared to Albert, who was a little cowardly, the two young men were in good spirits. Green has been communicating with Samael since he left Kinglunga. The two were of similar age and similar interests, on the one hand, Grimm's speech and demeanor, knowledge and knowledge amazed Samael, and on the other hand, the young lord was also interested in befriending Samael, so the two hit it off and soon became closer.

When Kinlunga went to the kingdom of Rodland this time, Green did not take many people with him, only Albert and Samael were with him, and even Assesis remained in the territory. After all, it seems to him. The Golden Lunga Collar is the foundation of his future, and the defenses of the Gnolls and Lizardmen alone are too weak. Although the mech-masked Havestasia agreed to stay in Jinlunga, it was a scientist and not the powerful force Green had hoped for, so he had to reluctantly leave Assesis and the unreorganized Kunali Sword Guard in the territory in case of a possible attack.

As for the construction of the territory, Green took Albert with him. But it's not particularly worrying. The current development tends to be mostly the repair of buildings and equipment within the territory, and even Altyn can do it when the target is issued, and the most scarce population and financial problems, the former is the subsidiary task of Green's trip to Rodland this time. The latter, Green, had been handed over to Vivien, who commanded the lake elves to collect some of the spices in the forest, and then handed them over to Lilith to sell to Qishander in exchange for a momentary need. No one can deny that spices are an extremely expensive commodity, in some places worth even less than gold, and that the forests outside the territory of Kimlunga happen to produce a considerable amount of raw spices. Trade with Cishander was just a turnover in the early days of tight cash, and Green planned to recruit some business talent to make a good use of the specialties in the Golden Lunga Forest, and then sell them inland in exchange for more considerable profits.

"It's completely fine."

Samael took the reins of his horse and squinted at the birch tree beside the road, with a throwing knife nailed to its trunk, and the mottled white bark hit the mottled spot, and the muscles in his face twitched.

"What do you want me to say? It's not the first time I've checked your throw, but I still feel like I'm cheating......"

Green laughed, shaking his body while not forgetting to hold down the little fox lying between himself and the horse's back to prevent it from slipping and falling.

"I threw it in your direction, I'm afraid you know better than me if you cheat!"

Samael pouted helplessly, "No way, who made your progress too amazing." Not to mention that I taught you to throw an axe and you practiced with a throwing knife, it has only been a few days, and you have to throw it more accurately than I, a native of Wilts, how can you make me embarrassed? ”

Green laughed dumbly, and had to spread his hands and say that I couldn't help it if he was talented - of course he still cheated, but the system will learn this kind of thing, and even if he says it, I'm afraid no one will believe it.

"It's not because you're lazy, if you weren't too lazy to practice, how could I have reached your level in a few days." After thinking about it, Green decided to fight back for a less convincing reason.

Without him, this is the best topic to draw Samael's attention.

Sure enough, at the mention of this, Samael looked very helpless, he subconsciously touched the two spears tied to the side of the horse, and sighed softly.

"Then again, since Wiltz is known for his axe weapons, how did you come up with the idea of learning a spear?" Seeing Samael's expression again, Green finally decided to raise this question that had been curious for many days. When staying on the road, Green would often practice martial arts with Samael during training, and whenever it was their turn to face off with guns and swords, Green would always feel that Samael's marksmanship was familiar.

He had never felt this when he was following miracles.

"In the beginning, I did start with a hand axe. But the results are slow and never the point, and it may be that I am not interested in axe weapons by nature, and every time I hold the handle of the axe, I will have a strange feeling of rejection in my heart, as if I married a woman you don't like and had to sleep with me every night, and those days were really terrible. Samael did not shy away from it, he grabbed the reins, his eyes looked at the sky, and a look of exclamation appeared on his face, "Fortunately, thanks to my teacher, if it weren't for his appearance, I'm afraid I would still be doing nothing now, and maybe I wouldn't have met you." ”

"Oh?" Samael's statement intrigued Green. He never imagined that Samael, who was calling for wind and rain while following miracles, still had such a black history, "Your teacher? ”

"Ah," Samael was a little embarrassed at the mention of the teacher, "Actually, it is the teacher, but I call it unilaterally, and he refuses to agree." ”

In Samael's capacity in the Kingdom of Wilz, someone refused to be his teacher. He refused to even accept the name, which made Green's curiosity soar.

So he opened his big eyes with a bright eye. Stared at Samael and begged him to continue.

"You guy, there's really no way to ......" Samael was stared at by Green under a lot of pressure, and finally shook his head helplessly, and continued, "The teacher is not very old, when I first met him. That's about my current age. ”

In your twenties? Green raised an eyebrow, he was very young.

"He looked very down-and-out at that moment, as if he had been a traveler for months, and my father belonged to one of the few philanthropic nobles in Wilts, so when I met him near the house. So he asked his servant to give him a bottle of spirits. You also know that Wilts's place is always cold and cold, and we often say that no matter how urgent it is in Wiltz, you can't get rid of it anywhere, otherwise you won't wait for you to feel comfortable, and you will be frozen into icicles! Hahaha......"

"The situation at that time, probably because the teacher did not wear many clothes, and his father was probably compassionate, so he gave him strong wine to warm his body, and no one paid attention to it at that time, but the person wearing that kind of clothing was still able to move freely in the ice and snow, how could it be just a traveler sleeping in the wind and frost. All in all, my father's casual gesture was rewarded by the teacher, who insisted that he could not accept kindness for no reason, so in return, he taught me a gun technique. ”

"A spear? What do you mean......"

Samael nodded, "The teacher asked me if I wanted to learn swordsmanship or spearmanship - Wiltz was a berserker, and the sword was the most despised weapon, so I chose spearmanship as a matter of course. ”

Without hesitation, the young lord reached out and pressed the hilt of the golden and blue sword at his waist, a dazzling glow in the autumn sun.

"Uh...... I apologize. Seeing Green's actions, Samael hurriedly added the following words, "Well, I know you're joking, but you always hold the holy sword and joke that my heart is fluttering." ”

Green let go of his hand and put it on the little fox, making the little beast feel the warmth of his palm, and the expression on his face looked very regretful.

"Ahem, in short, the teacher taught me for ten days, and left the outline of the spear technique, and my skills are also practiced by virtue of the teacher's inheritance, so your curiosity should be satisfied, right?"

The boy raised his eyebrows and nodded, "And one last question, did your teacher tell you the name of this spearmanship?" ”

"Yes," Samael said, glancing down at the tightly wrapped twin guns, "the teacher said that this spear technique is called 'Wind'. ”

Blast? This is really a popular name, but the so-called big coincidence, maybe the more simple and natural the name, the richer its connotation.

Greene thought to himself, but it explained why Samael admired him.

But I always feel that this name is very familiar, where have I heard it?

"I'm sorry to disturb you two, but please be mindful of the road ahead once in a while."

The Servant Mage shouted weakly from behind, and Grimm and Samael suddenly raised their heads and looked ahead.

At the end of the forest path, the color of the birch has faded, and in the open field ahead, there are large and small villages, and in the center, like stars and moons, a majestic city stands majestically.

The royal capital of Rodland, the glorious city of Mierte, has arrived. (To be continued......)