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The sled caravan, according to the scheduled time, set off on time.

Sitting on the sleigh, Vincent looked up at the sky and carefully observed the weather today.

Although there are no signs of a clear snow in the sky, there are not many clouds that indicate that heavy snow is coming.

"It seems that the weather is good today, just right for us to hurry up. So, please be prepared for not having much time to rest. ”

Vincent was about to say something when the caravan manager Ghosn announced his plan for the day in advance.

Jean, who was beside him, pouted and shrugged, as if he was used to this kind of thing.

Then, Jean leaned in to Vincent: "It seems that we will have to eat cold food on the sleigh for this lunch today." ”

Vincent looked at Jean suspiciously: "No rest at noon?"

"Well, what Ghosn means by that is to tell us clearly that you don't want to rest at noon today. Jean sat up straight, his tone contemptuous.

"What about the sled dogs? They don't have to rest?"

Vincent was surprised, it wasn't a big deal to eat something cold, but the sled dogs didn't sit all the way like they waited for themselves, and they couldn't run so long distances without a short rest.

"Who knows? Maybe Ghosn will compensate the sled driver for a little more. ”

"Really?"

Vincent was a little unhappy in his heart, after all, he had just touched the head of these smart and lovely fellows not long ago.

"Thank you for your concern, after this run, just let them rest more. ”

The sled driver, who had always been silent, could not help but reply when he heard that Vincent genuinely cared about the sled dogs.

After listening to his answer, Vincent sighed: "Alas, I am really not suitable for more contact with animals. ”

Jean asked curiously, "Why did Brother Vincent say that?" ”

Vincent sighed and explained why, "I gave up being a ranger and chose a warrior instead. The reason for this is that I can't see animals with whom I have a good relationship being seriously injured or even killed. ”

Jean nodded understandingly: "I also had a dog when I was a child. Later, knowing that it was old and dying, it chose to leave the house secretly and die silently in order not to make me sad. ”

"So from that day on, I vowed never to have a dog again. ”

Jean's words made Vincent involuntarily reach out and pat him on the shoulder to express his comfort to him.

Vincent was well aware of the pain, and what he had said was not for any purpose.

He said that, it was really from the bottom of his heart.

Vincent of the original world, during the time when he was separated from Jinggang. In order to express his feelings, he once held a puppy.

Yellow, not at all cute pastoral dogs.

Later, when it died early for various reasons, Vincent, like Jean, vowed that he would never keep a dog again.

......

As Jean said, even at noon, the bobsleigh team showed no signs of stopping.

The sleigh that was in charge of preparing the lunch was very skilled. He slows down to the rear, and then distributes food from the rear.

Vincent took the bread that had barely softened but had nothing to hold, and ate without a bite.

It wasn't until night fell again that the whole caravan slowly stopped running and camped in place.

After a steaming dinner.

Vincent, who was well fed, came to the place where the sled dogs were sleeping.

What he saw was sled dogs who had fallen asleep after eating food with a lot of drugs to replenish their strength.

"Looks like they're really tired. Vincent really wanted to cast a spell to relieve their fatigue.

Compared to those who can't be seen or touched, and are ethereal. What he prefers to do is to make up for his immediate regrets as much as possible.

However, just as Vincent was about to make a move, two faint footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

Vincent turned around with a wary look on his face, and as his eyes were like torches, the two men took the initiative to greet Vincent.

"Are you here to see the dogs, too?"

It was one of the young women who wore a pink cloak and a hood, causing Vincent to be completely blind to her.

"Yes, you ...... Are you those two magicians?" Vincent deliberately pretended not to be quick to think, and hesitated for several seconds before answering.

"It's us. Dressed in a red cloak with a pattern of gold thread, the young man, also wearing a hood, replied coldly.

Those sled drivers, seeing that the most noble magicians in this caravan actually came to this place.

They hurriedly retreated, making way for the magician couple.

Seeing this, Vincent only avoided it slightly, and was not as afraid as they were.

"We're here to soothe the dogs' fatigue, so we didn't bother you. ”

The young sorceress's voice was soft and pleasant, giving people a feeling of reluctance to disobey her words.

"Alright, dear, let's go back early after we've cast the spell on the puppies. Seriously, I'm worried about your body. The male magician persuaded softly.

"Hmm"

The sorceress knew what was going on, and under the close protection of "qgren", she walked softly towards the sled dogs, who were tired and asleep.

And when Vincent saw that the hands stretched out from under her cloak soon flickered, he knew that his help was no longer needed here.

So he took advantage of the fact that the "qgren" were not paying attention, and quietly left the place without making a sound, and returned to the warm tent.

As soon as he entered the tent, Vincent saw that Evancy had his back to a large open space as he had done yesterday, his hands on his head facing the tent wall.

"You're going to help those little ones soothe their fatigue?" Vincent had just sat down cross-legged when Avensi's voice came to his ears abruptly.

"I went, but it didn't help. Vincent quickly explained.

"No wonder the pair of magicians who had not seen anyone for a long time left the sleigh of their own accord. ”

"Well, so I came back early. Vincent's eyes were closed, and he gradually entered a meditative state.

With her back to her, Vensie seemed to have seen Vincent completely meditated, and she stopped talking about it in due time.

......

Noon on the third day

As yesterday, the caravan members hastily settled their lunch on the sleigh, and the sled convoy continued on its way.

It was less than an hour away from the agreed place of the deal with Detroit.

Seeing that the destination is about to arrive, the professionals are very consciously fully armed.

Vincent rested his shield on his legs close together, his one-handed axe resting horizontally on his shield, his eyes slightly closed, his concentration focused.

Like Vincent, Evensey rested his weapon on his lap and prepared for battle.

"Brother Vincent, why don't you wear chain mail. Jean, who had just put on his dark silver chain mail, asked Vincent curiously.

"I've been wearing it. Vincent pulled back a bit of his thick coat, revealing a corner of the chain mail underneath.

"Well, I still have a lot to learn. ”