The pale yellow bonfire was blown back and forth by the breeze, as if it could be extinguished at any moment. There were quite a few would-be knights, ordinary knights, including Corian and others. They felt the sudden appearance of the breeze, and their expressions were full of doubt.

"What's going on? Why is there a sudden breeze around the carriage? Knight Crane muttered in confusion as he gathered the firewood around him slightly, making the flames larger against the wind.

But when he found that Grant and Master Hyland were hurrying to the middle carriage, he noticed that there might be some trouble, so he immediately got up and ran in front of them, and hurriedly asked: "Two Master Mages, is something happening, this is Miss Emir's carriage, and she is in danger now?" ”

"You stand here first, things may not be as bad as you think." Grant tried to suggest, his grim face made Corion dare not make a move, Miss Emile is one of the two descendants of Albert's direct line, and the most gifted person in the Hanmo family, and when they go to the field to buy the territory, the future can only be pinned on Miss.

"Grant, let's go see the situation first."

"Yes." Grande nodded and opened the door with the corner of his black robe.

There were no fuel lamps in the dark cabin, and there was no way to distinguish the surrounding environment, only a pungent smell of blood mixed with a foul smell wafting in the air, which made Grant, who had just come in, frown slightly, and the corners of his lips moved slightly, and he stretched out his index finger to point forward.

"Wow!"

Golden flames curled up on Grant's fingertips, thumb-sized flames were unusually bright, illuminating the scene in the carriage in front of him, and on the wall of the carriage on the left, Yard was half-lying there, judging from the appearance that he might have been stunned by the explosion of mental power, and Emile fell to the ground of the carriage, his face was as pale as a dead man, and the corners of his mouth and ears were dripping with scarlet blood, gurgling. Converge on the ground.

The eyes are black. A foul-smelling liquid.

Because the carriage was small, all the men were in charge of riding, and only five women plus Yad and Emir rode in the carriage, and now all five women went out, leaving Yad to sleep here.

When Hailan saw the pale-faced emir, her expression changed slightly, and she was busy exclaiming, "Emir." He stomped into the carriage. Stretched out his hand to press the tip of Emir's nose, felt the milky white breath wet his fingers, and said with a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, she didn't lose it because of the explosion of mental power." ”

"yes, that's not much of a problem." Grant also breathed a sigh of relief, and he couldn't help but look at Emir strangely. Once again, sighing at what the hell are the rules of this world, real and similar compared to the game.

Regarding the spiritual outburst, in the game Grant still remembers the self-improvement ability system belonging to the NPC, and it is also one of the complex and diverse systems in the world of glory, according to the classification of various NPCs in the world, NPCs all have extremely high AI, and can follow them according to the level of reverence for the player, and players can use NPCs to complete the expansion of their territory.

There are several broad categories of these NPCs. Like normal NPCs, you can go to ordinary soldiers. civilians, as well as other classified full-time. Usually it is necessary to complete the level improvement through fighting, education, learning, etc. The potential is limited.

Quest-type NPCs, which are divided into non-boostable and boostable, are used to enact story quests, or the requirement that each quest must increase their strength for the sake of the plot. There is also a relatively rare heroic NPC that can be killed, educated, and learned to complete the level increase. There is also an explosion of data that can be generated through the fluctuation of AI data from NPC's self-promotion, which should be regarded as emotional fluctuations according to this world.

Usually there are only two ways to do this, life or death!

Mages like Hyland and Emir can basically be regarded as heroic NPCs, they have better potential than ordinary NPCs, of course, most mages belong to hero NPCs, after all, there are few of them.

"It's okay if there's nothing going on, after finding a way to supplement her with some nutrition, I believe she should be able to recover within a week, maybe when she wakes up, she will have the strength of a third-level mage apprentice."

Grant tried to comfort Hylan with a happy expression, he guessed that Hylan might be a sister control attribute, otherwise he would never have such strange and complicated feelings, maybe it was because Emir had a slight impression of him that his attitude was so good to him.

"Really? But it's too perverted, it's just a jump to complete the transformation from a second-level mage apprentice to a third-level mage apprentice, and it took me two years to complete such an improvement, and I was praised by my teacher as a genius. ”

"But you didn't feel her mood fluttering in the face of the danger of death. You don't even realize the helplessness of her lack of strength to help her father protect Wanghuo City, and the ups and downs of the destruction of her territory. ”

Grant couldn't help but sigh, he understood that the arrow had given Emir the biggest blow.

"Don't talk about that now. I went and got someone to clean up the carriage, and then let the Emile stay in my compartment, and bring it some good jam broth, which she loved very much. Hyland sighed, and he left the carriage and ran to the ordinary knight's side.

Grant silently glanced at the departing Hyland, he turned his head sideways to stare at the emir whose breath had gradually stabilized, and also left the carriage.

What happened next was relatively simple, after a brief command from Grant and Hyland, Emile was transferred to Hyland's carriage, while two Albert wives were taken care of her. In this world, the status of a wife who has no ability or background is not high, and even any one of them is not as valuable as the emir.

Except, of course, the dead biological mother of the emir.

…………

The fourth day of continuous travel.

Somewhere in a grassland.

At the junction of the emerald green grassland and the forest, three green convoys moved forward slowly. The whole body of the carriage is covered with green sap leaves, and the top is also covered by zigzag leaves, making it difficult to tell if you don't look closely at it.

At noon, the sky is covered with a large layer of gray white clouds blocking the sun. The wind blew the grass on the prairie. The carriage moved in the opposite direction against the wind.

A black robe with short flaxen hair, he sat in the window of the carriage. Looking at the view from outside the carriage, he could tell that the road ahead was approaching the Lalaye station, and the road to the front was slower than he expected, because the Emir's problem had delayed a small part of the time.

Of course, when they entered a clearing, they found a large number of white bones, mostly animal bones, and occasionally human bones, their surface was shockingly torn and mutilated.

The convoy spent a lot of effort, and with the help of the plestous, it turned out to be a level 6 poisonous centipede, and out of love for the centipede's venom, Grant released a corpse vulture to replace the secondary demon pet pen.

"Hiss~~"

With a wave of his hands, a half-human-tall pitch-black centipede crawled out of the pitch-black flames and entered the carriage, its thick black shell covered with natural runic veins, and hundreds of limbs were crawling. (To be continued.) )