The dark gale swept away, and the sun was not seen, and the hour was not known.

In terms of outside time, it should be night. From the afternoon, the black wind turned into del Ramos' breath. It hasn't been long until now, and everyone's sense of time has not been completely blurred, at least they can feel it when they are sleepy and should sleep.

The sound of long breathing could have been heard from Claudia's carriage, and the mountain folk shield dancer from Fararo lay quietly on top of her carriage, placing the shield beside her, bending one of her legs, and clutching the freshly roasted dry food in her right hand, chewing without a mouthful.

Cruvine accepted Roland's suggestion: in order to facilitate the guards, the carriage and the horses were gathered together, and all the people in the convoy did not set up tents, and first slept in the carriage or simply leaned on the side of the carriage, and then asked Anjos to exchange all his magic for sleep, so that most people could achieve a better quality of rest in a short time.

Kruvien kept vigil above the roof of the carriage - the light in the dark jungle was okay, and even with the dark wind, Kruvien could barely see everyone from above.

That's to guard against a surprise attack by Glimps.

The tents are too fragile. With the claws of the glimpsed creatures, tearing open the tent they bring does not require a second hit. Previously, there were Marken and Kruvien alternate vigils, and even if a glimpse came, the two of them could easily solve it.

However, now that Marken was injured and unconscious, Kruvien was the only one in the convoy who had experience in keeping vigil. Even he can't guarantee that he will still have enough energy around three or four o'clock in the morning.

It would be bad if Kruvien went to save the man and the horse was killed by Glimmer. Now they've just gotten deep into the Stubborn Oak Lock, and it's going to be days to either advance or exit.

But as Marken said, he had come to the wizard to predict it, and this year's snow season was almost here.

Kruvien's chewing action paused, and he wiped his nose with his greasy fingers, and there was a faint impatience in his small round eyes.

In case they haven't gone out yet during the snow season......

He didn't dare to think about that result.

Just as he was still thinking about his plans for tomorrow's journey, a slender figure wrapped in a black robe flipped up deftly and silently, barely making a sound.

"Surgery done?"

Before anyone could speak, Kruvien said lightly.

"Well, it was a success." The man took two steps on the roof of the modest carriage, then sat down lightly next to Kruvien and took off his hood.

It was Roland.

Lying on the roof of the car, Kruvien squinted at the delicate face of the black-haired young man, and suddenly smiled: "No matter how you look at it, it's pretty beautiful." ”

Roland smiled, noncommittal.

"But, to be honest, I kind of regret getting you back. You have too many problems. ”

Kruvien's expression at night was completely different from that of day, cold and fierce. In Roland's opinion, it's like the difference between a husky and a wolf before.

"You have a lot of problems," Roland replied lightly, "After waking up, I confirmed that you didn't untie my clothes, and the only places on my body that got palm prints on my body were shoulders and back...... Maybe I'm afraid I'm such a girl, I'll wake up angry and kill you. And you can determine my gender just by touching my shoulder and back with your hands...... I don't remember the military recruiting such 'experienced' men. ”

"Sure enough, you know."

The fact that he belonged to the military was debunked by a word, but Kruvien laughed.

"I'm Doyd."

"Doyd...... If I'm not mistaken, the profession of Doyd has a special meaning in Carral, right? Kruvien asked after a moment's silence.

"Do you really want to know?"

Roland asked with a smile.

“…… Sorry, can you please not look at me like that, your expression is too seductive. Well, no kidding, I mean I really want to know. Please tell me. ”

Roland weaved his words for a moment, and then explained, "The status of the Doyd in Karaar is even higher than that of the district bishop of Titan and the royal scholars. Doyd holds almost all of the wisdom of humanity for nearly five hundred years. Whether it's a single book of all kinds, a lost poem or a legend, or a piece of strategic knowledge, even the White Tower has no more knowledge than Doyd, who is only a little over a hundred years old. ”

"Inheritor of knowledge...... Kruvine nodded knowingly, "but that doesn't explain your status. ”

"The rest is just pure strength."

Roland said lightly: "Duyid's requirements are very high. To become a Duid, you need at least a brilliant mind and no less than twenty years of systematic learning. Topics of study include, but are not limited to, geography, poetry, religion, martial arts, witchcraft, dance, music, anecdotes, assassination, disguise, military command, and government affairs. Because of the personal guidance of the masters in various fields within the Doyid Sect, a mature Doyd can exert greater abilities than ordinary professionals anywhere. ”

"Is this the confidence of the Grand Duke of Caral to dare to impose religious control......

Kruvien gasped.

He had been a small boss in the City of Fortune and had some experience as a manager. Of course, he knew that such an all-round talent alone was invaluable, let alone an organization that produced such talents in large quantities.

"...... confidence? Well, in fact, the real reason is that the Tuyd sect and the previous Grand Duke of Caral signed the Millennium Pact. Within a thousand years, Governor Id will serve Karar, who will do everything he can to drive out almost all the temples in the country. What gave the Grand Duke such confidence was the miraculous record of Duyid. ”

"March War ......"

Kruvien seemed to realize something, and muttered with wide eyes.

"Yes, the March War. Ten years ago, in March, Bansar went to war with Caral. However, on the second day of Banza's army, the gates of the fortresses all over Bansar were silently opened, and the hyena regiments that appeared there for some reason were killed. That's right, the Legion you belong to now, even though you may not have enlisted at that time. ”

Roland supported his body with his hands, leaned back as much as he could, and said softly: "The thirty-five governors who infiltrated the enemy army paid with the lives of three people, assassinated the top fourteen of the Banza army in three fortress points, destroyed the city defense equipment, and then opened the gate. Another legion led by Doyd, the Hyena Legion, broke in directly and brightly, occupying the enemy's command center in three parts. ”

"They gave erroneous orders with the command center of the enemy army, inducing Bansa's forces to disperse and fall into the encirclement of the main army of Karar and the ambush of the deadly trap, respectively. The war lasted only three days, and the Duchy of Caral annihilated Bansa's 140,000-strong army at the cost of more than 13,000 people, creating the greatest military miracle in a century. This is also the name of the Doyd. ”

"The most critical aspect of that war was the miraculous command ability of the Caral military. Because as long as they are within a certain range, the minds of the governors can communicate with each other. Each legion has a Doyd with it, and there will be no delays or mistakes in the overall command and intelligence sharing, just as an invisible hand controls the direction of the entire legion from the sky. The one who achieved such a command miracle was the Duids of Caral. ”

"But...... I've never heard ......"

Kruvien almost groaned. He groaned.

"Of course you won't hear it. Because now, the name of the governor has been replaced by other titles," Roland smiled wickedly, "such as general, mayor, clerk, or something. Once upon a time, more than ninety percent of Carral's command structure from top to bottom was replaced by Doyd, including your Legion Commanders and Instructors. ”

"You, you're stealing ...... country"

Kruvine's eyes were about to pop out. He turned his head abruptly and looked at Roland, who was playfully putting his finger in front of him and dotting it, as if he saw the reflection of a country in his rare pure black eyes.

"Maybe. This is the reason why Doyd has a prominent position in Carral. ”

Roland pretended to sigh: "I'll just say you won't want to know." ”

“…… With Roda Khan on top, will I be killed? ”

"Guess?"

"I guess not. Because Kruvien's man is as reliable as his figure, and he will definitely become Lord Kruvien in the future. ”

Kruvien said half-jokingly.

"Reliable? Reliable as a warrior or reliable as a man? ”

"It's all the same—it's a pity that you don't understand the one in the back."

The vulgar jokes of the mountain people made Kruvien laugh.

It took about a few seconds before he stopped, sat up, and turned to look at Roland: "It's a pleasure to talk to you, I can feel that you are not a bad person." Actually, I'm sorry, but I doubted you for a while. ”

"It's about the Glimpsed Pterodactyl."

Roland glanced at him, then closed his eyes and whispered.

"You know?"

Kruvien was stunned.

"It's nothing more than an over-understanding of the Glimpsed Pterodactyl...... Many people have doubted Doyd because of this. So, it's not necessarily good to know too much. ”

Roland's eyes were closed, and his voice became quieter and quieter, as if he had fallen asleep.

Kruvien was too embarrassed to disturb him sleeping, so he took a bite of dry food and continued his vigil.

He didn't know what Roland was doing when he came up - it was customary for a magician profession like Roland to enjoy resting in the best environment in order to ensure sufficient energy, and he had no chance to keep vigil.

There's no need for this kid to come up and blow the wind with him.

So he turned his head to look at Roland's expression, but saw a faint smile on the corner of Roland's mouth.

Kruvien couldn't help but be stunned.

"Luna......

Kruvine muttered.

The moment he saw the smile on the corner of Roland's mouth, his daughter's voice and smile crossed his mind.

Then his eyes darkened. As if to hide something, Kruvien turned his head and scolded in a very low voice, "This kid, fucking asleep makes people want to go to it even more." ”

As he spoke, the corners of his eyes moistened slightly, and his voice choked.

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