If Maggie is the heroine, she is sent to a deep mountain town after her family is ruined, and she is full of hatred...... This kind of route, according to the normal law of plot development, she should meet some noble person or golden finger here, so that she can kill back to the holy capital in the future.

Lan Shuying wandered around the three-story wooden house for a while, and finally, following a faint breath, she opened the dilapidated closet door.

The boy is pale, his cheekbones flushed, lying on his side in a cramped closet, his trademark red hair revealing his royal status, but he is not doing well now.

He was wounded, his forehead was wrapped in a cloth several times, and he could still see the blood that had penetrated it, and the air here was suffocating, and he could not breathe easily in a coma.

Lan Shuying put her hand on the boy's forehead and felt it, but she couldn't stop it from being hot even through several layers of fabric. The closet was covered with a thin quilt and looked cleaned, but there must still be dust in the gaps.

It is irresponsible to allow an injured person to live in such an environment.

She carried the boy to the bed, fed him some water, and then untied the cloth to examine the wound.

The bandaging technique is very immature, and it should have been done by Maggie. Judging from the shape of the wound, it was a bump, not treated properly, the bare skin and flesh were still stained with sand, and the red, swollen and festering wound was tightly adhered to the fabric.

Recently, she was drawing, not paying attention to the situation in the town, and not knowing when David was brought back by Maggie. If he has been in the closet with a high fever for many days and has not died today, he should really be grateful for the aura of the male protagonist on him.

Maybe it hurt him, David opened his eyes with a sigh, bloodshot, and he seemed more and more ignorant and pitiful.

"Don't move, I'm going to help you with your wounds."

David was groggy and heard the girl's voice, he was stunned for a moment before he whispered, "...... Hasn't it been dealt with? ”

Lan Shuying paused for a moment, thinking that this kid was probably burnt and confused.

Thinking about it again, he was so badly injured that he might not have seen Maggie clearly last time, and she was also wearing a red dress, so it was not surprising that he recognized the wrong person.

David waited for her to finish dealing with it, didn't cry out in pain, and said thank you very obediently at the end.

Along with this thanks, there was a sudden gurgling sound in his stomach, and the tips of the little guy's ears immediately turned red.

At that moment there was the sound of footsteps outside the hut, and the two servants returned.

Lan Shuying picked up David, covered his head and face with a thin quilt to block the wind, and then flew out of the window.

The moment he rose into the air, David's eyes widened.

He, he's flying?

No, it's this little sister who is flying with him!

He wanted to look behind her, maybe like in the stories his mother told her, she was an apostle of the goddess, and she must have two beautiful white wings!

"If you move again, you're going to fall." The girl's voice was smiling, inexplicably reminding him of the wine that shook in the glass.

David's face was flushed, and he snorted, lying in front of her, not daring to move, like a shy ostrich.

Physically, eight-year-old David is clearly a lap older than six-year-old Agatha and is visually incongruous. The life experience of being embraced by a princess is probably the first time for this noble little prince.

……

At the same time, the nine missionists who received the rescue mission were heading towards the Western Mountains from all directions, however, the location given by the mission was changing every hour, which made them scratch their hair in annoyance.

A strange man with a distorted face strode with a sack on his shoulder.

With the most accurate map in his head, he has planned the most elaborate route for himself to ensure that the task assigned by his master is completed: take Maggie with him and play a game of peek-a-boo with them.

The longer, the better.

……

The lady released the eagle, which had a roll of sheepskin tied to its feet.

She had seen it quietly, and she still couldn't forget the shocking feeling.

Miss Agatha must be a genius worthy of anyone if she were human, but she became more and more convinced of the other possibility, that the girl was a gift from the gods to the Empire.

She outlined two steps in the parchment.

The first is to build roads. A flat road was built with the stones that had been stored in Nijin Town for many years, which was connected to the road outside the mountain, so that the goods could be exported to the outside world, and daily necessities could also be transported in to improve the living conditions of the townspeople. People from other areas are also more likely to work in Nigkin.

The second is to use local resources to make characteristic handicrafts, and the temple is responsible for screening qualified products and transporting them to the holy capital, selling them at different levels and sharing profits.

Six handicraft styles are also painted on the back of the parchment scroll, namely fans, hair accessories, bracelets, lanterns, masks, and stone carvings.

The female officer dared to guarantee that these were all new things that she had never seen before, and they were all exquisite, and she couldn't help but be tempted just by looking at the pictures. If they really come to life and flow into the Holy Capital, the people of the Holy Capital will go crazy for them!

For this reason, she chose the fastest prime-age Xun Ying, and made sure to deliver the parchment scroll to the temple as soon as possible.

But she must not have expected that this Eagle would be beaten down in the middle of the road.

It is still ten kilometers away from the holy capital in the forest.

Xun Ying let out a final cry of sorrow in the clutches of the pair.

The man covered his strange distorted face with a hood, and a dying girl lay reclining beside him. He took off the sheepskin and tied it to the feet of another emaciated sick eagle, and watched it fly weakly towards the Holy Capital, and the strange man grinned innocently.

This was also the master's order, and "he" monitored it for several days, and deliberately chose to rob it on the way of Xunying.

At that time, "he" asked the master why he did this.

The master said, "Agatha, deprived of her divinity, couldn't come up with any decent idea to convince Kyle that the parchment had left earlier than the Neon Gold Spirit, but had arrived a little late by accident." ”

Sending away the old and sick Xun Ying, the strange man kicked the girl, but the murderer who was good at using poison still did not lose his breath.

"He" had no choice but to pick up the man and continue on his way.

……

Dorjee watched the tall back go away, and the reverence in his eyes gradually faded.

Kyle is a towering mountain.

An ordinary person standing in the crowd and looking up at him is like standing at the bottom of a mountain and looking directly at the sun hanging on the top of the peak, and his eyes will be burned by his light, and he will never think of anything more than this pure light and heat.

However, when Dorjee has the opportunity to spend time with this big man, he discovers that after fading that artificial light, Kyle is also human.

Dorjee's perception has always been keen.

For example, in Agatha, he seems to see the bright moon, cold and arrogant; From Kyle, he saw a sea of dry bones, and the intense malice made him wonder.

If time could be redone, he would rather not learn these sword moves and techniques.

Today, Kyle seems to have something big to do.

Dorjee lowered his eyes and put away his big sword, his mood was very heavy. He wanted to get out of here and go to Negin to find Agatha.

Then a shadow enveloped him.

He looked up in surprise and met Kyle's calm eyes.

"Dorjee, I have a task for you."

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