By the time Cheese and Kairas returned to the tent, the sky had turned slightly white. The cold wind of the night sent chills down both the Grey Robe and the Cat Elf, but the mage was in a good mood to have information that could help with the follow-up and a less reliable ally. Pleasing cheese is a simple thing, you just need to know what problem he is thinking about and tell him that there is some possibility to solve the problem, and he will be very happy.

But the premise is that you recognize the problem accurately, and don't jump to conclusions. Having said that, there are not many people in this world who can understand the gray robe, and it is even more difficult to give direct answers to the questions they are thinking. Therefore, it is not easy to really anger the gray robe. That's why people who have come into contact with Cheese often find it impossible to understand his mood changes, so they have to attribute it to a wizard's quirk.

Cheese took a soft breath before entering the yurt, suppressing the smile on his face, knowing that if he entered the room with a smile on his face now, it would cause unnecessary guidance to the members of the team. Especially for Nuisa, it's a headache. In all fairness, the Cheese of the Wolf Lord's daughter doesn't care, and the mage doesn't care who she uses and who she is used by. As long as she doesn't interfere with the team's schedule, it's up to her to do whatever she wants. Of course, Cheese, who had already had some guesses about Nuisa's purpose, understood that she would not stay in the team for long, at most, until five days later, the day of the Fire Calling Ritual. The time they will be here will probably only be until then.

For five days, what happens in the tribe will brew during this time, and then the results of the brewing will appear at that point in time. Perhaps, it will be a ceremony of compromise and forbearance, and perhaps, it will be the beginning of a collision of blood and iron. But what does that have to do with the passing Grey Robe and his companions? Cheese was thinking about it now, and why he was staying here, for only one thing, that he wanted to find the people of this tribe who wielded the power of worms, and prevent it from spreading.

Slightly clenched fists, worm power, when he faced the owner of that power, he couldn't do anything, just a simple mental collision was crushed by the other party. Will he be able to defeat the other in the face of those who wield this power?or, it will be another self-defeating shadow of the knot of the egg against the stone, hanging over the gray robe.

But then again, isn't this the kind of thing that mages who make the impossible possible good at? However, the premise of turning the impossible into the impossible is that there is a hidden thread of possibility in the many impossible appearances, and it is precisely by picking out this vein that those who can do this way can do things that ordinary people cannot do. As for whether the mantis arm was used as a car in the end, or an unknown prophet, no one could say clearly until that time. The vein of possibility is there, but if you don't follow it, no one knows how it will turn out...

"You're missing out on a wonderful day. When Cheese woke up from the quilt in the afternoon, Lothar sat by the fire roasting eggs of some kind of fowl and said to him without looking back.

"Even through the fur, the sound of horses' hooves was enough to give me nightmares, and in that sense, I don't think I missed anything. The mage rubbed his hair, which had been messed up from sleep, and as he had said, the vibrations from the ground had made his morning sleep uncomfortable. But it's more than enough for the time spent sleeping in the open.

"What about the others?" Cheese's spirit fully awakened after a few seconds, and he noticed that he and Lothar were the only ones in the yurt, and that the rest of the people, including the cat elves, were nowhere to be seen.

The Count took the egg from the fire and reached out to carefully touch the other end of the iron skewer, and sure enough, he quickly withdrew his finger because of the high temperature on it, and only carefully repeated the action again after a few seconds. This time, the temperature on the iron skewer was not so high, he nodded, took a bite, and swallowed it after chewing it slightly, and then said slowly, "Go out to see the army." Atta said that there is no shortage of women here who have been taken captive from other places, but my image is not suitable for going to crowded places. But some things are the same if you don't look at them. ”

Lothar was not wrong in what he said, he had seen the army of the steppe people. Even during the time he returned to the Greylion, he had assisted in some small-scale battles in the Hammer Leader, but that was with the soldiers of the Hammer Grand Duke, so they didn't know that the man who claimed to be a mercenary was the missing owner of the Black Mountain Leader. Therefore, the Count was really not interested in such a thing as the army being stationed. He plucked one of the roasted eggs and threw it to the cheese, "Try it, it tastes good." They said it was an earthen bird egg in the nearby grassland. ”

The eggs of wild birds, even if they are boiled, are not domesticated, not only in terms of size, but also have a fishy smell in both the yolk and the egg white, and even cheese feels that he has eaten something unusual in the yolk. But think about it, in addition to chickens, ducks, and poultry, how can there be birds that lay eggs for people to eat?

"That being said, you still know something, don't you?" Cheese ate the food in three or two bites, and Cheese didn't think that without seeing it with his own eyes, the Count of Montenegro would be ignorant of what was going on outside the tent. A clever scout could judge the number of troops a hundred miles away just by putting his ear to the ground, but with a wall of walls, Lothar would be able to gather no less information.

The Earl raised his eyebrows, "Twenty-three teams, the smallest of five people, the most of a hundred, the large force of each team is basically left here. Fourteen of them came from a nearby camp, and the other nine went straight here. There are three groups of fourteen, and nine of them are more independent, but I think that's because they arrived at different times. Entering the vicinity of the dental tent started in the morning, and it should have been someone who went straight inside and the nearby head couldn't bear to choose to follow up. It is estimated that most of the tribes will send people before midnight tonight. ”

"It's really the same whether you look at it or not. The mage blinked, gaining a new understanding of Lothar's abilities, "But it's normal for them to be in a hurry. The fire call is only five days away, and there is not much time left for the various clans to take a stand and negotiate. ”

The Count nodded, "But it has nothing to do with us, does it? I don't want to get involved in the succession of the steppe people." ”

"Yes, it doesn't matter much overall. We're aiming for someone else. ”

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