"Yes, ma'am. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The director, named Zaro, hurriedly turned his head and replied respectfully, it was obvious that it was not him, the director, who could be in charge of this opposite, but this charming lady with two maids.

With that, the director of Zaro immediately shouted, and asked the guards in the caravan to include those people in the convoy, and the lady just glanced around lightly, and then walked back to her carriage with her maid there, for some reason, Filin felt that the lady's eyes seemed to stay on her body a little longer.

"It's a delusion, isn't it?"

Fei Lin looked back suspiciously, but only saw a back in front of the carriage, giving himself an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

"But...... The owner of this caravan turned out to be a woman, which is really unexpected......"

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For the next few days, the three of them followed the caravan on their way, but the lady seemed to be invisible, except for the daily rest, when the maid who followed would come out to fetch some things and water, or arrange some orders, the whole caravan never saw the lady again.

"Crackling ......"

The tongue of fire **** dry firewood, from time to time burst out a little spark, at this time it was already night, the whole caravan just passed through a canyon, has already missed the post station and village town for rest, the director of the caravan had to order to go down to camp in this place to rest, wait until dawn and then set off again.

"Hey!

An iron flask made a graceful arc in the air, and landed in the arms of a young man sitting by the fire, and when he looked up, on a stone on the other side, a young swordsman with brown hair and two broadswords on his back was smiling at him, revealing the shining teeth in his mouth.

"Taste it, Film, it's an ale made by a dwarf from my hometown, and it's a good thing that you can't buy with any money!"

"Hey!"

The young man with the wine jug in his arms, naturally Fei Lin was right, chuckled, picked up the wine jug in his arms, unscrewed the cork, raised his head and poured a sip, a mellow aroma instantly exploded in his mouth, the wine brewed by the dwarves is as famous as the weapons and armor they made.

"It's a good thing!"

"Of course. ”

The brown-haired swordsman jumped down from the stone, sat down on a tree trunk beside Firin, held a branch in his hand, and gently stirred the firewood in the fire, and the flames jumped more violently.

This brown-haired swordsman is a fellow traveler that Fei Lin has met in this caravan these days, but he is not a companion like Fei Lin, but a mercenary guard hired in the caravan.

"Anyway... Powell ......"

I couldn't help but take another sip of the ale wine in my hand, the dwarf wine, all of them were strong wines, and after two sips, Fei Lin's face was a little ruddy, and the cold wind piercing in the canyon seemed to be a little smaller, and his body was a lot warmer.

"Didn't Director Zaro say anything to you guards, camping in such a hellish place, if there are really any robbers robbing the road, as long as you block both sides of this canyon, the whole caravan will become a turtle in an urn!"

Although Fei Lin didn't know any tactics and tactics, he could also see that this canyon was definitely not a suitable camping spot, and if he wanted to do his own thing, he would rather rush some night roads and camp out of this canyon, Fei Lin didn't believe that what he could see, the director of the caravan and the guards couldn't see it, so he couldn't help but ask his new friend.

"Of course. ”

The young swordsman named Powell snorted lightly and replied nonchalantly, "No, I ask all the guards to work two extra shifts tonight, but no matter what our leaders say, the supervisor just doesn't want to rush the night anymore, saying that there are nobles in the convoy and don't like to rush the night, it's really an inexplicable strange problem!"

"But there's no way, the one who has money is the uncle, the danger has been told to the employer, as for whether to accept it or not, it's up to him, and then ......"

Powell raised the branch in his hand, the tip of which had been burned black by the flames, and a little spark, pointing to the mercenary guards in the camp, walking back and forth, " This time's employer, but the real rich, you see, the three most powerful mercenary groups in our Windy City, the Explosive Bear, the Blood Wolf, and the Wild Lion, except for the Wild Lion, the remaining two are here, and we are the people of the mercenary group, the total number of guards is almost four or five hundred, and they are almost comparable to a small army, which one of them dares to rob us!"

"Is that so?......"

Stuffed the wine jug in his hand back into Powell's arms, and Fei Lin wiped the wine stains on his mouth, although he was still a little suspicious, but he no longer dwelled on this question, "It turns out that the artist is bold... It seems that my protection money was not paid in vain. ”

"That's nature. ”

Powell replied with a big grin, picked up the flask in his arms and poured it violently, and said with a burp, "You can put a hundred hearts, and, besides, I have walked this road many times, and there are absolutely no robbers nearby who can threaten our caravan, at most they are only small thieves of dozens of people, which is not worth mentioning." ”

"Let's get some rest and get ready to continue tomorrow!"

"Okay, then I'm ......"

Fei Lin smiled and just wanted to say something, when he suddenly saw a pallet truck not far in front of him, Li Qing, who had been sleeping quietly, suddenly got up, walked towards his side, and soon walked to his side by the fire, leaned down and whispered in Fei Lin's ear.

"Summoner, there are a lot of people lurking nearby, and ...... The number is more than 300 people. ”

Fei Lin couldn't help but raise his hairs, Li Qing's probing power and judgment, up to now, but he has never made a mistake, since he said so, then there will definitely be no mistake, and in this kind of late night, hundreds of people are approaching a caravan with hidden tracks, it is definitely only one purpose.

"Powell, what did you just say?"

"Huh?

Powell put down the flask in his hand and looked at Filin with a confused look, in just a moment, he had already solved the half pot of high-altitude ale in his hand, and now he was drunk, drowsy and swollen.

"You mean... In this neighborhood, there are dozens of small thieves?"

Fei Lin's face was strange, and his right hand was already grasping the hilt of the thin sword at his waist, "However, can you tell me, how many small hairy thieves like that kind of dozens of people are there around here?" (To be continued.) )