On the thorny wasteland, the wind was cold, and there was a white expanse as far as the eye could see, and there was not a trace of human population in sight.

Emily, who was wearing a thick padded jacket and curled into a ball, sat honestly in the carriage and happily hummed a nice but indescribable tune. Yi Ran, who was sitting next to Jiang Feng, played with the flames at her fingertips, passing the time of boredom and dispelling the cold around her by the way.

Looking at the endless wasteland outside the carriage, Leia's eyes were filled with emotion.

Jiang Feng glanced at Leia, who was sitting opposite him, and asked casually.

"I'm going home soon, how do you feel?"

"I don't think about it...... It just feels like time flies so fast. Leia sighed.

Half-elves have a long history, but they have been isolated on the island all along, and there is not much difference between yesterday and tomorrow. Just like the leaves on the ancient tree of life, although you can't find two identical leaves, you can't find which one is impressive.

Although it has only been less than half a year, Leia has a feeling that it has been a long, long time.

Even though she had become accustomed to tending to plants in the plantation in the Wizard's Tower, answering the questions of the hard-working children about botany and potions, the forest of her hometown seemed to have gone away in her memory.

"That's because you're too closed." Jiang Feng said.

Leia shook her head.

"You think that way, just because it's not clear what we're carrying."

No matter what you are carrying, it is not a reason to be complacent. It is wishful thinking to think that by adhering to ancient traditions and not forgetting the hatred of thousands of years ago, we can avoid a repeat of the tragedy. What needs to happen will always happen, and it's time to think about how to deal with it.

Rather, it is precisely because of these burdens that it should be more developed and strong.

However, Jiang Feng also knew very well that if he continued to argue on this issue, there would never be a result. Because all his conclusions were drawn from the perspective of those who came over, whether it was Leia or the half-elf civilization behind her, they were too "young" for him.

Smiling, Jiang Feng did not continue on this topic, and after a pause, he looked out the window and said in a leisurely tone.

"When the spring starts next year, I'm going to build a road here."

"Highway?"

"That's right, on the road under our feet, I'm going to swap this mud for stone and pave it from Boulder City all the way to Rhône Port south of the Thorn Wastes."

"Where did you get so many paving stones?" Leia glanced at Jiang Feng.

Although the concept of roads does not exist in the half-elf village, Leia, who has studied human culture in depth, still knows something about road construction.

Only polished stones can become stone bricks for paving.

If it's close to the sea, it's still possible to collect natural pebbles, but in this thorny wasteland, where to find that kind of thing. The entire wasteland is either sandstone eroded and weathered by wind sand, or angular-edged and stubborn rocky soil.

Building a road in such a place is as difficult as laying silver coins on the ground.

Jiang Feng smiled silently.

Yi Ran, who was sitting next to him, suddenly glanced at him vigilantly.

"Tell me in advance, don't beat me up."

Jiang Feng rolled his eyes.

"Don't be sentimental, I didn't expect you to have that ability."

With Eran's abilities, the cement produced was used to build several houses. It may not be a problem to paste a few walls, but when it comes to building roads, a large project that takes thousands or even tens of thousands of square meters of cement, is not a problem that he can solve.

But it doesn't matter, the new cement kiln is already being built, and thanks to Yiran's efforts over the past month, the refractory bricks and cement needed have been solved. Under the scientific production method, the difficulty of mass production of cement is not much more difficult than the production of steel.

Just as Jiang Feng was thinking about this question, the carriage suddenly stopped.

Emily, who was sleeping with her little head buried, didn't sit still, and her forehead was thrust forward. Fortunately, Jiang Feng, who was sitting opposite her, reached out and caught her, or he would have to fall to the ground. But in this way, the posture of the two is a little ambiguous. Confused.

Jiang Feng didn't feel anything, Emily's small body couldn't arouse his interest at all. As for Emily, although her eyes were still closed, the gradually chaotic breathing and the crimson that climbed up her cheeks had completely violent. exposed her, and it was clear that she was awake.

Hearing the commotion outside, Jiang Feng frowned slightly, and was about to ask what was going on outside, when he heard the explosion of a musket in front of him, alerted to the neighing of a war horse. Whoosh, the two crossbows were nailed to the carriage, but because of the existence of the defensive circle, not even a layer of paint on the wood was rubbed off.

"What's going on out there?"

The flames of her fingertips were gone, and Ira stood up alertly. Leia also grabbed the short bow placed under the seat and was about to get out of the carriage, but was stopped by Jiang Feng's outstretched hand.

"You stay here, I'll go out and have a look."

As he spoke, without waiting for Leia to refute, Jiang Feng opened the curtain of the carriage and got out of the carriage.

Not far away, the shouts of killing were boiling.

The robbers who suddenly came out of the roadside fought with the guards armed with spears. A little farther away, a large mass of corpses killed by muskets lay down. What is surprising is not the force of these people, but their bravery.

Few indigenous soldiers were able to charge forward with composure after a volley of muskets, let alone swing their weapons to fight.

Based on this alone, Jiang Feng could conclude that this group of thieves who attacked him was by no means ordinary mercenaries and bandits, but elites who had undergone strict training!

Hanging the flintlock pistol in his hand on the saddle, Buck, who was on a tall horse, raised his great sword in his right hand, beckoned the horse guards to run to the flanks, and shouted, "Charge, crush them!" ”

"Kill !!"

The cavalryman, dressed in homogeneous steel plate armor, set up the light cavalry spear in his hand and killed in the direction of Buck's greatsword. To be able to serve as Jiang Feng's bodyguard, without exception, they all have the level of intermediate knights, among which Buck's strength is the most prominent, and he has broken through the threshold of master knights with the help of Jiang Feng not long ago.

Originally, it was nothing but this, these premeditated robbers,

The bandit leader's face changed slightly, and two of the thieves, who were small in stature, quickly pulled out their crossbows and aimed at Buck, who was leading the charge.

However, before the bolts could be fired, an ethereal black mist emerged from under their shadows and swept across the throats of the two of them.

The leader of the bandits was shocked, and saw the black mist floating towards him without stopping, and the battle axe in his hand swung violently, but it was easily flashed by the black mist.

The center of gravity shifted uncontrollably, and the bandit leader gritted his teeth and let go of his battle axe, his right hand held flat and stretched forward, and the ring on his index finger glowed a faint green. However, before the light could coalesce into a substance, a sharp blade flashed away, slicing off the finger with the ring.

"Ahhh!!h

Crying out in pain, the bandit leader took two steps back, and subconsciously pulled out a short knife with his left hand to block, but before he could touch the hilt, another sharp blade flashed, this time directly into his chest.

Without even seeing who killed him, his consciousness plunged into darkness.