Chapter Sixty-Eight: Boat Meals

The sheriff revealed his true purpose, but Tarrant was stabbed in the weakest part of his heart by this question, his momentary happiness was shattered by fear, subconsciously he was equally worried about whether Katrina was completely healed, the expression on her face when she thirsted for protective energy and the uncontrollable convulsions he would never forget, he was not sure, he didn't even have the courage to think-_

"Please sue me, will your team members still be infected?"

"I want to ......" Tarrant wanted to give an answer, he wanted to say "no", but he couldn't say "no", no one knew.

"Are your team members a threat to the citizens?" Donatello asked again.

"No," Tarrant stood up, "she's a good angel and will never hurt anyone." ”

"That's your opinion", the sheriff's hands propped up on the table, "no one can be sure, I thought about it, there is a Jianyì." ”

He was going to take measures, and Tarrant instinctively pressed the hilt of the sword, "what do you want to do", and he would not allow radical measures to live.

"You can find a place to rest for a while in Wilsing, the journey to Gilu Island must have made you very tired, the priest will come to check on her, and after the priest's assessment I will arrange a more suitable place for you. ”

"A more suitable place", Tarrant pushed away his chair, he knew that he couldn't resist, the sheriff had an absolute position in Wilsing, the teleporter, the port, and the city gate were all under the control of the security forces, "Where do you want us to go and rest for a while?"

"You are the heroes of Jilu Island, and I give you the right to choose, as long as it is in the eyes of the soldiers, and under the control of the security forces. There are lively gatherings in the Paver district these days, and there are some of the best jewelry stores in Wilsing. ”

Tarrant was not interested in those who were afraid to do so, and he was sure that neither would his two teammates, "How's it going?"

Donatello nodded slightly, "My soldiers will protect you." ”

The lie of the crown, to be able to get such an arrangement from Donatello has satisfied Tarrant's wishes, Tarrant strode out, "I will follow your advice, but don't sue them, I will arrange it", Kira Veton does not like to be accused, and Catrina will worry about her body, these are not necessary.

There was no answer behind the scenes.

Tarrant closed the door, his mood ruined by the sheriff's question, and he saw Katrina in the bow of the boat, sitting next to Kilaveton, and the two were chatting about something.

“...... You're going to be lucky," says Kira Veton.

"Well, I hope so," Katrina said, feeling the sea breeze, "I'll cherish what I have even more." ”

"What are you talking about?" Tarrant interjected.

"A legend about the fate of an adventurer," Kiraweton smiled, "and if he can escape three deadly dangers in his adventure, that adventurer will be blessed with good fortune." ”

"Ridiculous", Tarrant had heard this old lie a long time ago, no one would take it seriously, he himself had experienced countless dangers, Tinvor's Mountain, the falcon's stronghold, the Spiritsucker's lair, Lovell, everything almost killed him, if luck could have been, he shouldn't have been here, dressed in tattered stone guards.

"Don't be too sure," Kiraweton smiled even more sequely as she jumped off the guardrail, "I've dodged three times, and luck has struck, and it made me see you." ”

"......" Tarrant couldn't answer, and Catrina didn't seem to hear it, enjoying the feeling of the breeze blowing for a long time.

"Paladin, you have to learn to grasp, we've been working together for a while, it's a pleasure, isn't it?". The priest leaned closer to Tarrant, "We should sublimate this pleasant feeling." ”

"Pleasure should be mutual, not one-way," Tarrant dodged her gaze, "Katrina, I have a build when I get to the port." ”

"Huh?" Catrina replied softly.

"I'm tired from staying here for a while. Returning to Siant reminds me of the Psicoons, for whom I haven't rested for too long, and I want to recuperate in Genco for a while to relax my mind. ”

Kira Veton licked her lips, her eyes showing off proudly, and she couldn't hide anything from her.

"Okay", Katrina calmly agreed.

"We get drunk for the night," said Tarrant, "and there is no need to restrain ourselves in order to stay awake, the vigilantes of Wilsin will do their duty." ”

"Very good, I like this Jianyì", the priest held the bottle alof, "Celebrating for the dragon wine allows us to get to know each other more deeply"

She screamed, and Tarrant almost buried his head in embarrassment, even just standing beside her.

A soldier walked up to the three and said, "Excuse me, do you want something to eat the heroes? ”

"Beef stew with potatoes, with wine, come," said Kiraviton, shaking his cloak, as he followed the soldier.

"Katrina, do you want some?". She hadn't eaten in a day, and if she had recovered, food was necessary, Tarrant nervously awaited an answer.

The mage sighed, "Potato ......" her face was ugly.

"Maybe you don't have an appetite, but you have to eat some," Tarrant reached out, she had to eat some.

"Yes...... I just want to eat beef", Katrina suddenly laughed, "I hate potatoes." ”

"Ah—I almost forgot, our great master doesn't like potatoes," Tarrant's gloomy worries were swept away, and she had an appetite.

In the cabin's lounge, four soldiers sat at a long table, and Kira Veton sat at the other end of the long table, a large steaming pot of potatoes stewed in the center of the table.

"I'm dying of hunger," Catrina rushed to the table, "it smells so good," and she filled a full basin.

Clear liquid sat in front of the soldiers' plates, "What kind of wine is that?" Tarrant asked.

"Hey", one soldier grinned, "Isn't there any water in Siant?".

Another soldier explained: "Alcohol is not allowed during working hours, and there is no alcohol here. I've been in the security forces for two years, and now I'm almost out of alcohol. ”

"There's a guy who drank some wine, and the chief told him to run around Wilsing, wearing heavy armor, do you know what that tastes like?". The soldier in the corner waved his fork, "I'd rather have a herd of bison trampled over me." ”

Kira Viton's bottle slammed down on the table mockingly, "Well stewed, you should be rewarded for your cook, I've eaten a lot of barracks food, most of it is suitable for feeding pigs." ”

"The citizens of Wilsin will thank you for your restraint," Tarrant served a plate, the smell of cooked beef speeding up his saliva production, "and I agree with her, you have a great cook." ”

"I've never had such a delicious potato," said Katrina, who didn't pick out the potato, shoving the spoon into her mouth, the sauce staining a small chunk on her chin.

Great, Tarrant's mood was getting brighter, and it whetted his appetite.

"You say......" Catrina munched, "Will Jill and Connors be together?".

"Maybe", probably two days without eating normal food, Tarrant was almost moved to tears by the beef.

"If Conasius becomes the sheriff of Wilsing, there won't be any questions?" the mage continued.

"Conasius?" the soldier on the other side suddenly looked up, "According to my reliable information, he will never be able to get rid of his status as a soldier. ”

Chapter Sixty-Eight: Boat Meals