It was another good day, and some people sighed at the ease of the task and the sunny weather.

"Wake up, once you're past Durham, you'll know what a mission is just beginning. The experienced adventurer woke up to the young adventurer who thought everything would be as good as it is now.

But even so, it still can't affect the relaxed and happy mood of others, and Byron is in this happy mood.

Every day is basically spent eating and sleeping, and even the task of keeping vigil has nothing to do with him at all, but Byron has not interrupted his cultivation and still maintains daily meditation without interruption.

The person Byron saw last night, he had already found him, and he didn't go forward to say it clearly, it was too frightening, Byron continued to observe secretly, and even at noon, Byron gave up choosing to go out hunting and have a full meal.

Byron quietly followed the man, who greeted the people around him as usual, and then returned to the carriage and pretended to take something, only to slip away on the other side of the carriage.

Step by step, he walked vigilantly to a tent, which was the only one that would be lowered at noon, for Kate, Blake, Sivir, and Paul to discuss.

There were two people standing outside the tent on duty, but the man who followed Byron sneaked in front of the tent, and directly ignored the two guards on duty as if they were nothing, and went directly into the tent.

"Well, are the two of them blind? Or are they spelled? Byron wasn't so sure.

It took only a few minutes for the man to get in and out of the tent, and then he returned the way he came, while Byron remained staring at the tent.

Not long after, Blake finished his meal and returned to the tent, where the two guards on duty saluted, showing that they were not blind, and Byron turned back to eat.

Byron glanced at Paul, and Paul also noticed him, and he slowly moved his hand to the saber position with some vigilance, but Byron did not follow up, which made Paul breathe a sigh of relief.

"Damn, how could I be involuntarily afraid of that kid. Watching Byron leave with food, Paul cursed, "You have to find a way to kill him." ”

Just as Paul made many people afraid when they saw him, there are also people who can make Paul feel a sense of powerlessness when he sees him, "I will die if he makes a move".

Man is a fragile creature after all, both in the face of magic and in the presence of others who are stronger than themselves.

Although he couldn't go far to hunt, but Byron's luck was good today, in this hurry, on the way Byron had the intention to observe that he found and killed a swift tiger lurking in the bushes not far from the caravan, in the afternoon when the sun was about to set, Byron picked up a whole swift tiger, lit a fire on the periphery of the camp, and began to prepare a round of barbecue.

The whole process of barbecue is very skillful, and he is completely a qualified barbecue expert, and it doesn't take long for the barbecue to give off the aroma it deserves.

"Well, it's not bad, it's just that there are fewer props, otherwise it could be more delicious. Byron took a bite and tried the taste, briefly rated his roasted meat, and then began to frantically destroy the roasted meat.

Originally, there was no wind in the place where Byron was, so the smell did not reach the camp, and the most people could see Byron making a fire and roasting meat near it.

But suddenly, the evening breeze blew gently, carrying the smell of smoke and barbecue into the camp, and some of the members of the escort caravan who were full of food and drink and planned to rest sniffed their noses.

"What a smell, why is it so fragrant, do you smell it? Two soldiers in civilian clothes conversed.

"I also smell it, it seems to be the smell of barbecue. ”

The two of them sniffed and sniffed, and finally shifted their eyes to Byron's side, "It shouldn't be this kid who made it." The two men walked towards Byron with disbelief.

Unexpectedly, it was not only the two of them who were attracted by Byron's smell, it was a group of people surrounding Byron.

"You did this?"

"Hmm. ”

"Can you give me a taste? ”

"No, these are my dinners. ”

“......”

Just smelling it up close, I feel that this barbecue must be extremely delicious to eat, which makes many people who love meat like life swallow their saliva.

"Why is it so fragrant that you made, what kind of spice did you put in? ”

"That's it. Byron took out the spice he had packed, shook it in front of everyone, and then put it back away, and by this time the two skewers of roast meat in his hand had already entered his stomach.

"Can you give us a several?" If you really rely on the spices to make such a fragrant barbecue, it is worth buying it even with gold.

But Byron readily agreed, and did not take money, "Of course, but I will keep some of it myself, and I will give it to you." ”

Then Byron kindly added: "But you have to find your own meat, I don't have it here." ”

The people around looked at the fact that there was only a tiger skin and some discarded internal organs left, and there was really nothing left, and they had to sigh again that this "mask boy" had an amazing amount of food.

Smelling the fragrance of Byron's spices, it was really different from what they usually used, and they all gave Byron a thumbs up, and then thanked them, and the people around them also dispersed.

"What a taste, so fragrant. Paul, who was in front of him, also smelled the smell of Byron's spice, and he asked his men.

"It's the smell of the mask boy's barbecue seasoning. ”

"Hmm? And then. ”

Then it attracted a lot of onlookers, and finally I heard that it was the Mask Boy who contributed his seasoning, and it was a special seasoning that could bake such fragrant meat. ”

"Hey, hey, hey, then where are we going to put something in the spice that was taken away, and in the end something goes wrong, won't they blame the head of the mask boy? ”

"Captain, now the seasoning is actually gone, and what we smell is actually the last spice sprinkling on the barbecue. ”

"......" Paul suddenly fell silent, and then burst out, "Why didn't you say it earlier!"

The stout man was suddenly aggrieved, and Paul was kicked out of the tent, "Get out of here and keep vigil, you are not allowed to sleep tonight!"

Byron still didn't sleep this time, he quietly hid in the nearby woods in advance, and as time went on, the moonlight became brighter and brighter, and the night became darker.

And he came. "It seemed that it was a harvest from touching the tent in the middle of the day, and Byron followed the man to ensure speed without being detected.

As yesterday, when he was far away, the man whistled again, and a bird flew into his hand, and then rolled the pre-written note into a cylinder and tied it to the bird's leg.

When the thing is done, wait for the bird to fly away and the man leaves.

In the darkness of the night, Byron's eyes twinkled in the direction the man had left, and then turned his head in the direction of the bird's flight.