The next day, Barrett and the others, who had escaped the rainstorm, said goodbye to the halfling Druid Cad Leggings, no, it was Cade Oak Leaf, and left the Sweet Sugar Cane Village and continued to the elven sanctuary in the depths of the grassland.

After the rain, the Hanhai grassland is filled with a wet freshness, and the horse's hooves on the emerald green young leaves can always splash the crystal dew that shines in the sun. Although the vast sea of clouds is still tumbling in the sky, it has transformed from inky darkness to flawless white, like a girl in a better mood showing her purest smile to the world.

The somewhat suspicious guide Jean was still in the team, and the little mage Krees did not terminate the employment relationship between the two parties, and he still guided the way the team forward. In any case, even if this guide is still serving the army of the Holy Arathso Kingdom at the moment, it is not a big deal for Barret, as long as this guy does not enter the 'Lotherin' to affect the attitude of the elves.

Toward the end of the evening, the crowd began to enjoy dinner. Horses need to rest after running, and people can get tired after riding on horses for a long time, and the only exception in the group is the little mage who has been flying in mid-air using 'flying magic'. His magic seemed to be never-ending, and he didn't show the slightest fatigue after flying all day.

The grassland is sparsely distributed with some trees, oaks, pines, cedars, and so on. These trees are like the most indifferent strangers, far apart from each other, refusing to come any closer.

The guide, Jean, chose a beech tree with a lush canopy as a temporary campsite for everyone, and after a brief meal, before it became dark, everyone sat around the crackling campfire, chatting casually.

"Hey, look, doesn't that cloud look like a couple dancing?" asked the little mage, pointing to the golden glow of the sky, "The male hands are raised high, and the female hands are slightly lowered, as if they are dancing some special dance unique to the Alpine Kingdom, I have seen it once before, but I forgot the name of that dance." ”

Barrett followed the prestige, but saw only a large mass of ordinary clouds trimmed with gold edges, not unlike the other irregular clouds in the sky.

"I think it's more like two warriors in gold armor fighting each other. The bodyguard Red Crab said his opinion, "One of the burly warriors looked like a human, holding a jagged two-handed sword aloft and trying to slash it off in the head. The other warrior was smaller, just like an elf, and he held a thin sword in his low grip and wanted to pierce it from the bottom up. ”

"Isn't that cloud more like two peasants?" said Ariel the Merchant, "and one of the peasants walked ahead with a shovel, and behind him it was his son, who was shorter. His son didn't seem to want to follow his father to farm, so he lowered his head and dragged the hoe in his hand, looking listless. My dad wanted me to be a farmer like him, because it would be safe, but I didn't like farming, so ......" the merchant shrugged his shoulders.

"Peasants, no, no, no, if you want me to say, it should be a bard and a cleaning waiter in the tavern. "The bard is playing a beautiful piece with a lute in his hand, and the nearest person to him is the waiter who revelsed in the music with a broom, and the other clouds around him are the guests of the tavern." The guide added the surrounding clouds to it.

I said, what do you have in your heads?, our barbarian adventurer was a little stunned after hearing these descriptions, why is everyone's imagination so rich?

"What about you, Barrett, what do you see that cloud look like?" asked the little mage.

Our barbarian adventurer stared at the clouds again for a long time, "Unfortunately, I didn't see anything. "Lovers, warriors, peasants, bards, how do you see that?" I apologize, but I don't have as much imagination as you. "Maybe I can do it when I'm not in my right mind.

"If you think the way I do, you don't need to have a good imagination. The merchant took the remaining pork sausage from the campfire, blew the ash on it twice, and tested the heat of the sausage with his tongue before taking a big bite, "Don't you all eat it? Then I'll get rid of it myself, it's not a good habit to waste food." He rummaged through some sweet mustard and smeared it.

"Who's to say I won't eat it? It's just that I'm full, and now! I want to keep this thing for the vigil. The bodyguard Red Crab said dissatisfiedly, "It's not your turn to keep vigil at night." ”

"Then you can bake it yourself then, anyway, our Lord Krees has brought a lot of food. The merchant smiled at the little mage, "For things that are grilled, whether it is fish, rabbit, or sausages marinated in ham, I like to eat ones that are roasted a little older and charred, so that the fat will be more fragrant and the meat will be more tough." ”

"What method did you use?" Barrett asked the merchant, trying to see something from the cloud. That's not to say that the game is so much fun, it's just that the brute doesn't want to look too vulgar.

"With my method, you don't have to rack your brains to figure out what it really looks like. "You just have to stare at the clouds and remember the past, and then describe the images that pop up in your mind." As for what is like or not, it doesn't really matter. The red crab said that it was like the two warriors of the clouds, but I didn't see it. ”

Barrett tried to look at the sky in the manner of a businessman, and slowly settled his thoughts in his memory. Scenes from the past came back to the barbarian's mind, and slowly, a Nord with a weapon on his shoulder froze in front of Barrett's eyes, and behind the Nord was a red-haired girl.

"What do you see?" asked the little mage curiously.

"No, nothing. ”

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When night falls, the tumbling sea of clouds gradually becomes quiet, and the flickering starlight emerges from the gap of the "waves", like a ship's lamp swaying on the sea.

Beneath the surface of the sea, endless mosses gently sway with gentle undercurrents, and under a dense coral thicket, hide five small fish resting.

There are three people on the vigil, namely Barritt, the guide Jean, and the hired bodyguard Red Crab. At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it was Barrett's vigil. He leaned against the trunk of a beech tree and stared boredly at the shadowy clouds in the sky.

There was silence all around, no one watching the thoughts in his head, and Barrity's thoughts gradually diverged again. The scene that had happened in the evening still lingered before his eyes, and the barbarian couldn't help but think of Leslie, the boss who 'put his ears up'.

The guy had traveled to many corners of the multiverse in search of his love, "I found her, but it was a little late. Barrett still remembers the look on Leslie's face as she said this—regret, regret, and a deep sense of confusion.

"Hopefully I won't be like him. Somehow, this phrase popped into Barrett's head.

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