The meal was not pleasant.

Inferior bread is mixed with crushed wood chips, and the unleavened bread is hard like a brick in your hand, and if you don't pay attention to it, you may bite into the stones on the surface of the dough, which is difficult to swallow and is really difficult to describe in words.

"It's terrible. ”

Lan Meng covered his broken lips and wiped the blood from his gums: "Even in the days of the sewers, I have never eaten such disgusting food. Is that really for people?"

"It's like a weapon. ”

She complained and poured a whole bag of water into her mouth to rinse her mouth. Indeed, as the girl said, even in the days after Alexei restricted his personal freedom, Alexei, who had never thought of treating Lembonga Harshly in these aspects, was at least satisfied above Lembongong's level.

And the hardness is no different from ordinary stones, and the bread that must be torn and soaked in water to soften before eating is indeed a bit of a challenge to the limits of Blue Dream.

"Two days. ”

"By the morning after tomorrow, before the morning dew is about to fall, you will be able to see the outer walls of Darune. ”

"Bear with me, princess. ”

Under the seat is a bumpy carriage, and in front of it is a small wooden table full of bottles and cans.

After lunch, the caravan set off, Alexei and Lembongon were arranged in the middle of the caravan, and only the carriage of their carriage was surrounded on all sides, impermeable.

"Otherwise, you'll eat some dried fish. ”

Alexei, who was busy pulling the blue-brown leaves out of the basket, pointed to a small package on the corner of the table, which contained the meat that Fricum had given to the two of them—a few small, dry, salty, bitter dried fish.

"You've only taken two bites of bread, and you're certainly not full. ”

Alexey's mind moved, and the invisible magic dragged the package containing the dried fish, bounced at a bullet-like speed on Lan Meng's knee that was crossed by Erlang's legs, and fell into the girl's arms in a free-fall position, and the latter immediately smelled it, and felt the heavy, stale and dirty salty smell.

"We didn't have much to eat along the way, if you want to be hungry all the time. I don't mind if you throw away the dried fish. ”

"At least until we get back to Darune. Alexei glanced coldly at Lan Meng, who was disgusted and wanted to throw the dried fish bag back, "We can only eat these things." ”

"Why don't you rent two good horses?"

After muttering two sentences in her mouth, Lan Meng angrily ripped open the cotton rope at the mouth of the bag, picked the smallest one from it, and then put it in her mouth and tried to chew it twice, she spit it out: "Wow, it's so salty!"

Even after a not-so-short period of time with Alexey, the girl still couldn't understand what strange things were in the mage in front of her, because his mind was always on the same channel as herself, which made the young girl particularly uncomfortable:

"If we ride a horse, we will be able to catch up on the good sleep in Darune by to-morrow evening at the most. Why do you have to be like this, with ill-intentioned smugglers, cramped carriages, a few stinking pariahs, and bread for pigs to eat and stinky dried fish that deserves hell? Damn, why do I have to go through this sin with you? ”

"I ask you, what's the benefit of being with them, and do we have to follow the caravan?"

Almost in despair, she picked up another dried fish and put it into her mouth, forcibly endured the torture on the tip of her tongue, and recalled the tragic experiences of the past, and a great sadness suddenly welled up in her heart. She threw the bag at her feet, reached out and covered her head and face, and began to cry bitterly.

"Yes, that's right. ”

Alexei, who had already finished arranging the leaves, did not want to comfort Lan Meng at all, he picked up a bottle of blue-gray preparation for decomposition with an indifferent face, divided the liquid in it into several glass tubes, and waited for the heating furnace next to it to reach the standard temperature, he could pass the high temperature on it to make the preparation react with the plant leaves, and then obtain the extract of the plant after the separation of the preparation.

That's the price Alexey, or the Aksudia siblings, have to pay.

Fricham hoped that Alex, who supposedly knew a little about alchemy, would make him a few analgesic ointments from a basket of brown leaf grass before dark.

This is the test.

It is also a temptation.

Although it is not directly explained, the use of brown leaf grass with anesthetic and coagulation effects is a very normal thing from any point of view. However, if you are an apprentice with some knowledge of botany, you will know that brown leaf grass is also one of the ingredients in several hallucinogens commonly found on the black market.

Although the pure brown leaf grass extract does seem irreproachable on the surface. Neither the laws of the Empire nor the Kingdom prohibit its circulation on the market, and it is a common herb that can be legally cultivated and used as alchemy.

However, if only the pure amount of brown leaf grass is refined into a paste alone, this process does not conform to the process of using brown leaf grass to participate in the production of healing agents.

If the "brothers and sisters of the Aksudia family" saw it and questioned it, then it was likely that the Flimka would immediately find a reason to kick them out of the caravan and leave them on the side of the road, after explaining the difficulties that they were sorry for.

In this way, even if they offended the Aksudia siblings from the new royal realm, there was still room for maneuver between them and the caravan.

As long as there is no conclusive contact with the evidence that would send him, or the entire caravan, to the gallows, enough retreat for Flickam to be forced to do something very risky for his own life.

This is a smart guy.

Since he didn't have some dark thoughts in his heart, Alexei didn't mind pretending to be deaf and dumb.

And these jobs are really not difficult to do, and they are very boring.

Such a simple introduction to alchemy would be fine even if it was handed over to a mage apprentice, let alone a top mage like Alexey.

Even if he was distracted and talking to Lan Meng, he could refine it at the same time, and he could ensure a 100% success rate for his subordinates.

"Why do I have to bite on that bread that makes pigs break their teeth, and why do you want to eat that stinky dried fish that is so salty that you deserve to go to hell?

"Of course I knew that we could ride two horses and gallop on the main roads of Kherson and Darune. I can even buy four horses and ride them in rotation, so that I can run into my little den in the middle of the night today, and I can start the experiment as soon as possible, why wouldn't I do it?"

"But do you know why I didn't?"

"Huh. ”

The mage let out a sarcastic sneer, poured his magic into the furnace switch, and quietly watched the leaves bubble in the crucible under the effect of the preparation: "The reason is simple. ”

"Because ......."

He clapped his hands, scraped an iron spoon around the walls of the pot where a layer of snow-white paste had accumulated, and loaded the paste-like extract into a wooden box beside him—turning his head, using his magic to grab the dried fish scattered on the ground and pack it into a bag.

Then, he put the bag back in the corner of the wooden table, smiled softly, and said, "I have no money." ”