"Dinner is ready, Lord Crassus, and Miss Arya. ”

"Okay, let's go down right away. ”

Pulling open the carriage door, Alexei glanced back at Lan Meng: "Come down, even if you don't want to eat, you have to pretend." ”

"Remember, we are now brothers and sisters of the Aksudia family. Raising the curtain, a cool night breeze blowing across his forehead, Alexei gently reached out and closed his eyes, and there was a commotion of the crowd in front of him, and ...... in the distance

He let go of his palm, and a fallen leaf flew by. The bright moon in the sky is still bright, and although the night wind is strong tonight, the water vapor is not abundant.

"The clouds are still three days away. ”

Alexei took a closer look at the elemental proportions in the air: "There will be an early summer thunderstorm soon, but not now. ”

"Today is a good day for hunting. ”

He stepped on the second wooden ladder and jumped out of the carriage in one step. A few caravan workers who didn't even remember their appearance passed by the car, and Alexei noticed that they were all carrying identical clay bowls and wooden spoons, containing milky broth and a few pieces of torn black bread.

This artificial stone, which can only be eaten slowly with teeth without soaking in liquid, is an indispensable food for the poor at the bottom of society.

After all, they are not qualified to be picky.

In this cruel world, there are only a few who can decide how they want to live. Those who were powerless to resist were either forced to accept it or starved to death, and there was no third choice for the untouchables, who were more than the sea in the eyes of the aristocracy.

"They can at least get a full meal compared to some people. ”

Watching the backs of this group of workers gradually walk away in the flickering firelight, sit down.

Alexei withdrew his gaze, and he looked to see that the fire was burning in the middle of the camp. From a distance, the high flame tip brings up a curling white mist, dazzling like the sun in the daytime, and this warmth alone makes people feel calm.

Unfortunately, the scent of grease could not soothe the empty stomach in the slightest, and the huge flames could not deter the hungry wolves who stood on the ground.

Another gust of wind.

In the night, the shadows of the forest leaves dancing with the wind are full of shadows, wantonly showing the enchantment that is not appreciated by others during the day, until the starry fireflies bring the signal of the moonlight, and the forked shadow like a chicken claw is like a thousand hands moving together as soon as the wind passes.

Alexei seemed to smell some night whisper in the wind, and he knew it was not an illusion, but it was hidden by the crackling sound of the wood burning.

This was the caravan's last chance.

But after a while, the chatter in my ears still did not stop.

Alexei stepped into the table, like a normal person, and he naturally took the broth and bread handed by the Fremlin, and laughed with them.

During the banquet, everyone said interesting things, laughed more than once, and listened attentively under the appearance of a group of guests and hosts:

The sound of the voice, the voice of the people, was immersed in the quiet stars in the sky, a darkness that no one knew was approaching, and the only god who could save the world remained indifferent.

"Who has forsaken the world?"

Alexei chuckled softly, "If the gods are not wrong, they are always guilty." ”

"What did you say?"

After Alexei gave him two stalks of brown leaf grass as promised, Frimrin valued and respected Aksudia's brother and sister a lot.

He proved his sincerity by bringing out the best food in the line, the snow white that was completely different from the one at lunch, and the large chunks of meat visible to the naked eye in the bowl.

"Miss Arya...... Didn't she come?"

As he spoke, he gave his men a look, and the latter neatly picked up the white bread and broth that Frimrin had prepared earlier, and wanted to walk to the carriage reserved for alchemists.

"Wait. ”

Alexei raised his hand to stop: "Arya is a little unwell, she will come later." ”

"I thought your sister's sister couldn't get used to eating the bread of our countrymen. ”

Fremlin's tone was slightly teasing: "I am really flattered that you and your sister can not dislike the way we eat in the country. ”

"But even if you don't care, we can't always let your guests eat the same food as us. ”

He fumbled in a wooden box beside him for a while, took out two bottles of jam, put them on the placemat and pushed them over: "The elf plum sauce of the new king's territory." Those long ears are not pleasant, but we are a little far behind them in these snacks that make people happy like bees. ”

"Oh?"

Alexei put down the bowl and spoon, one in each hand, picked up the palm-sized bottle, and under a short line of elven text, the transparent bottle was filled with pale yellow jam: "This tastes ......"

He unscrewed the cap of the bottle, hooked a little with his finger and put it on the tip of his tongue to taste: "Tsk......"

"It has the sweetness of honey and the sour aroma of plums, and the taste is mellow and high-quality, and the fruit wine is added to harmonize the aroma, so the price is not cheap. ”

Alexey nodded and put the bottle at his feet, and asked, "Then Captain, what is your next mission? ”

"Mission?

Hearing this, Frimlin's face changed, and he said solemnly: "How can I have the ability to order Your Excellency? You can rest well and take these two bottles of plum sauce as an atonement for your sins at noon." ”

"At that time, it was true that I couldn't take care of it. ”

Immediately, Fremlin's expression changed again, he suddenly rubbed his hands with a smile on his face, and said with a few hesitations: "However, our caravan has encountered a difficulty recently, that is, I want to ask Your Excellency to do us a small favor. ”

"A small favor, of course. ”

The tips of the mage's ears suddenly moved slightly: Here it is.

With a bang, an arrow from nowhere had pierced deep into the largest carriage in the camp, causing a commotion, and the tail feathers of the arrow were still trembling slightly.

"Damn, what's going on?"

The experienced Frimlin knew that something was wrong the moment he heard the sound of the strings, and he got up very quickly, kicked over the clay pot on the fire, and ran to a carriage full of wooden boxes in a few steps, and stretched his hand under the carriage, and saw him raise a cloth-wrapped gun head, and shouted again and again: "Robber!

"Hurry up, what are you still doing in a daze!"

He anxiously shouted at his subordinates who were closer to him, and the movements of his hands did not stop, he took the lead in picking up one of the bundled spear heads, and turned over another black-painted box, and more than a dozen wooden sticks more than one meter long were thrown on the ground by him, and they were simply assembled, which was a sharp short spear.