Salad~~

Salad~~

The sturdy hooves of the horses lifted with difficulty, and the strong beast of burden once again stepped through the snow. Alexei on the horse pinched the corner of his hood, the howling cold wind hit the door, the sun rose and fell in the sky, the floating clouds rolled up the broken branches and leaves, and the finger-sized snowflakes poured in. In the wind and snow, looking back into the distance, the vast and lonely northern land only has a trace of variegated color of the convoy.......

Heterogeneous.

The mage who walked at the head of the team grabbed the reins in his hand, and the black horse under the seat snorted tiredly, and the two hot gases rose into white smoke, and he looked around, and the scenery a hundred meters away turned into an indistinguishable outline in the increasingly chaotic and violent snowfall, but at this moment, it was only in the afternoon of the day, although the sun was obscured by dark clouds, but with the help of the remaining point of the spark, Alexey, who had amazing eyesight, could still see the leeward low slope.

"We're camped there!"

He shouted, "Ready, friends with me, let's wait until the blizzard passes." Now, it's time to warm up with a pot of hot soup!"

No one answered, and Alexey didn't care. The cold and wind and snow can paralyze people's tongues, and after a long day's journey, tired and hungry people need a little warm comfort before they can be reactive.

In the heavy snow, pedestrians picked up their pace, and the convoy of 100 people soon found a low slope to rest on under the guidance of Alex. Count Longved's team consisted of experienced guides and hunters, who skillfully set up tents and a few makeshift boilers to protect them from the wind and snow, and as the dry wood burned, the bright fire dispelled the chill that had accumulated for the morning, and they rubbed their hands together and gasped into their frozen numb skin.

"Nglaine. ”

Alexei sat cross-legged in front of the fire and threw a piece of wood into the fire.

The sluggish servant was splashed on the face by the sparks, and he reacted in hindsight, raised his head blankly, and looked at the mage on the other side of the fire: "You, me, what, what?"

"Are you happy that you're coming to your hometown soon?"

It was just a thin greeting, but Engelaine seemed to have met a scorpion's tail sting, and he suddenly came to his senses and looked at the mage vigilantly.

Those who had traveled with him would certainly not take him lightly.

Resurrected from the dead, the archmage personally recognized, the noble earl was nothing more than an old dog to be picked up in front of him.

As a tribal veteran of the untouched Norf tribe from the bitter cold north, Ngelen dared to fight the bear with his bare hands.

Brave, exaggerated?

The strong are always respected.

A warrior like him has a unique tribal title, and the people call him 'Berserker' or 'Bear Trainer', and the only opponent he fears and respects in the past is the shaman of the other tribes, that is, the mysterious and powerful mage like Alexey.

The shaman, on the other hand, is the representative of the knowledge of the tribe and a symbol of danger.

What does he want to do?

Ngelin, who was alarmed in her heart, stared intently at Alexey's movements, and saw the mage's fingers brushing through the dancing flames, and the faint light of the fire reflected on the face of another person by the fire, the latter's golden hair leaked through the gap of the hat, and a few mischievous wisps covered the delicate ears, she didn't know what she saw in the fire, and sat on her knees, stunned.

After thinking for a long time, Ngeline, who didn't know what Alexey's purpose was, nodded in response. His expression changed to wooden again, with only a pair of fingers behind his back, and the details of his fingers clinging to the ground may indicate that his heart is not as calm as it appears on the surface.

"Pleasant, friend. ”

Alexei reached into the fire, his white palm swam through the flames like a fish, and gently retracted, and a faint flame immediately burned in the mage's palm: "I don't really care about your service, or rather, you are dispensable to me......"

"But I think that whether it's a living person or a dead person, people always have value. In Norf, a hundred living people are like drops thrown into the sea, fleeting in the blink of an eye, unable to turn over a single wave. ”

Alexei smiled, skillfully revealing the gentle appearance of harmlessness of humans and animals. He held out his hand to Ngellen, the flame, faltering and fragile as if it could be extinguished at any moment, but still remaining in a weak form, lingering.

"I want to ask you, Englein, do you long to be free?"

"I ......"

The big man of the Northland was silent. He was not a fool, and he knew what a huge undercurrent was hidden beneath Alexey's words. He would never want to betray his family, but what would happen to his young children if he angered the mage and died here?

The torment of morality and self-interest......

The difficult choice brought the wrinkles of Engelen's face together, the huge shadow twisted with the beating of the flames, he was a crude marble statue, beneath the mottled and rough surface was the fragile nature of the cracks.

"Forget it, it's probably too hard for you now. We still have time, but you'd better get back to me quickly. ”

Alexei withdrew, he clasped his palms together and patted his robe, and sneered, "Go feed the horses, Ngeline." We'll talk about it in three days. ”

Not to feel like Atlas any longer.

Ngelen hurried out of the tent, and when the footsteps of the big man were hidden in the wind, Alexei continued to add wood to the fire: "How far are we?"

"I don't know. ”

Lan Meng unconsciously stroked the hair on his ears: "I don't know where we went, maybe wait for the snow to stop......"

"Seventy miles from the outpost. ”

Alexei interrupted the girl's almost whispering speech: "What are you afraid of?"

He leaned in, pressed against the girl's face, twitched the wings of his nose, and sniffed softly: "I smell your fear...... What are you afraid of?"

A hand pinched the girl's hood and pulled it violently!

"Don't!"

She reacted violently and covered her head and face: "Don't ......"

"You're hesitating. Heh, the closer you get to the end, the more hesitant you get. ”

Alexei stood up, walked around the fire for half a circle, turned around, and looked down at the girl holding her head condescendingly: "You are thinking, how did I kill him?" He's so good, what should I do? ”

"You're worrying that your layout isn't working, you're worrying about the lack of power you can rely on, right? ”

"Don't think I don't know you want to ask Franklinica for help through Gasley. ”

"But do you know why she's so indifferent to your hints?" The invisible magic caught Lan Meng's throat by Alexey's will, and she let out a vague moan of pain, her hands futile at a pair of invisible pincers, suffocating the girl's face and a mixed anger and fear in her eyes.

"Because she values the value I show more. ”

Throwing the girl to the ground, Lan Meng fell through the mat of the camp tent heavily, and there were still thin layers of ice chips and black soil on the temporarily swept land, she struggled to support the ground with her hands, a mouth, and the water for the meal she ate in the morning was spit into the small pit in the human shape.

"I know you hate me. ”

"I'm not against you seeking revenge on me. Alexei grabbed the girl's blonde hair and forced her to look up at him, "But you'd better be able to see the form." Disobey me, and have no good fruit to eat. ”

"I'm going to kill you!"

She screamed, uncontrollably picking up ten fingernails that were now the only weapons, and frantically scratched at Alexey's bare skin.

"Annoyed and angry. ”

It's obviously an interrogative sentence, but when it comes out of Alexey's mouth, it becomes a declarative sentence.

The self-countering magic shield easily stopped the girl's impulsive behavior and gave her some proper education.

Blood dripped down the broken nail cap, Alexei used his magic to imprison Lan Meng's hands in distress, picked up the bottle, and picked it up drop by drop: "What did I say." Don't try to disobey me when you're weak, Your Highness Princess. The day the lion becomes dominant is also the time when its minions mature, and the lion cub waving its claws at the hyena is just a way to die. ”

Perhaps it was the pain that inspired the sanity in Lan Meng's mind, the anger in her eyes gradually receded, and she didn't make a sound for a long time, and only when Alexei finished collecting the blood did she say faintly: "Let's leave tomorrow, just me and you, don't take anyone else." ”

"No problem. ”

Putting the transparent glass bottle and the cork, Alexei nodded with satisfaction: "Although I am deeply dissatisfied with your assertive behavior, but now that you have recognized the reality, in order to show the sincerity of this cooperation, I will still abide by my previous promise and do my best to help you explore the deeper depths of the virtual mirror." ”

"I hope so. The hostile magic dissipated, and the aching Blue Dream took a deep breath, took the healing potion thrown by Alexei, and after swallowing it in one gulp, the weak girl choked and coughed, she tore open the curtain of the tent, and burrowed into the wind and snow outside without looking back.

With a thought in his mind, the mental tentacles followed the girl to the tent a few meters away, staring at her as she took a bowl of hot soup from the hands of fellow craftsmen, leaving Alexei alone in the tent where he suddenly heard a chuckle.

His teeth gritted the tip of his tongue, and his voice was inaudible: "I hope so." ”