This sound was still heard far away even in the howling blizzard, and at the same time, I finally heard a neat "one or two" sound from the depths of the blizzard. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When I hoeed my military hoe into the back of a runner with his back to me, Caesar's long knife team finally came out of the depths of the wind and snow, their faces, chests, and shoulders were full of white velvet snowflakes, and their faces could not be seen clearly, but the sharp long knives in their hands still easily cut through the wind and snow, and slashed into the bodies of the sloppy executioners, and the severed limbs and heads rolled all over the ground, staining the clean snow bright red.

Soon, the situation in front of him was one-sided, in front of the neatly raised and falling long knives, those surviving executioners gave up resistance, knelt on the ground piecemeal, held up the weapons in their hands above their heads, and it didn't take long for the same neat "one or two" sound to be heard in the direction of the carriage fleeing, and after a while, the sound disappeared, and Jack and they took the carriage back.

Molodov leaned over and asked, "What about these captives?"

I glanced at him and knew that behind the words of this fellow villager, there was a cold intention to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots. I didn't answer, but just took the weapons in the hands of the executioners and the money bags on their waists, and quickly evacuated the scene with my brothers.

This battle should have been easy, but my negligence in training for fighting with the snow led to three casualties in the team, and our hearts were heavy to see our companions who had been with each other all day and night passing away forever, and no one spoke along the way. We soon came to the stronghold we had chosen, which was a hill in a col with hills on all sides, with only one entrance to it, and the wind and snow were much lighter than outside. Jack drove the carriage in, and immediately someone went up to answer it, and when the dozen or so carriages were parked one by one, Jack came and asked me to open the box and accept it.

I was curious about what was inside, and I wanted to relieve my depressed mood, so I took the lead in breaking the heavy padlock on a box with a military hoe, and when I opened it, I saw that there were two scarlet velvet horses inside.

On weekdays, a batch of velvet is sold for at least 1,000 dinars, not to mention that now that the weather is freezing and the university is closed, this velvet will be sold for at least 1,200 dinars. I nodded in satisfaction and asked the brothers to open the other boxes.

The harvest was very rich, with twelve wagons, the first four of which were filled with three chests of fine velvet side by side, the middle four were filled with aged black thorn wine, and the last four carriages were two of the finest furs. The other two were passenger carriages, one of which was empty, and the passengers must have fled long ago, and in the other carriage was a little girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, wrapped in a thick snow-white mink coat. He has a fair face, a melon seed face, thin lips, big watery eyes, and golden hair without a trace of impurities, which are knotted into two small golden braids resting on his chest. She looked very thin, her whole body seemed to have a few taels of flesh, and she slept soundly in the bumpy carriage, and the howling of the wind and snow outside and the noise of people could not wake her.

The moment they saw her, everyone subconsciously closed their mouths. She seemed so weak that it seemed like the slightest noise would hurt her. Even the heavy snowstorm that had been howling slowly weakened and gradually stopped. I looked at the little girl in front of me and my heartstrings tugged for no reason.

I gently closed the carriage door, and shut out the windswept world outside.

Jack scratched his head in embarrassment: "Boss, I don't know why there is a little girl in the car, what can I do?"

Molodov sneered: "Or, boss, you accepted her as the wife of the village?" As soon as Molodov's words came out, he slapped himself in the mouth: "Bah, let you mess with your ideas." ”

Yes, in the face of such a girl as pure as snow, who can have such a thought?

Caesar suddenly said: "This girl, she sleeps in the carriage of the lord's caravan, I guess it is the family of which lord, why don't we inquire and let the lord give her a hundred or two hundred thousand dinars at will, and let her go back?"

Caesar's words appealed to my appetite, and I immediately nodded: "Then do it, if that lord is obedient, our task will be easily completed." ”

Molodov suddenly said more: "What if that lord is disobedient?"

Yes, we're kidnapping tickets, what if that lord doesn't obey?

I felt that I had encountered a problem, scratched my head, and said, "Don't worry about it for now, if the lord is really disobedient, it means that it is not born to the lord, so let's let this little girl go home by herself, and there should be no such thing." ”

Molodov nodded awkwardly: "It looks like that's the only way to go, anyway, we're just trying our luck." ”

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from behind me: "If that lord is disobedient, we can send that little girl's bloody clothes over, and it is estimated that he will soon be obedient." ”

I immediately turned around with a frown, and the young man in front of me was looking at me with a smile, and I remembered him as the guy named Sephiroth.

I said, "Sephiroth, that's cruel, isn't it?"

Sephiroth still smiled and said, "No, no, where is the cruelty." They didn't find it cruel at all when they killed my father, sat back and watched my mother burn to death, and then snatched my sister by the way, and I didn't think it was cruel to give away a bloody coat. ”

I was immediately reminded of the tragic history of Sephiroth, and it was no wonder that the lad had just gone mad, and had killed three of his executioners with a short-handled gun, and at last he had caught up with the leader of the fleeing caravan, pulled him off his horse, and struck him to death with his fists.

I patted Sephiroth on the shoulder: "Sephiroth, your revenge, I will definitely find an opportunity to help you avenge it." But you have to know that there are not only good people and bad people in the world. It is true that a person's sins must have a corresponding punishment waiting for him, which is true, but this punishment cannot be extended to the innocent people around him, that is unfair, and good people should be rewarded. ”

Sephiroth smiled and said as if relaxed, "That will have to wait until she proves her innocence." ”

I didn't answer again, but ordered everyone to rest on the spot, unloaded a few bottles of Black Thorn Wine to keep everyone warm, and asked Caesar to take a few brothers to stand by the little girl's carriage, and let me know as soon as the little girl woke up.

The wind and snow stopped unconsciously, and although the sky was still gloomy, it felt much better. I was a little sleepy, so I wrapped myself in my cloak and fell asleep on the wheels of the carriage.

When I woke up and saw Caesar standing in front of me, he put his arm on my shoulder and said, "Boss, Emmons, that little girl, wake up." ”

I jumped up, I don't know why I was so impulsive, I immediately came to the carriage, just to see the little girl slowly push open the carriage door, the hand exposed under the mink coat was so white and thin, she saw the strange environment and strange people at a glance, obviously surprised, and then saw the gray cloak on my body, a pair of clear eyes immediately opened wide, she didn't even wait for me to speak, immediately slammed the carriage door shut, the whole person hid in it and refused to come out. I explained in a good voice by the carriage that we were not robbers, we were a group for the well-being of Calradia, we had advanced ideas and great feelings, but the little girl still refused to come out, just cried. We have no choice but to let it go for the time being.

After taking inventory of the receipts, the next step is to sell the stolen goods. Naturally, we did not dare to sell the stolen goods in Nord territory, so I decided to go southeast, bypass the Boundary Mountain Range, and then look at the wind, and if there was no big movement, I would go to the city of Suno, in the Svadia Empire, and if the wind was tight, I would move to the city of Aaron in the kingdom of Rhodok, both of which I knew well, and spent a good time in my youth there. All the way south. The atmosphere gradually became lively, everyone came out of the shadow of losing their comrades, and the reserves of Black Thorn Wine began to decline sharply. Yes, this kind of fine wine, which was usually only qualified for consumption by aristocrats and big money, is now piled up in a cart, and even those who don't drink anymore want to have a glass and experience the mood of being a nobleman for a short time.

But along the way, the little girl still locked herself in the carriage, ignoring all the movement outside. However, she also made a noise, twice a day, when she would knock on the car door, her face flushed, and say in a mosquito-sized voice, "I...... I want to pee ......."

After that, she was allowed to get out of the carriage, and all the big men turned their backs, and when she had finished booing, they put her back in the carriage. At first she used this as an excuse to run away once, but before she had gone a few steps, she fell into the snow and was dragged back by Sephiroth mercilessly, and he said to the little girl fiercely: "If you dare to run again, I will strip you naked and leave you in the snow!"

Sephiroth's vicious threat did its job, and from then on, the little girl obediently stopped thinking of running away. When we asked her questions, she gradually dared to answer.

During this time, we got to know her more and more, or rather, we heard more and more of the stories she told. No one knew whether what she said was true or not, sometimes she said that she was the little princess of King Haraus of the Swadia Empire, sometimes she said that she was the daughter of the lord of the Eastern Hermitage Valley (what is the Eastern Hermitage Valley?), and once she even pitifully told us that she was just the daughter of a mercenary, and her father's name was Willy, who was the subordinate of the old G, who was in the limelight.

Of course we don't believe these words, the only thing we believe is her name, and her name is Monica. Even if it is, we are still skeptical.

The carriage had been bumping along the road for five days, and the news of the robbery of the Nord lord's caravan had never come out, and after we were sure that there was no news, we drove the convoy into the city of Suno. This is the second time I've entered the city of Suno, and the last time I've been here was with a small caravan of animal skins, and I played my lula and begged for a living in the streets of Suno. At that time, the world was still very peaceful, and the war was only in the distant frontier, and the city of Suno could be seen everywhere with beautifully dressed ladies and ladies, and I often played some small love songs such as two butterflies, and the income was once very good, but then Suno engaged in urban construction and renovation of the city, and I was ruthlessly cleaned up by the Suno city management as a member of the foreign population that affected the city's security and cleanliness, and the hard-earned money earned during that time was also used as a fine, and I was clean.

This time I re-entered Sunuo, but I brought a caravan of great value, which couldn't help but make people sigh and sigh at the changes in the world.

I told Jack to drive the convoy to the shopping street with the most grocers, and found a fairly spacious mercenary inn for himself, and in order not to be obtrusive, we both took off the gray cloaks that marked our identities, hid them in our baggage, and revealed our original attire. It's just strange that when we took off the gray cloak, Monica's spirit was obviously much more excited, and she was no longer as pitiful and frightened as before, as if all she was afraid of was the cloak.

Jack quickly found a buyer, he has been walking all the year round, and he has many acquaintances in Sunuo, and those velvets naturally sold for a lot of high prices, and those fine furs were also sold smoothly, he even wanted to sell the carriage together, but the buyer saw the snow eagle badge branded on the carriage, and he was so frightened that he waved his hand again and again, and said that he did not dare to accept anything.

However, in just one transaction, we received nearly 25,000 dinars. I've lived for more than 20 years, and it's the first time I've seen so much money. Jack threw the heavy money bag on the carriage and said to me proudly: "Boss, I will be handed over to the job of selling the stolen goods in the future, although the money cannot be used, but it is very cool to touch......

I had to glance at him with disdain, I really didn't see it in my previous poor training career, Jack was such a person.