Mercury shines southwest in Aquarius.

The dense woods of the old forest obscured the dusk, and Merlin's front was pitch black, and only some white spots could be faintly discerned on the road under his feet. When I stepped on it, I found that it was a hard stone.

"Your Highness, the torches must be lit," said Tom as he leaned over Merlin, for there were already a few people who had smeared wrestling, and it was inevitable that someone would be injured if it continued like this. ”

"I'd rather walk slower," said Edessa, "rather than light a torch in the old woods, not to mention that it would attract the attention of the kobolds, for the strange monsters in the old woods alone will get us into trouble." ”

No one can ignore the opinion of the forest ranger, and the reason why Merlin wants to bring Edessa is because no one in the entire Ashfurnace Village knows the old forest that everyone stretches out better than him.

The moonlight of the full moon shines through the dense camphor trees, leaving circular bright spots on the forest path. And the potholes on the path are perfectly hidden among these spots. Merlin certainly wanted to catch up with the kobolds a little faster, but he couldn't be impulsive at this time. Based on last experience, it would have taken almost a full day to reach the entrance to the megalithic statue, but Merlin didn't think that the kobolds had only one stronghold in the old woods. If you don't see the kobold, you may be on the wrong track.

"Rest where you are, and continue tracking tomorrow when it's dawn. Merlin said.

The ranger took a small bite of a green apple pie, he needed to hurry up and rest, and the lord arranged for him to guard the camp for the second half of the night. After taking two sips of mountain spring water, he wrapped his old cloak tightly, leaned against the roots of the tree, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes.

No one spoke, and the group was physically and mentally exhausted by the mountain trail for most of the day, and some people drank water, ate two bites indiscriminately and fell asleep on the path.

Merlin closed his eyes, closing his eyes at this time had the same effect as opening them, and he couldn't see anything anyway. He took a deep breath and entered his nose, the smell of the old woods filling his senses of smell.

Breathe, breathe slowly. Breathe very slowly.

Rub and rub, accompanied by a warm breath exhaled out of the body, as if the sound of an eggshell cracking. A stream of heat suddenly appeared on the tip of the nose and went up the bridge of the nose, hitting the eye socket like a burning flame. Like pearls on a broken thread, Merlin's tears fell onto the path in the woods, and with these tears flowed down, as if a kind of restraint had left the body.

The sweetness and sourness of green apples, the faint fragrance of tea leaves, the smell of socks, the fat powder of women, and the faint smell of blood slapped Merlin's nose like a flood. These flavors are concrete, three-dimensional, and a picture of the flavors appears in front of Merlin.

This is Merlin's enhanced sense of smell after awakening the Mind Beast.

On the path in the woods, a looming ribbon filled with the smell of blood stretches into the depths of the old woods. The smell of blood came from a complex source, strong blood and old age, and Merlin knew that there must be an old Bill there, and he resisted the urge to follow it down, and sat down on a tree root.

The old woods were silent, and Merlin was bored to summon the Great Lord system. After coming to Ash Furnace Mountain for so long, he seemed to have forgotten that there was such a thing he carried with him. This has a lot to do with Merlin's character, so it's okay to get by. But not anymore. If Bill dies, Merlin will be restless for the rest of his life.

As a lord, you are responsible for everyone in your territory, kobolds have already appeared twice, others can ignore their danger, but Merlin shouldn't. Maybe it's because he's been living too casually lately, and he's forgotten about the threat of death. The smell of belladonna in Adrianople seemed to appear in front of Merlin again, a faint sweet smell filled Merlin's nasal cavity, someone wanted his life, in fact, he had already died once, and now it was Mei Xiaolin who was alive, Mei Xiaolin, the women's director from the empire.

But no matter how difficult it is, we have to work hard to survive, for the sake of Adrianople's Little Merlin, and for the sake of the Empire's Mei Xiaolin. At any time, it is not easy to live, and I am afraid that it will be especially difficult in the future.

Stillico didn't like Merlin, but he shouldn't want Merlin's life, so the only thing left could be Varins. With Merlin's knowledge of the pimple-ridden little guy, he couldn't have done such a thing. However, the great southern nobles behind him are not necessarily.

There is a saying that the butt determines the direction of the head. This is almost an axiom, and Merlin has not met anyone who does not conform to this axiom in his decades of life.

Styrico's harem hangs in the balance, and all of them have become accustomed to it after so many years. Merlin, as his only son, was not favored by him. When Varins, as an illegitimate child, appeared in Adrianople, the weather vane changed. Especially now that Varins has gone to the Holy City and become a hostage. If His Royal Highness can return to Adrianople safely, then he will be the future King of Celis. The Knights of the Lionheart, who have swept the North, will fall into the hands of Varins.

Merlin didn't like everything in Adrianople, the cold stone walls, the oppressive atmosphere, all of them he didn't like, but someone must have coveted them.

The great nobles of the South were wealthy but lacked strong military force, and they saw Stilico as a perfect marriage partner, but until the birth of Varins, Adrianople's harem remained vacant. This is a mystery to the world.

Merlin fell asleep before he could sort out his current thoughts. By the time he woke up, the morning light had already sprinkled the path of the old woods.

"Good morning, Your Highness. "It's a nice day and maybe we'll be in time by midday to last spot the kobold cave." ”

"Yes, you see the bumblebees are starting to collect honey," Merlin spread his palm, and a large bee took off from his palm, "I seem to smell flowers blooming in the distance." In winter, Ashfurnace Mountain is sure to harvest a lot of bumblebee honey. ”

"Unless Your Highness has the nose of a bee, it is impossible to smell the flowers," the ranger laughed, "and the nearest valley of flowers is ten kilometers away. ”

After eating some dry food and drinking some cold water, the thirteen men set out again. The ranger was at the front of the line.

Merlin felt that the smell of blood was a little lighter than yesterday, but it still seemed clear to him like an oil painting.