Fatis didn't reply, but stared at the wine glass he had seen with a complicated expression.

"They haven't come back yet," replied Aragorn, "Resarit felt that Kress had a talent for throwing weapons, but James wanted Kress to use a crossbow, supposedly for Kress' safety." ”

"Hehe, James just treats Kress as his own daughter. Alleyne smiled, "I don't know if he's ever married." Fatis, you're getting old, have you ever considered a female companion?"

"Huh?" Fatis came back to his senses from the glass, and then reacted: "What do you mean to be old, I'm only thirty or forty years old!"

"Hehe," Alleyne smiled, "what about you, Aragorn?"

"Me?" Aragorn was stunned, then replied in a daze, "I don't have this in mind for the time being, so what about yourself?"

"I think you can guess. "Alleyne means a lot.

"I guessed it. Fatis shook his head, refilled himself with a glass of ale, and drank it in front of Aragorn and Ellen.

Freedom and Glory Extra: Charros's Garden (Part I)

"If I go with you, will I get food?"

On the bustling streets of Uxhall. Nineteen-year-old Merlin meets seven-year-old Charros for the first time. At that time, the impoverished Merlin had a malicious idea of the trafficker business.

"At that time, the sun shone on her, and her garment, though shabby, was more beautiful on her than the princess's splendid robe. Especially her eyes, which are the most beautiful I have ever seen. Like the moon. - Merlin wrote in his memoirs many years later.

Merlin asks Charros to call him his brother

After that, he took her everywhere with him. Look for opportunities to make money and sell people. They went to beg on the streets together and worked in the mills together. They infiltrate the tavern to steal, but to Merlin's dismay, he never meets a trafficker who seems to be kind to Charros.

"If I go with you, can I have a home?"

In the sawdust-smelling shipyard of Port Aaron, the shipyard owner and twenty-two-year-old Merlin discuss ten-year-old Charros. The shipyard owner liked this clever boy and was willing to pay fifty dinars for her.

"Fifty dinars, how's that?" the shipyard owner grinned, "enough for you to nourish for a long time!"

“”

Merlin did always have the idea of selling Charlots. But when the opportunity came to him, he inexplicably hesitated.

"Hey, what are you waiting for?" the shipyard owner was not satisfied with Merlin's attitude. Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment. Then he patted his head. I thought I had the answer: "I don't think it's too much, right? Okay! I'll add ten more dinars!"

Charros knew what his brother was discussing with the shipyard owner. She stepped forward and said her thoughts with a blank face. Merlin's reply then discouraged Merlin from selling Charros.

"Oh, son, there is no home!" said the shipyard owner, in what he thought was an amiable voice, "but there are many dinars! Difficult life situation. ”

Merlin, with a blue nose and a swollen face, walked out of the shipyard with Charros. When he went out, he didn't forget to spit on the shipyard gate: the deal failed, and the shipyard owner thought that Merlin was deliberately playing tricks on him, and then invited his buddies to beat Merlin.

"Why did you refuse to trade?" Charros looked at Merlin quietly, as if he didn't care about what had happened.

"Shhh Then he turned to look at Charros and asked, "What do you think that man will do to you?"

Charros's expression softened, and she smiled and shook her head, ending the conversation.

Later it turned out. Merlin made the right choice. Charros was a great help in the establishment of Merlin's caravan. Merlin was amazed by her talent for trading. Gradually, their rations were upgraded from tree roots to brown bread. Then upgrade from brown bread to air-dried meat. The change made both of them feel a lot.

"Come with you, the caravan is over!"

Three months after Swadia's northern expedition. Merlin observed the huge business opportunity, and then excitedly announced his plan to his fledgling caravan: to smuggle supplies. However, some of the people in the caravan did not agree with this approach, and Charros was one of them, and she informed Merlin of the dangers, but Merlin replied that he was rich and dangerous.

Charros is in a hurry, claiming that Merlin will report Merlin's actions to Svadia if she doesn't listen to her. Merlin tries to explain his actions to Charros, but Charlots's mind never changes.

That was the first time Merlin had beaten Charros, when Merlin was twenty-seven and Charros was fifteen.

"Now, don't be sad. Think of it as a new beginning. ”

Like an accident, but more like fate. The caravan was spotted while crossing the outpost. At that tense time, smuggling supplies was a serious crime on the same path as treason, ranging from imprisonment to death on the spot. Merlin's caravan was completely destroyed in that place. In the meantime, Merlin didn't try to run away with the goods, but due to the speed problem, Merlin realized that it was only a matter of time before he was caught up by the pursuers.

The two began to gnaw on the roots again, and they blended into the camp.

Merlin was miserable for the dramatic change in her life, but Charros seemed unconcerned and even more excited after losing the qiē.

"That night it snowed, and Charros magically gave me half a bowl of porridge and told me the truth she had learned, and I understood what I really needed. - Merlin, "Charros"

The cold wind howls and the snow falls. Charros quenched her thirst with snow water, but handed Merlin half a bowl of porridge in her hand.

"I found out"

Merlin took it, and then drank the porridge blankly. The warmth in his palms and mouth rejuvenated him.

"The poorer you are, the more generous you are. Charros held her head high. He said very strictly, but when he saw that Merlin didn't react at all, he was very disappointed and collapsed.

"You know?" Charros tried to make Merlin wake up from his defeat, "Just now a very skinny white-bearded grandfather gave me this half bowl of porridge, and he looked so weak. I said I didn't want to, but he insisted on giving it to me and said many things that I didn't understand. I remembered that in the past, those fat-headed and big-eared aristocratic lords had a lot of money, but they never gave a penny for their share. They"

"Huh?" Merlin suddenly realized something, he looked at Charros in a daze, and interrupted, "You haven't eaten a bite?"

"Huh? Charros looked a little overwhelmed by Merlin's sudden question. "Of course. Well, in fact, I ate me. I was sleepy, so I went to sleep first. Good bye. With that, she stretched like a wild cat, and then ignored Merlin. A puff of smoke left

Winter is silent. Life in the camps is becoming increasingly difficult. The refugees had to move around or starve to death in the camp. The wandering at the beginning was okay and there were always some good Samaritans who were willing to help them. But as the depths of winter approached, such people became fewer and fewer, and in the end, they were never even met again. They tried to find a job in the village, but were evicted by the villagers. They tried to storm the city in search of the future, but the shining spears of the soldiers held them back

The refugees began to despair, and some of them died of starvation. Others went on to become snowy bandits, and were exterminated by the 'righteous' patrols. Over time. As the refugees dwindle and life becomes more and more difficult, Charros and Merlin support each other and become one of the lucky ones among the refugees - successfully surviving into the depths of winter. But support cannot be used as food, and if you don't find something to feed your stomach, a refugee won't be able to survive this winter.

At this time, a caravan appeared, which was the hope of Charros and Merlin, but also the source of the pain of Charros and Merlin later.

With the third roar of the Kulau Bell Tower, the sun disappeared into the distant mountains. The sky darkened. The streets of Kurau were deserted, except for a few guards who reluctantly kept watch for the night, enduring the wind and snow, and occasionally complaining about the weather.

The golden light shines through the cracks in the window and into the air, making it look brilliant.

"Well, why am I here?" James hazely got up from his bed, and found Fatis sitting on a wooden chair beside the bed, humming a ditty.

"Shhh

Fatis saw that James had woken up, and his expression became a little complicated. He pointed to the water glasses placed on the wooden cabinet and said meaningfully, "Mr. Wizard, you are really good." ”

"What's going on?" James picked up his glass of water and drank it down, just as his mouth was dry. Then he pointed to the wound on his face and asked, "Did the clergy from Riwa Cheze come over and punch me?"

"Oh, that's good, but do you know what you've done?" said Fattis, shaking his head, his tone a little stricter.

"What did I do?" said James.

"You got drunk and threw up on a professional samurai. He almost sent you to God with one punch!"

"That's it?"

"That's not all!" Fatis frowned, "Kress saw that you didn't know whether you were alive or dead, so it was too impulsive to go up and show him the knife." But in fact, Kress's dagger was kicked over before it could touch him. Handicap"

"Almost hung up!?" James' eyes widened and he interrupted, "She's not in trouble, is she?"

"Don't interject!" Fatis was very unhappy with James's interjection, "She didn't have anything to do, but she almost caused our team to fight with the professional samurai's team, and if it weren't for Aragorn using his coat of arms to deter the group, maybe we would all be crouching in the Kurau security station right now." ”

James didn't reply, but his expression was wonderful. (To be continued......)