There is no wine in the city of Oufu. There wasn't enough food to make such a luxury, and the drink's magical effects were too strong for impulsive orcs to allow even foreign merchants to bring it into the city. This was a great pity for the thieves, who were supposed to drink for their pleasure in their current high spirits, but they were so happy that they were still eating the mushy food.

But the next morning they will return to the empire with the goods, and there will be no shortage of wine and meat. Just imagine the gold coins that are about to arrive, and this otherwise difficult to swallow thing tastes as if it also has the noble taste of lamb chops stewed in apple juice.

Asa is revered as a hero in the success of the operation. After all, he is a special criminal who has seen a big scene and can seduce a noble lover, and his style is indeed extraordinary. If it weren't for his calm words and attitude at the critical time yesterday, which calmed everyone down, needless to say, everyone would have become feed purchased by the animal training farm. And today I was able to cope with such a tense scene. After the goods were brought back, he also went to the officials and talked a lot, and many thieves thought that he was negotiating in the hope of being able to divide some more goods, but judging from his face after returning, it seemed that it was not very smooth.

Asa paid no attention to the thieves' high spirits, and after a few perfunctory remarks about their meal, he returned to his room.

He spent an afternoon inquiring about the middle-aged people, and after inquiring around and around, he finally learned that the city lord of Sedlos and General Gru lived together in the city's residence.

Judging by the tone of the City Lord of Cedlos, he knew what the book was. Naturally, you can't just reach out and ask for it, it's almost equivalent to telling others that you're a member of the Necromantic Guild. And no matter what kind of person they are, they are unceremonious to the Necromantic Guild.

And his current identity is a professional thief, and a professional thief suddenly shows the appointment documents of the bishop and the duke, which makes people think of forgery first. If you catch a few thieves and torture them, you will know that he still has the token of robbing the minister, it is even more ironclad.

After thinking about it, I still thought that it was most convenient to solve the problem in the way I was best at, and I would leave tomorrow if I stole it. Asa suddenly thought that maybe he was really a thief. No matter what the situation is, dealing with things by yourself is a matter of fighting and killing, either stealing or robbing.

"You're going back tomorrow?" Xiao Yi looked at her notes in front of the bed, facing the light. The oil was made from the fat of the brute cattle killed in the lizard swamp, and the red flame burned vigorously. She seemed distracted, flipping through her notes, occasionally glaring at the lights. "Are we really going back?"

"yes. Asa sat down in the corner. There was a pile of hay there, and it was where he slept. Now you have to take care of your spirits, and when it's late at night, you go to steal books. He has a unique sleeping method that he has cultivated in the wild, as long as he thinks about when he wants to wake up, at that time a spirit can wake up. And as long as you want to sleep, you can fall asleep almost at any time.

"Is it really possible to sleep there?" Xiao Yi asked suddenly as she watched Asa sit there. The fire from the burning of the fat of the wild cow was red, and her face was also red.

"yes. Asa leaned on the hay and was about to close his eyes. Werewolves' night vision is unmatched by humans. Although the security here is already very good, there are still werewolves patrolling the streets every night. This is the biggest obstacle to stealing books, and you have to wake up your spirit to deal with it.

Xiao Yi looked at Asa in a daze, the lights in those hazy eyes flickering constantly. "I knew I had to go back, but I didn't want to," she said. ”

Asa closed his eyes and asked, "Why?" The workshop in the city had not yet closed, but when the other orcs had already gone to rest, let the sound of the workshop cover it up. It was impossible to lurk in the city in complete silence, and some werewolves could even hear the breathing of people within a hundred meters.

Xiao Yi turned to look at the oil lamp and took a breath, as if he wanted to accumulate a lot of strength, and then said softly, "I'm going to get married when I go back." ”

Asa's eyes opened suddenly, and he also looked at Xiao Yi with a smile. Only then did he remember that she did have a fiancé in the royal capital. A sense of loss rushed over me, sweeping away everything that was being thought about.

Until he crept out of the hotel and came to the already empty street, his mind was still stiff. Even if it was only in the short period from evening to night, he had insomnia for the first time in his life.

She's going back to get married.

But when you think about it, isn't this something you have known for a long time, and it doesn't seem to be her business at all, it's her Duchess's business, and she doesn't seem to find any reason to intervene in it.

No matter how beautiful the relationship between others and you is, in fact, they are just fellow travelers for an occasional period in the road of life, and in the end, they always have their own paths to follow. This is a passage that the old adventurer at the back of the village once said to him, and he has always felt that it makes sense. And he had already decided what path he was going to take.

The thing that once owed her and her conscience was troubled has been remedied. After this matter here is over, I will travel everywhere by myself. And she is still Miss Duke, so naturally there are things that Miss Duchess should do.

This principle is really very perfect, even the highest philosophers cannot have a higher level of open explanation, but Asa still has a trance-like feeling in his heart.

The dry monsoon breeze of the wild highlands blows in your face, mixed with the smell of coke and iron, and the sound of tapping in your ears gradually becomes clear. Ahead is the street where the workshops gather, where the craftsmen and the orc apprentices are hard at work. Asa suddenly remembered his hometown, and in his melancholy he suddenly missed the meals his father had prepared for him when he occasionally returned home, and for the first time he felt that the freedom of a person was not so good.

Now is not the time to think about that. Beyond the workshop street was the city hall, where the lord of Sedlos and General Gru lived, and he had made a clear inquiry in the afternoon. Asa steady, reminding himself that this was indeed not the occasion for cranky thoughts.

Walking down this stretch of street, Asa began to be cautious. There was already silence in front of it, and the air in the wild highlands was unusually clean, and even on a moonless night, the outline of the tall city hall in front could be faintly seen by starlight. He crept over to that side.

But since she's already getting married, why did she run out? Say she's going to take out the backpack that was dropped in the swamp, but when you think about it, you should know that it's impossible to get it back. Do you want to go out and play around? Why did you come to me? I like her, does she like me too.....

Suddenly, a strange smell enveloped his body. It's a bit like the smell of urine and armpits, but the impact on the nose is a hundred times stronger, a kind of carnivore smell.

The stench immediately awakened the gore and fear in the deepest part of Asa's memory. In the lizard swamp, the nose is filled with this smell when it comes closest to death.

Asa looked up, and there were two small green balls glowing less than an arm's length in front of him. The breath from the werewolf's mouth was spitting in his face, and he almost crashed headfirst into the werewolf's arms.

The two legs were completely out of his control, and he gathered the strength of his body without authorization, and jumped backwards violently. But before he could hit the ground, he crashed into a hairy body, and both hands fell completely into the grip of a pair of huge claws. The stench was even stronger.

The werewolf behind him crossed his arms like a human to a child learning to walk, so that his feet were just touching the ground. You can feel the hot breath coming out of the werewolf's mouth slowly trickling down from the ears to the neck and sliding into the clothes. The fighting spirit of the past was gone, and he almost felt that he could immediately hear the bones of his hands shattering into pieces, and the nervousness and fear immediately stiffened every muscle in his body, and he couldn't move.

The werewolf in front of him approached and buried his face, almost next to Asa's, where he could smell the residual stench in his mouth and the smell of food feedback.

The werewolf spoke, and because of the shape of their mouth, they struggled to speak human language, and said slowly, awkwardly, "Human... In the evening.. No.... Around.... Wandering. Over here... At night.... Do not approach. Faintly, the sharp fangs were faintly visible, and the words were looming as they spoke.

Asa moved his stiff neck with all his might, and nodded. Then the two werewolves lifted him up to the side of the workshop like a child, put him down, pointed in the direction of the inn, turned and disappeared into the darkness again.

Asa walked slowly in the direction of the hotel, cold sweat dripping down his cheeks, and even his vest was soaked.

There is a hotel in the distance. You can just walk back and sleep as usual, and go back safely with the thieves tomorrow. As long as the situation here is carefully reported, Sandru will not really take his own life, and Bishop Ronis will definitely nod and say kindly, 'You have done your best'. Yes, who can steal a book from such an environment. They must have their own way of getting the book back, and that's none of his business.

Go back?

Asa suddenly walked to a nearby house and climbed onto the uneven outer wall with his hands and feet before scurrying onto the roof. The roofs here are made of thick wood shelves, with planks on top and a thick layer of hay that is comfortable to step on.

As soon as I looked up, I couldn't feel anything except the stars in the sky, and even the whole person felt as if I was tightly surrounded by the starry sky. In the air of the plateau, the largest stars are the size of a finger, and the smallest ones are innumerable, densely packed everywhere in the sky, up to the junction of heaven and earth. Beyond that, there must be even more boundless beauty. Under the immensity of heaven and earth, Asa's heart was completely calmed, and he sat down cross-legged.

Himself has degraded.

He had the vigilance of a wild cat, ready to react to the slightest danger at any time, and the ferocity and fighting spirit of a wolf, ready to pour out his fangs and killing intent on opponents who dared to threaten him. But with the journey from Brakada to here, the strange and wonderful feeling of being with Xiao Yi began to wrap around his sharp sensitivity, and even his fighting spirit gradually became sluggish and slack. Even when he had just come to this city and saw so many orcs, and then heard that the goods were out of his hands, although he had some surprise and vigilance, he could not pierce the gentle atmosphere that enveloped all his senses, and it was not enough to stimulate him to make him nervous. It's like throwing stones into a bucket of thick honey that doesn't make a splash.

Just now he was so distracted that he knew that she was going to get married after she went back, and he didn't notice the existence of the two werewolves at all. If a werewolf wants to kill him, it is almost no different from pinching a chicken to death. Needless to say, the power of resistance, even the fighting spirit of resistance did not rise in the slightest.

Die. The concept came back to him with great clarity, and all the thoughts that had just swirled between his thoughts were driven away without a trace.

Only when people really face 'death' will they understand that they have nothing. Everything immediately disappears in front of this concept. All human language, all wisdom, is nothing more than a puppet show compared to the horrific horror of this concept of reality. Even such a wonderful relationship is about to collapse at the touch of this thing.

But when people dare to face 'death' directly, it will wash away all the tiny and complicated particles of thoughts and feelings like a flood, leaving only the purest essence. Then people can become stronger.

It's as strong as death.

Asa knew he had to go and get the book back. This is not a task or responsibility, but I just want to re-admit and affirm myself, so that I can clearly know that I am indeed alive, and that I am indeed still in this world in my own posture and way as before.

Asa closed his eyes, straightened his back, and began to meditate with his hands on his knees.

I hadn't dared to practice this meditation technique since I heard about it from Bishop Ronis, and now I don't care about it anymore in order to retrieve the book.

Soon, he sank completely into the ocean of self-consciousness, and he could see a radiant sun rising from his lower abdomen, melting his entire body with a powerful heat. He felt as if he was becoming boundless with the starry sky above him.