The team rode off against the scorching afternoon sun, and the stone walls of the town were scorched by the scorching sun. Most of the people of Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info rest at home, except for the soldiers on the city walls who still stand guard with hot pot helmets, and the merchants who sell grapes take a nap behind their stalls.

After leaving the city gates, Victor took over the flag that Parker was carrying, and he saw the whole thing. Parker clutched his injured hand, trying his best to maintain his horse's balance. Roman hung the crossbow with the string open on the saddle, and drew a bolt and stuck it at his waist for later use.

The leader of the caravan wore a masking helmet that covered his face with a thick, heavy mask, and the jolt of the horse faintly revealed the hilt of the sword at his waist, a short sword from Swadia with a feather carved into the hilt.

The merchant did not explain the meaning of the feather pattern, and whenever Alleyne asked, the merchant simply pulled out a random silver coin and motioned for him to stop. This aroused Ellene's curiosity even more, but no matter how many times Ellen asked, the other party didn't say a word.

"I see it all," said Momocha, who rode to Aren's side. "You just bullied our recruits. ”

"I think you're not the only one who saw it. Alleyne replied nonchalantly. Maybe I shouldn't have done that to him just now, he's just a new mercenary who has been carried away by love.

"I heard him call a woman's name," Momocha smiled lewdly at his companion. "Sally, did you just do it for the sake of the owner of this name?"

"Momocha," Alleyne said, looking angry. "What the hell do you want to tell me?" he didn't want to be known about it, and he didn't want Jamila to know about it.

"Oh, man, I just wanted to tell you, Jamila heard it, too," Momocha had an innocent look on her face. "I saw her pretty little face glaring at you angrily!" he reminded at last. "Man, you have to be careful, our princess is angry. ”

"Not what you think. Alleyne turned to look at Jamila, who was sitting in the bullock cart, but the girl was looking away. He laughed at himself in his heart: Parker is not the only stupid person who fell in love, but also me.

"What's that?" the horse thief blurted out.

"Anyway," Alleyn explained in a low voice. "The girl Parker likes has nothing to do with me. ”

"Man, you ought to have told our princess, not me. Mo Mo said with a smooth smile. "Of course, I am willing to do it for you, to convey this to our princess on your behalf. Finally, he gave the other man a greedy look.

Arenn frowned suddenly, and asked, "Didn't you already get a few fat sheep in Jack Kala?" his expression was a little more disdainful, but there was no malice. "Still thinking about my little money?"

"Oh, man," Mocha replied earnestly. "All that money has been lost, and even my commission has been won by the casino. ”

"Damn it, when are you going to get rid of this stinky problem. Aryne replied. "I don't have any money, when are you going to pay me back when you owe me?"

"Man, you see the sun is so nice today, I think I should go ahead and scout around. With that, he kicked his legs on the horse's belly, and then rode his horse towards the front of the group.

The mercenaries are about to enter the plains bordering Swadia of the Duchy of Rhodok, known as the Plains of Arnwo. It was the main battlefield of the second expedition of the Svadias against the Rhodoks. But the result was also unsuccessful.

The name of the plain comes from the two fortresses that overlook the plain: Fort Algolon and Fort Gruenward. These two castles were the gateway to the eastern borders of the Duchy of Rhodok. [Gruenwaldberg] is known as the "first fortified city" in the Duchy of Rhodoc.

Rhodok outposts were scattered throughout the Arnwo Plains, and the footprints left by the caravans were clearly visible in the meadows. In the distance, Rhodok patrols walked in a long green line across the flat plains, weapons that appeared to be broadswords reflecting the sunlight.

The black banner of the spear mercenary group fluttered above the caravan, and the color of the sky gradually approached the black of the flag, and things in the distance gradually became darker. The caravan rests at midnight, and the mercenaries need to enter the village ahead today.

Victor rode next to Aren, who slowed down slightly, and the two horses went neck and neck. Victor, who was holding the flag, looked sideways at Parker, who was riding in front of him, and shook the flag. "Because of what?"

For a moment, it seemed difficult for Alleyne to find a valid reason. "Because of Sally. ”

Victor tilted his head sideways at Parker, as if admiring a hilarious story. "It seems that this new mercenary knows very little about your relationship with Jamila. ”

Alleyne didn't know what to say. He didn't expect Parker to think he liked Sally, too. Although the girl is indeed very simple, she is also very beautiful. But he never had his heart moved.

"Just as I did when I punished you, but your knife seemed to be faster, and the lad's hands were bleeding. Victor licked his lips and sped up his horse. When he ran five horses, the man with the flag suddenly turned around.

"Watch his performance," the man on the horse said to Alleyne. "Don't let anyone close their eyes. ”

Alleyne rode his horse back to the left, protecting a weaker space around the carriage. The man with the flag turned his head, and the line picked up.

The horses followed the road ahead and stepped into the territory of the Count of Kestor, leaving behind the green mountains and jungles. At this moment, I don't know how the figure waiting for the mercenaries in the [Ameraburg] will feel, but Rayland's face seems to be covered with gloom again!

But this has nothing to do with the mercenaries, because no matter how shiny the lord's armor is, it is also the decoration on the lord's body, which can only bring out the simple armor of the mercenaries. The mercenaries fought only for the dinar and for themselves.

The dinar on his waist, though shabby, was a pass for the mercenaries to walk around the continent of Calradia. This is exactly what the mercenaries adhere to: the blade is always sharper than the scabbard, and the heartbeat is always more precious than glory.

As darkness wore on, Alleyne steadied his tomahawk at his waist and drove his horse to the village ahead. The night is kind, and the mercenaries are the shadows in the light.

As midnight came, Alleyne was lying on his comfy bed in the village, sharpening his weapons, and Roman, Parker, and he were housed in the villager's home. The young girl of the house secretly watched them.

Roman fell asleep on the bed in a more gentlemanly position, which attracted the attention of several girls.

Parker ignored all of this, and looked down to stroke the broad shield carved from cork, on which his words were carved with a knife.

As if remembering something, Alleyne hurriedly took out his cork carving, on which was a line of light words: When you return, teach me how to write your oriental name in your script, and I will make it up. If Parker didn't say anything to you.

Alleyne couldn't help but admire the clever girl, and she didn't expect Parker to convey her words verbally. At this moment, Parker, who was sitting on the bed, suddenly stood up and slowly walked towards him.

"I'm sorry. The young man spat out a few words in embarrassment.

"Should I answer that it's okay?" said Alleyne with a smile to an embarrassed Parker. The new mercenary lowered his head and smiled, he looked at the other party quietly, he seemed to guess that the other party had something to say.

"After this mission, I want to go back to Djerkhara. The young mercenary whispered to Ellene. "I might have found something I wanted to do. ”

Alleyne felt a sigh of relief that another person was about to move away from the looming death of any moment. "I'll tell you that. He said to the young Rhodok. "Just do what you want. ”

When the conversation was over, Parker happily held the cork shield and slowly lay down on the soft bed, his eyes closed.

Alleyne stopped sharpening the blade and put away the whetstone. Outside, the night sky was so black that it was impossible to see anything, and the silhouette of the village's huge mill was swallowed up by the night.

He imagined Sally and Parker sitting in front of the window, both of them laughing happily, and their hearts were extremely comfortable.

Parker is about to find his life, but I'm different, my life goes on. Alleyne told herself. I'll also hold my weapon tightly and walk under the flag on my spear. Looking forward to the return one day.

The blood-smelling air of the continent of Calradia poured into his nostrils, scenting of earth and coins.

Parker fell asleep, Roman also let out a slight snoring sound, the crossbow with the arrow was placed at the head of his bed, and a long sword lay beside his pillow, the blade half unsheathed, so that it could be drawn at any moment. He remembered that Roman used to say: Those who are always ready can always get out of danger.

The clouds shrouded the stars again, and the mercenaries were still soaked in the night. Alleyne pulled the Tang knife out of its scabbard like Roman, lay down on the pillow as comfortably as possible, and closed his eyes.

"I'm a mercenary, male, and my name is Alleyne. I am a guest from the East. (To be continued.) )