It is said that there are not many curses in Elven language, but Leon does not think so. After all, Bakham had been cursing in front for almost two hours. Although the Blood Lion didn't understand Elven language, the other party's excited tone and short but powerful pronunciation would not be a good thing to say. In fact, this is not to blame Bakham, the Knight Captain believes that if the two of them switch positions, and his mentor sells himself without saying a word, his reaction may only be greater.

Lyons can understand Atwood's decision. With Bakham's temperament, he could not be trained in the forest, and the more angular the rock, the more intense the flowing water needed to smooth it. The current blue lion is undoubtedly this catastrophic flood, and only after experiencing real chaos can we understand what order is. Only by stumbling in fear and despair can we understand what peace is.

"I just hope the water doesn't break this little rock. With a sour stalk in his mouth, the knight thought.

"Hey, humans, don't be struggling any further, you're going to get out of the forest like this!" Unhappy with Leon's speed, Bakham turned to the Blood Lion and roared.

The knight shrugged, he wanted to tell the elf in front of him that, according to Atwood, the current Bakham was his knight's servant, and if he dared to talk to the knight he served when he was a knight's servant...... I'm afraid that being thrown into a dung pit would be a merciful punishment. But thinking that the other party was an elf after all, Leon decided to forgive him this time, well, at least before he walked out of the forest.

Leaving the forest much faster than the Blood Lion had expected. According to Bakham, this was because they were walking in a straight line, and the Knight Captain had no way of thinking about moving in that direction when he fled into the forest. So before the sun went down, Lyon finally had another glimpse of the vast wilderness. and small villages in the foothills in the distance.

"That's the village I told you about. I lived in dozens of families, and when I was a child, I used to come here to observe people. Bakham said, pointing to the small village in the distance where smoke rises from the stove. Leon had asked him to leave the forest as far as possible in the direction of a nearby village, so that the Knight Captain could find a way to get some basic supplies.

Looking at the smoke that gradually drifted away, the blood lion breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that the village had not yet been discovered by the nezumi. If you leave the forest and see ruined fields and rubble-strewn ruins, Leon really doesn't know what to do. And now, weighing the few silver coins that had been saved from the lining of his armor, Leon figured that he could get at least two horses in the village. And, of course, a good meal of human food, the chief knight has had enough of wild fruits and leaves.

Naturally, there were no taverns or inns in such a small village, and when the two of them entered the village, they were watched by the villagers. This is a normal thing, after all, whether it is the blood-stained and stained armor on Leon's body, or the elven costume of Bakham, it is not such a common thing. Especially the elf's two long ears made the surrounding villagers talk a lot.

Fortunately, this village is still the territory of the kingdom of the glaslion, and there are still people in the village who have been to some larger towns, so when Leon showed his knight badge, the villagers took the initiative to provide the noble knight with the supplies he needed. I have to say that at least in the Grey Lion, the image of the knight is still very positive, of course, this is also related to the strict requirements of the current Grand Master.

While being invited to the village chief's house to enjoy food, Leon did not forget to ask the villagers about the current state of the kingdom. However, it is clear that the location of the village is too remote, and the kingdom has always forbidden access to the forest for logging or hunting, and there are no merchants to trade. Even the map probably doesn't specifically mark such a small village.

At the same time, the villagers were surprised by the knight's sudden visit, and they cautiously asked if there was any fighting in the vicinity of Leon. The chief knight looked at the worried villagers, and really didn't know how to explain to them the terrifying effects of the rat-man plague, so he could only warn them that there might be a large and ferocious beast nearby, and asked the villagers to be on their guard.

Although the villagers wanted to learn more about the outside world from the Blood Lion's mouth, the village chief was worried that it would make the knight impatient, and after he drove the curious villagers out of the room, Leon and Buckham finally found a moment of peace.

"They are noisy like birds in heat. The elf leaned against the wall and said with disdain.

"The thirst for more information is the same for both elves and humans. Taste this?" tossed the piece of cheese in his hand to Bakham, the Blood Lion had already seen that the elves had shown curiosity about the human food on the table. It's just that he pretends to be unmoved for the sake of face.

"Hmph, this kind of food, I just ......" Buckham instinctively refused to eat the cheese after catching it, but was interrupted by Leon before he could finish his sentence.

"If you want to gain a foothold in human society, you'll have to try eating human food, and I don't have time for you to find wild fruits. ”

The knight's words left the elf speechless, and Buckham put the cheese in his hand under his nose and sniffed it, the peculiar smell of fermented food made the elf subconsciously frown. He looked at Leon and saw that the other man was looking at him with a smiling expression, and the elf took a big bite of cheese in a fit of anger. Then he spit it out naturally.

"Gross... What is this!" desperately put his fingers in his mouth, trying to pull out the cheese residue that remained in his mouth, and there were tears in Bakham's eyes!

"Poofhahahaha!" Seeing the elf's situation, the knight chief couldn't hold back, and laughed while hammering the table. This was the first time Leon had really smiled since his defeat, and after this smile, the invisible pressure on him was much less.

"Bastard...", the ridiculed Bakham scolded through gritted teeth, but this sentence combined with the funny appearance that the corners of his mouth were still full of saliva were really scary.

"Hahaha... Okay, okay, my no, mine no. You can't eat that stuff like that, you have to take your time in small bites, and then go with this. As he spoke, the knight raised the bread in his hand. This kind of bread baked in the village is naturally mixed with a lot of chaff, but this slightly hard texture also makes people feel more eating, so Lyon still likes this bread.

"Isn't it just bread, I know it, but I haven't eaten it. The elf went to the table, picked up the bread from the basket, and took a bite. This time he didn't spit it out again, and the characteristic aroma and firm chewiness of the grain after roasting is a taste that is difficult for plant fruits to provide.

"Now you try that again. Leon pointed to the cheese in Buckham's hand and said.

The elf still had unswallowed bread in his mouth, and after listening to the words of the blood lion, he took another small bite of cheese, and the taste of the cheese was adjusted by the bread to remove the strong odor, leaving only the sweetness and richness of the dairy product. Without Leon saying anything more, Bakham himself began to eat a bite of bread and cheese.

Seeing the elf in front of him eating the most ordinary food as if he had discovered a new world, the knight chief smiled again. Only this time it wasn't a mockery, but a very peaceful smile that he couldn't tell why he was laughing.

Perhaps it is not a bad thing to have such a servant, Leon thought.