Dozens of caravans whirled through the desert, end to end, looking like a long black snake from a distance. Many pilgrims riding sand lizards galloped in front of and behind the convoy, their resolute expressions, their cloaks fluttering, and their small, polished round shields shimmering brightly in the setting sun.

Merlin Avery sat in the back of one of the caravans, taking a sip of water as he spread pale gray cheese on the hard pastry. Opposite him, the pilgrim Kenobi Hawkeye, who had finished his reconnaissance mission, was also eating dinner, and in front of them was a few cactus fruits that looked bright red but tasteless, in addition to hard dough and gray cheese.

The bread was quite laborious to eat, and the taste of the cheese had a sour smell of overfermentation, and Avery finally ate half full, and hurriedly drank some more water, rinsing the strange smell in his mouth. Kenobi Hawkeye was different, he slowly ate all the food in front of him, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and then smiled.

"You're acting like a pampered young master, Mr. Avery. There was a hint of ridicule in his tone, "It seems that following the caravan into the desert has left no mark on you." ”

"Really? I don't think so. Avery shrugged his shoulders quietly, "In my opinion, it's because your tribe's cooks are so poor." The dough is dry and hard, almost like a stone, and the cheese must have gone bad, right?"

"This is the taste of the sand lizard's milk, and after making it into cheese, it tastes a little better, and it is wonderful to drink it directly. Kenobi snorted, as if recalling some unbearable past, and his face turned a little pale.

"Is this the cheese of the sand lizard?" said Avery's face was a little wrong, and there seemed to be a sour water brewing in his throat, "Don't you have milk or goat's milk? ”

"Cows and sheep can't survive in the desert, and camels are a few, but milk is mainly supplied to the elderly, children and the sick. Kenobi explains, "From the headmen to the pilgrims to the VIPs, there is only gray cheese from the sand lizards to eat. ”

"Slow down, slow down, the camp is almost here!" a lizard rider sped past the caravan, shouting and waving his perforated wooden staff in his hand, making a loud buzzing sound. "Slow down, get ready!"

"It's finally here. ”

Kenobi whistled, and the sand lizard that belonged to him quickly came over and hitched its hideous head on the back of the caravan. Being watched by a pair of reptilian vertical pupils at such a close distance was a new experience for Avery Avery, who knew that the sand lizard was well domesticated, but Avery still had a nervous feeling of cold fingertips and a fried scalp.

"Mr. Avery, will you rest first, or will you go to the head man first?" said Kenobi, turning over and hopping on his mount, but not fastening the leather cord from his saddle.

This is not unusual, for many riders who are not skilled at riding, it is important to fasten the piso to prevent them from falling off the bumpy sand lizard's back, but for a seasoned pilgrim like Kenobi, it is completely unnecessary - they will only wear the piso when they are on patrol and combat duty.

"First of course, to meet your leader. "I don't want to stay in this desolate desert for too long, hey, Mr. Kenobi, if I want to return to civilization, how many days will it take me to get there?"

"How many days?" said a strange smile to Kenobi's face, "the distance between Kolpal and the civilized country is not something that can be measured in days. Let's put it this way, if you pay enough to hire a whole group of pilgrims to act as guides and escorts, you will be able to see the borders of civilization in about two months, and of course God will have to give you a good weather. ”

Avery was silent for a moment, he really didn't expect that he was so far away from civilization. The damage caused by mental overdraft is not trivial, even the magic box cannot provide a potion to heal mental damage, and if you can't return to the civilized country, it is almost impossible to contact the wisdom capital.

"Looks like I'm going to be a guest in the Walking Clan for a while. Avery sighed a little distressedly, "Mr. Kenoby, please lead the way, I can't wait to meet your leader." ”

The Jianbu tribe is a desert barbarian tribe with unique customs, and does not advocate force, but is very interested in all kinds of customs and anecdotes. However, among the many tribes of the Rusar Gobi, few tribes would attack the caravan of the Jianbu tribe, because in a sense, without the Jianbu tribe to spread the news and trade supplies, the life of many desert barbarian tribes would be much more difficult than it is now.

Accompanied by Kenobi Hawkeye, Avery met the tall, thin man nicknamed "Stareye" in the largest and sturdiest caravan in the tribe, a tall, thin man with a distinctive crooked and hooked beard, always smiling, and blue eyes that seemed to be able to read through people's hearts.

"Welcome, Mr. Avery. The Stitou spoke in a mild tone, his lingua franca so clear that the distinctive accent of the desert barbarians was barely audible, "It's hard to find a traveler like you near Colpal...... Are you an apothecary, from the Holy Red Empire, or the Dragon's Coast, or the Bacsar Islands?"

In the face of such a knowledgeable scholar, Avery was several times more careful not to make up his origins. "I'm from the Holy Red Empire, Steptu, and perhaps you haven't heard of my hometown, a small city called Minnesota. ”

"The Minnesota city-state of Holy Red?ah, I've heard of this place, it's not a small city. "The city-state of Minnesota, consisting of the city of Borshire and twelve small and medium-sized towns, is the fifth largest city-state in the Holy Red Empire, especially Blaufrey's College in the city of Borshire. Mr. Avery, did you have knowledge of alchemy from this academy?"

Avery was secretly wary, but at least there was no unnatural expression on his face. "The foundation part belongs to Brunfry College, but it's just the foundation. As he spoke, he opened his satchel and pulled out what little metal powder was left, empty potion bottles, and a whole set of well-made alchemic instruments.

"Mr. Kenobi saved my life, Steptou, I want to repay you with my powers, are there any injured or sick people in the tribe? (To be continued.) )