As the sun sets, three hungry poor ghosts take a break under the poplar bushes. www.biquge.info Without horses, Steven had to do the rough work of gathering branches and firewood, which he tucked under his armpits and piled them together, tied them with vines he found, and then picked up a large pile of dry grass to make a fire, and carried everything back to camp on foot.

Alan and Sersi hunt for dinner with a stolen hunting bow. "Nature has given us endless food and water, and the lost birds will eventually become our dinner, so come, join me in thanking the Namu gods!" Alan said to Sersi after shooting a turtledove from the tree.

"It's not like we're lost. Sersi told Eren this after picking up the hapless turtledove.

It's been a week since the escape from your, and without horses, it would have taken them a week to get there, and any long path forest now seems to be endless.

On top of that, they had to be on the lookout for the Flame Legion, which forced them to go out day and night, to travel in the darkness of the night, and when the sun rose, they retreated into the jungle, climbed a tree, or took refuge in a hollow ancient tree struck by lightning.

"Don't hang your head, it's a blessing to have cooked food," Alan chewed on the crunchy turtledove leg and swallowed the bones into his stomach, "Let me think about it, eh..... We don't think we had a fire in four days, right?"

"yes, you trampled on our last campfire four days ago. Sersi handed the water bag to Steven, and wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, "If it weren't for the clever little ghost who learned to make a fire with pine oil, we'd probably have to swallow these disgusting creatures alive by now." He pointed to the half-rabbit leg in his hand and cast an approving glance at the red-haired wizard.

"It's a lot easier than reviving those Border Knights!" Steven laughed. He took the water bag, raised his neck and poured a large mouthful, smoothing the greasy turtledove meat into his stomach, burping contentedly.

"We have to thank Your Excellency 'Half a Bottle of Vinegar', if it weren't for him, I'm afraid we would have been imprisoned in the dungeon again. Alan shrugged, "Still, I'd rather stay with Mike, at least someone to bring food and water, and not worry about the pursuers, it's just a little darker." ”

"Hell, I don't want to stay in that damn place!" Selsi took half of the roasted hare from the campfire, his eyebrows furrowed, "If we stay there, we'll just be left to fate, now-"

"--Isn't it the same now?" Allen continued, "is it any difference? the army is gone, and the townspeople are gone, except for the two .....of us," he turned to look at Steven, "and 'half a bottle of vinegar,' and the rest of the people are all missing." He sighed, "Now we are like ghosts, running away from the sun, when will this ghost day be the end?"

"When you stop complaining," Sersi laughed in Kenny's tone, "at least we know where Mike is, where the army is, and of course, Winnie, as for the lords....." He suddenly put away his smile, "We'll find him someday, he's still alive, Sir Duck saw it with his own eyes, didn't he?"

"That's the only good news. Alan looked up at the stars in the sky and muttered to himself.

"Kenny isn't in the sky, what's there to see. Hurry up, continue the story from last time. Sersi nibbled on the fragrant rabbit meat as she urged, "Hey, little ghost, where did he last go?"

"The Flame King stabbed his wife to death with a flaming sword, and when it came across blood, that sword became a pile of scrap metal....." Steven scratched his red hair, "I guess that's all there is to it, wasn't it interrupted by the pursuers?"

"This isn't a mother's bedside story, man. Alan retracted his gaze and looked across the campfire at Sercy, "This is what the hapless priest said himself, and I bet it's true!"

"Reforge a legendary weapon with human heart and blood?" Selsi laughed, "Don't believe these nonsense, Nipur has similar legends, but the bards make it up differently every time." I'd rather believe that tomorrow when the sun rises, we hide in the woods and find the lord back with the god Namu, who has brought with him roast sheep's trotters and good wine....."

"My lord, I also believe that this is true. "In the early years, I followed a knight through the city of your, and the people in the tavern said so, and since the story has been handed down, it is true, and there may be some deviations from the facts, but it is often not unfounded, after all, there is no wind and no waves." ”

"In the early years?" Sersi poked the red-haired wizard's head with his finger, "How old are you, little ghost?"

"There is still a month to go, sir. "But six years ago, I traveled to Sumer with a knight to be his squire, and I had no money to receive, but three meals a day was enough!"

"True or not, we can't hand over Linde right now, because it's an indisputable fact that those guys are going to kill Linde. Under the maroon hair, Allen's honey-colored eyes surveyed the darkness around him, "Man, we need to think about whether we should continue to look for Linde or find a way to get Mike and Winnie out after dodging the group of fleas behind us." ”

"You mean, when we finally crawl out of this fire pit, we will find a way to jump back?" Sersi glanced at the red-haired imp beside him, and then at the dark forest behind him, "I'd rather go to the lord and wait until we find him, and then we'll figure it out together, and the old guy didn't give us a time limit, did he?"

"But your is in a civil war," Alan frowned, "even if God Namu favors us and we find a lord, so what? He is nothing now, there is an empty lord title, and he alone will not make any difference." He fastened his wolf-striped cloak and stood up from the campfire, "Maybe by then, your little lover will be done by then!

"But the lord and the queen of Assyria are together. Sersi stood by his guns.

"It's the former queen, not the queen, and now Assyria is the two-faced man. Alan strapped the black steel sword back to his waist and rubbed his hands together in the darkness, "I know you want to say she's a wizard, right?" He smiled briefly, turning his head to look at Steven who was adding wood to the fire, "Hey, don't be busy, little ghost!"

"Yes, sir. Steven straightened up, the firewood in his hand falling to the ground.

"Tomorrow, I'll get you a good horse, promise me, go and defeat the Flame Legion, okay?" Alan looked at the red-haired wizard and smiled malice.