"I'm sorry, I just gave him something to eat because I saw him pitiful. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info" Galen shrugged his shoulders and said, "If you don't want to, forget it." ”

"Food is very precious, it's better to save a little. Rudolph had no sympathy for his captives, after all, they were just commodities he traded for money. "As long as you give them food once every two days, you can do it, and anyway, when you get to the Holy See, you will sentence him to death! ”

Eating too much is also a waste...... Well, Rudolph insisted so much, Galen wouldn't have been hard steel with him, so the captive still had nothing to eat. Because the journey was very tired, everyone was ready to rest early, except for the guards who were in charge of the vigil, and after a short time after eating, they began to huddle together in twos and threes, covered with dirty blankets and prepared to sleep.

In the wilderness, Galen did not think of the night, and although he leaned against the road, he was also afraid that there would be something terrible in the woods, so he planned to clean himself before going to sleep...... You have to keep it, but you have to keep the water inside.

"Kind young master......" Just as Galen turned his back to the road and the tree, a very hoarse voice sounded not far away, and this sudden sound frightened Galen almost cut off the flow, but turned his head to see that it was the prisoner who had been taken by Rudolph. When Galen turned his head to look at him, he hurriedly said, "Can you give me some water?" I haven't had water for five days. ”

Haven't drunk water for five days? Galen couldn't help but refresh his evaluation of Rudolph in his heart, and turned his head to see that he seemed to be asleep, and then he was relieved.

But the captive did not understand Galen's thoughts, and when he saw him look at Rudolph by the fire, he thought that Galen was afraid of the bounty hunter, and hurriedly said, "I have something good to give as a thank-you gift, and I beg you to help me." ”

Galen had already paid the water bill at this time, and when he heard the captive say this, he immediately looked at him suspiciously, Rudolph looked like a wicked man, and was by no means an idiot, how could he not have scavenged the bits and pieces of his body?

"I sewed this thing into the middle of my clothes, so I didn't find it, as long as I could tear open the placket of my clothes, you would find it. Seeing that Galen did not believe him, the captive hurriedly explained.

Galen didn't covet this thing, after all, he was going to the mage academy to make a lot of money, but what was the value of such a hidden thing? This question aroused his curiosity, so he went back and fed the captives some water from his luggage, and then tore open the corner of the placket as he said, and sure enough, an oval bead rolled out.

What kind of treasure is this? Galen has very little knowledge of jewelry, and the size of this bead is neither large nor small, nor smooth, nor dazzling, nor is it transparent at all, and it is obviously not a valuable commodity such as glass jadeite. Galen didn't notice that the bead didn't look good, and it seemed to be fragile, and with just a little force, cracks began to appear on the surface.

Galen suddenly felt a little cold on his body, and the uncomfortable feeling seemed to be a bit like a dirty upper body, although he had never felt this way before, but at this time, he did involuntarily have this kind of imagination. Turning his head to look around, the depths of the woods were normally pitch black, with the occasional cry of an unknown beast or a flash of less conspicuous light.

In the circle of carriages, all the people who should have gone to sleep had already fallen asleep, and only the few who kept vigil were awake except for themselves. The orange-red glow of the fire created a warm atmosphere that made him feel comfortable, and in order to hurry up with the cold and uncomfortable feeling on his body, he hurriedly ran back with the water bladder and got into the sleeping bag he had placed next to the fire.

The warm flames neutralized the cold on Galen's body, and he soon fell asleep, the jewel bead given to him by Rudolph's captive shattered into countless tiny pieces. Galen, who was asleep, frowned, and entered a dream that made him extremely uncomfortable.

It was a dry forest with a gray mist, and Galen walked thoughtlessly in this lifeless woods for a moment before he found himself standing at the water's edge, which was also a gray water, and although it could be seen, it did not reflect even a trace of light. The occasional rippling wave quietly washes over the mud on the shore, only making a slight lapping sound, making the surroundings more and more quiet.

"You're coming......" With a slight sigh, a man appeared beside Galen, so frightened that he jumped sideways like a frightened toad.

Turning his head, Galen saw a bald head in a robe, which was no different from the mage outfit in the fantasy game, Gandalf in "The Lord of the Rings" and Medivan in "Warcraft". So Galen wasn't curious about his clothes, but the intricate patterns on the mage's robes seemed to prove that his identity was very unusual, and what really made him curious was the appearance of this man—not a single hair, not just hair, but eyebrows, beard, and even hair.

"Big ...... Uncle, who are you?" a man without hair on his body was not scary, but it made Galen feel a little disgusted, so he stammered when he asked.

"Uncle, do you call me that?" the bald mage made a smiling expression at Galen's salutation, and asked him. "No one in this world has the guts to call me that. ”

"No matter how good you are, this is my dream, my home field!" Galen didn't like the bald look, but he still had the courage to stare at the only colored part of his vision, and said strongly.

"It seems that you are an interesting person, so I can give you a piece of advice - don't despise anyone who enters your dreams. The bald mage was not angered by Galen's words, but lectured him very seriously, and the image was simply like a teacher in an ideological and political class proving the value of his existence. At the end, I added: "Let me introduce myself, I am the mage Solzhenitsyn." ”

"The legendary evil mage?" Galen was not afraid when he heard the bald man report his name, a person with a name and a surname, instantly became real, even if he was a dangerous person. "You're the cowman wanted by the church. ”

"Mistake one, I'm not an evil mage, but a blasphemous mage, and number two, the church doesn't want you because of you, and the good and necessary reason why they want you is ******** disagreement. Solzhenitsyn clapped his hands after saying this, "I have a serious business looking for you......"