"I heard that the black gold licenses issued by the academy are getting fewer and fewer, do you think that the mage is already dispensable? You see, we can make you have nothing to do, why don't you bring that 'bang' thing? It is said that the academy makes a lot of money by selling this thing. Samuel craned his neck and made a motion that was shaken by the fire.

"Can a dispensable pig run a hundred meters with a black gold license?" Durag looked disdainful.

"Got it, people like you are really expensive to say. Samuel stretched out his hand to stop his accomplice who wanted to beat people, "But why do I think you are a little ignorant of current affairs and have been joking with your own life?"

"What kind of mess?" said Durag, frowning.

Samuel suddenly glanced at his accomplice, and the man flashed his dagger and tiptoed towards the bushes beside him, apparently sensing movement behind the trees. As soon as Durag cried out in his heart, he saw the man bring out his donkey.

"I said, how can a man come here on foot? Look at what the donkey has had. Samuel instructed his accomplice, who swung a knife into the donkey's backpack, and the contents fell to the ground with a thrash of the ensuing churn. Seeing that the few children he had hidden had been picked up again, Durag unconsciously cursed. This helpless look made Samuel smile.

"Thank you for your support of the Protectorate. He teased Durag with his words, and his eyes glanced back at his accomplices. I saw the guy rummaging through the belongings picking up a padlock tin box from the ground and shaking it up and down to make a noise. And this time, Durag couldn't sit still any longer.

"Hey, you monkey, don't mess around with my things!" Durag roared. He forgot about his situation for a moment, and was about to get up with his hands on the ground. Samuel shoved him in the chest, causing him to sit back in place. After a while, the lock on the box was picked open, and the guy holding it looked surprised and turned out the contents - it was all Durag's "eating" guy, a few bottles of potions, bandages, medical tweezers, and so on.

"Samuel, it's all the doctor's stuff!" the man shouted. The eyes of the other two changed in an instant because of these words, and four burning gazes kept wandering over Durag and Samuel. Samuel's mouth widened slightly, as if stunned, until his accomplice handed him the open box, and his face regained its sly color.

"I can't see it, you're a doctor, I thought there would be a firearm or something out of the box. ”

"What's the matter?, disappointed?" said Durag.

"No, I'm happy, I've always wanted to make friends with doctors...... I thought, I have to invite you to my house. ”

In the early afternoon of the same day, Durag followed Samuel and the others to a town. The place seemed to have been shelled, and the houses on both sides of the street were in tatters, and the pavement was littered with detached walls and debris of bricks and wood. A gust of dusty wind greeted him, and Durag was unfortunate enough to scold his gray right eye and cough. The simple trick worked quickly, but it also drew Samuel's attention once more.

"Are you alright?" Samuel leaned up to break Durag's eyelids, but Dulag opened them with a crossarm elbow.

"Come on, don't be pretending to be polite!"

"Okay, then you should be careful...... Now this place is a step two steps away and stumbling. Samuel shrugged his shoulders. He turned to lead the way, and sighed after taking a few steps, "Well, I wasn't qualified to live here before. Look at the streets on both sides, the first time I came back here, there were shops on both sides, and the shelves were piled up with colorful things, and I was stupid to look at as a hillbilly......"

"Is it Komatsu Creek after all? Durag said absent-mindedly. As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Samuel's gaze fall again.

"Do you know this, could it be that you are still a native of Chijun?"

"yes, do you have any comments?"

"Then we should be more enthusiastic. Samuel smiled and winked at his accomplice.

Originally, the two who were just blocking Durag's retreat from left and right willingly echoed a few kind words, and they got close to Dulag, and they almost hooked up with him. This gesture made Durag look disgusted, he shook off the two of them, and choked, "Are you an idiot? I said that I didn't come here, if you really want to make me happy, why don't you let me go?" and kill the guy I just cured...... Is he capable of killing you with his backhand? Or does he have the ability to ventilate? He's not from Akagi?"

The thought of what had happened made Durag's head burn. He remembered very well how Samuel had dealt with the wounded soldier by the river—and he slashed the man in the back because the man had grabbed him by the ankle.

The blood was bubbling into the river like a ribbon, and the fishy dagger rubbed against the stone and sheathed it. Now, these executioners are almost like no one?

Durag's tearing eyes left several people trying to improve their relationship speechless. A gust of wind lifted the brim of Samuel's hat, and he pressed it down, leaving no smile on his face.

"Without my knife, that guy wouldn't be far from death. ”

Durag was stunned, and then asked, "Don't tell me anything about the fact that people are inherently dead, and that dying and dying can mean the same thing?"

Samuel closed his eyes tiredly, and he turned to move forward, leaving himself and Durag behind. Seeing this, several of the accompanying accomplices looked at each other for a moment, not knowing whether to drag Durag forward forcefully or stop there. Luckily, Samuel stopped again.

"Don't force him. Samuel sneered slightly, and then said to Durag: "Whether you are happy or not, I can remind you of a word, you know how many dark cards have just passed in this place, if you don't want to come with me and prepare to go around by yourself, I guarantee that your little life will be over in less than half a day, and if you are willing to come with me, I will let you see what kind of people really need treatment, little doctor." ”

The contemptuous remark at the end of Samuel's words made Durag jump to his feet, and he saw that the few guys who had held him hostage really let go, and even the donkey was given to him to stay, only to feel a bad breath in his chest. After spitting on the ground in frustration, Durag had no choice but to chase after Samuel.

For the next period of time, several people just buried their heads in the past, and the half-ruined Little Pine Creek was like a strange stone forest, silently watching the few people walking through their bellies. Durag listened to the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing the rubble bricks, and sighed that the silence was all an illusion. A moment ago, he had just cast a spell, only to find that there was a secret whistle hidden in the pile of broken rubble on the roof of a nearby building.