"What are you talking about, impossible!" Captain Erlan's huge roar could be heard from a long distance: "Absolutely impossible, how can you let her return to the team." ”

The assembly time has come, the procession has been regrouped, and the most critical wagon problem has been solved. Rams, the mercenary who originally said that he was waiting in the rest area, took the initiative to introduce several caravans from the Knowledge Capital, and the goods of these caravan owners were basically sold out, and there were enough vehicles to sell to the wedding party to alleviate their embarrassing and crowded situation. Erlan was initially suspicious of such a good thing to be delivered to the door, but after discovering that several of the caravans were teams that had been working with the City Guard for many years, and that Rams was the guarantor of the military organizer of the mobile market, Erlan accepted the much-needed gift after carefully inspecting the vehicles.

But before she could be happy, Catherine, who had returned on time, brought a tiyì that shocked her. Looking at the casual Messeides and Catherine's group in front of them, Captain Erlan, who was in his forties, felt that he could no longer understand the way of thinking of young people now.

Catherine reluctantly pulled Erlan aside and muttered an explanation for nearly ten minutes before Erlan reluctantly agreed to Mersedes' request to return to the team. However, the city guards were happy, because each of them was given thirty gold coins as compensation for the hard work of the past few days.

As a super metropolis, the strength of the city guards far exceeds that of other affiliated small and medium-sized cities, and the composition of grassroots personnel is about half of the sturdy and powerful ordinary people, and the other half are low-level professionals. The monthly salary of these people also varies according to the level of their position, but basically, except for the middle level of the four silver ranks, the monthly salary of the rest of the people is between ten and thirty gold coins, and the salary is not high, but it is better to be stable. In this way, the thirty gold coins each person received are equivalent to an extra income of one to three months. This made everyone in this group of young city guards laugh from ear to ear, and if it weren't for the fact that the scene didn't allow it, they really wanted to cheer around the four people of the adventure group.

"You see how happy everybody is. Catherine clasped her hands on her chest, admiring the happy faces of the crowd, and said to Erlan: "Don't worry, a few of us have discussed this possibility very cautiously before, the risk is almost non-existent, you don't need to worry about it." ”

"Actually, I also know that there shouldn't be an accident. Erlan nodded: "It's not easy to accept psychologically for a while." ”

"Haha, just get used to it. Catherine smiled and ran back to her team to accept the team's thanks.

Had lunch. As soon as he was ready, Erlan did not let the team members reload the gifts, but still put them in the two vacant passenger cars, maintaining the crowded status quo, repeatedly declining Rams's invitation to stay overnight and recuperate, and hurried on the road despite the fatigue of the afternoon. In the afternoon, after walking thirty kilometers in a hurry, the scouts sent before and after did not find anything abnormal, and Erlan was relieved. The conductors began to set up camp and repacked the gifts in the cart to restore them to their original state as much as possible.

Many of the City Guards couldn't help but understand the meaning of Elllan's orders, and they just obeyed the rules of the Guard. However, the four members of the adventure group knew Erlan's worries, and according to everyone's analysis, the attacks encountered along the way were likely to come from mercenaries, and the mercenaries were in charge of policing in the mobile market. With a large number of troops, the leader of this group of mercenaries did not know about the attack. Their identities are also destined to be almost impossible to participate in the attack, but for the sake of insurance, they still have to be cautious and leave as soon as possible.

The progress of loading is not smooth, after all, it is easy to unload things and transfer them to other places, but it is not so simple to rearrange things, even if it is not required to restore the original state, but the stacking is not so neat as the ups and downs of the vehicle and shaking and collision is also a technical work, this technical work lasted for a long time, until the three rounds of the moon have risen, dinner has already been prepared when it is barely completed, tired for an afternoon The team members almost did not even have the mind to eat, the only idea was to fall asleep.

However, the four members of the adventure group, who had been very leisurely and did not participate in any work, were very relaxed, and the simple trip without any battles was not much different from resting at home for everyone, and several people were still very interested in forming a circle around Freya's carriage, and by the bright moonlight, Pannis gently plucked the bowstring, and a simple and bright music flowed from between the bowstrings, and each jumping note seemed to tell a happy love affair.

"There was a young man named Ragnar, who was born in a secluded and peaceful nameless town, la, la, where the four seasons are like spring full of flowers, and where the girls are amorous and beautiful and picturesque. Although Pannis's voice was low, with the help of music, it seemed as if there was a quiet and peaceful out-of-this-world town without disputes, with happy smiles on everyone's faces, and there was no sorrow, no trouble, only kind neighbors and sweet girls.

"This is good, this is good. Freya in the carriage clapped her hands and laughed: "You still shirked letting you sing, I didn't expect you to sing so well." What kind of lyrics are these, I've never heard them before, and they don't follow the rhythm of the official track, like a folk song, but they don't sound bad. ”

"Hundreds of years ago, it was popular among bards. Pannis's fingers flicked through the door, and replied casually: "However, after this form became more and more popular, the lyrics became more and more vulgar, and in the end they lost their original artistry, and the result could only disappear from the world." But I happen to know an elf who can fill in these kinds of lyrics, and I learned it from her. ”

"Okay, it's a happy and beautiful love song. Freya emphasized her request: "Don't be a love song, don't be happy, but you agreed." ”

"As you wish. At the end of the door, Pannis sang again: " Ragnar grew up day by day, the eyes of the gods always favored him, the amorous god of beauty gave him a handsome appearance, the mighty god of war gave him a strong body, the omniscient god of wisdom gave him a smart mind, the fearless god of hunting gave him a brave will, la, la, lala, ragnar grew up day by day, and the beautiful girls always loved him, but our handsome ragnar, handsome ragnar, washed away the girls' watery tenderness, and walked out of the town where he grew up, lala, lala, he had a grand wish, he wanted to find the most beautiful love, he wanted to find the most beautiful princess, he wants to offer the most beautiful flowers to the princess in his heart, la, la......"

"Hey, are you talking about me?" The music sounded again, and Freya couldn't help but smile in her heart, and said with a grin: "Mr. Pannis, you're too bad to make up a song to say bad things about me." ”

"Hey, you still don't listen. Vivien protested dissatisfiedly, "Don't interrupt the story casually. ”

"The handsome Ragnar, the heroic Ragnar, for the best love, bravely took his own steps, lala, lala, the handsome Ragnar, crossed the mountains, crossed the rivers, lala, the heroic Ragnar, defeated the attack of the thieves, cut off the minions of the monster. Ragnar, Ragnar, Lala, after thousands of kilometers, finally came to the forest at the end of the sky, lala, the beautiful elf princess is the most beautiful flower in the forest. The handsome Ragnar, who took away the princess's heart, the heroic Ragnar, completed the test of the elves, lala, lala, he finally fulfilled his heart's wish, he finally found it, Ragnar, Ragnar, he and the princess made a vow of love, and they will always be together in this life, never separated. ”

As soon as the tune turned, it gradually faded, leaving only the lingering sound still echoing in everyone's ears.

"Bang bang. The ladies applauded this popular but warm song, and Lina couldn't help but say: "Cross-racial love, beautiful elves and handsome humans, this is the most beautiful dream in the girl's heart." ”

But Freya in the carriage was silent for a long time, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Pannis, what happened later?"

"Huh, isn't this story over?" asked Catherine, "Isn't that the standard ending?"

"I think it's endless. Freya said calmly, "Yes, Mr. Pannis?"

"The song is over, but the story is not over. Pannis smiled faintly: "Do you want to continue listening?"

"Of course. Freya said, "Mr. Pennis wants me to hear it too, doesn't he?"

"Okay, but there's no music to accompany it, so let's just tell a story. Pannis, who was originally in a sitting position, lay down on his back, pillowed his hands and said leisurely: "Like all princes and princesses love stories, Ragnar and the elf princess spent a wonderful day, every qiē was so perfect, until one day, Ragnar said to the princess, let's get married." The happiness came so suddenly that the princess was extremely shy, so she left an answer that she would discuss the wedding when they met again, and ran away with her face covered. ”

"It's normal. Lina, who is most interested in novels and stories, listened very attentively and couldn't help but comment: "Girls are always shy at this time, just wait for her to calm down for a while." ”

"Yes, so the princess fell into sweetness and shyness in her own palace, and it was not until many, many days later that she regained her composure. Pannis's voice gradually became low and mysterious: "When the princess finally left her palace and came to look for Ragnar, she suddenly found something that made her desperate, her favorite Ragnar became an uncle in his forties, and his hair was gray. ”

"Huh? What a weird development. The girls' eyes widened, "Why is this happening?" ”

"I see. Catherine reacted the fastest, and couldn't help but reach out and punch Pannis a few times to vent her anger: "You guy really deserves to fight." (To be continued......)

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