Chapter 137: The Sound

"On a fireplace, there are three cats. They snore every day, but they are surrounded by milk. Oh, the three cats on the fireplace~ What's wrong?Boy, do you have an opinion on this song?" Cat owners may enjoy the feeling of their furry and bearded friends crawling over them, but for someone who has no experience with this, the hairy, warm touch of a cat is unsettling. Batuu was the one who would be restless, so when Kairas lay on his back and put his head over his shoulder, the corners of the falconer's mouth turned downward, as if he was enduring something.

"I didn't, it's you who are too sensitive. Batu replied casually, riding his newfound mount, and without the reins, it was not easy for the rider to control the direction of the horse. And you don't need to be too familiar with the horse to feel that this not very strong mare is quite dissatisfied with the weight on his body.

"It's better to be so. You have to know, I don't sing when I want to, who made you both so boring, and I'm so far away from dear Taran. "The cat fairy is like a stage actor, expressing his emotions with exaggerated body movements and words, even though the distance he says is only about ten steps away. There was no way around it, who let the stallion named Harold IV refuse to carry anyone other than Lothar and Atta, and it didn't even allow the cat to approach it.

"I think you'd better say less, what do you say? Anyway, when you're on a horse and the reins aren't in your hand, you have to know when to shut up. The gray-robed wizard sitting in the back tried to calm down the cat goblins, he didn't think Batu would really throw them down, but the rider's distraction would lead to an accident.

"Interesting, because I've heard a different version, especially when the person behind you puts the dagger against your waist. "Kailas jumped off Batuu's back and bared a mouth full of teeth at the mage, a few sharp, a few less aggressive, and in general, the cat goblin's teeth were more human than cat-like.

Cheese raised an eyebrow at this discovery, and as for the somewhat threatening words that came out of the other party's mouth, he just ignored them. This cat is like this, sometimes it looks calm and wise, but when it turns its face, it becomes a child, and perhaps this kind of thinking performance also shows that they are closer to the beast side. No, maybe it's closer to the goblin side. Thinking about it, making Cheese's eyes lose focus, the cat fairy was keenly aware of this, and after waving his hand twice in front of Cheese without reacting, the cat fairy pouted and lost interest.

"Can we see the tribe today?" the cat that had climbed back on Batuu's back began to ask again, the fifth time he had asked this question today.

Batu closed his eyes and took a breath, trying to overcome the urge to take off the things on his back and throw them out, mainly because he knew that Kairas would be able to dodge the moment he stretched out his hand, and if the latter wanted to, he would have a few more scratches on his hands, "I'm not sure, the location of the tribes will change, although I have the general migration path of the nearby tribes in my head, but the year is different. No one can say where they will be this year. ”

The cat fairy shook his beard, of course he knew about it, of course he knew that he was much older on the grassland than the herdsman in front of him. It's just that this doesn't calm down that naturally active heart, and Kairas himself sometimes reflects on whether this is because of his personality, or if he has become more and more like a real cat in recent years? His ears trembled slightly, and the cat fairy subconsciously wanted to hold down the hat on his head to cover the sun, but his hat had already disappeared when he was fighting with the monster on the sky. Now he doesn't have good eyesight in the sun. "Someone is coming. Riding a horse. ”

Batu's eyes narrowed, he didn't doubt the information given by his companion, at least the cat goblins had never joked about such things. It's just that the intelligence that someone came on horseback was not enough to make the next judgment, so he could only look at the cat goblin, hoping that the latter would give more information.

This reaction made Kaelas quite unhappy, "What do you see me doing? I can hear the sound of metal clashing and I'm already trying, what are you expecting me to do? Fly up to the sky like that big bird and come back to tell you how many people are in either direction, and how many pockmarks they have on their faces?"

Batu could only stop his horse and raise his hand to signal Lothar behind him. Then he turned and dismounted, his steps as light as a swallow, and his sheepskin-soled boots did not make any audible sound. But that's when air is used as a medium. Pastoralists have long understood that sound travels much farther in the earth than in the air, which is one of the reasons for believing that the earth's crust is empty. And for skilled hunters and scouts, it doesn't matter what the truth is, the actual application of this technique can expand their hearing by more than ten times.

The sound of horses' hooves, dense, scattered, mixed with the sound of human footsteps. Not on the march, but more like letting the horses walk on their own. This means that the other party has not yet discovered them, good news. Direction, south-west, where the grassland extends widely, the closest is the former Shale III, but if it is to attend the funeral of the wolf lord, they will not take this road.

"How's the situation?" asked Lothar, who had come down from his horse, and waited for Batu to stand up, he knew how to listen to the land, but to draw more usable results from what he heard, he needed to know the local customs and people. That's where he is inferior to Batu.

"Unclear. It may be passing, there are horses and people, but there is not much baggage, not like a tribal migration or for war. It's possible that it's some kind of ritual procession. ”

"Would you like to take a look?" Lothar suggested, although the grassland was flat, the elevation between the terrain still existed, and it was perfectly possible for the two of them to observe the team from a distance without revealing their bodies.

"The shaman said we were in a hurry, and maybe it was better to keep going. By shaman, Batu meant cheese. In the grasslands, good spellcasters are called shamans, and only bad spellcasters are called shamans.

"Then you'd better get that cat back, because he's already run over. Lothar shrugged her shoulders and gestured to the swaying grass with the afterglow of her eyes. Of course, they could not have had to make a fuss, but Kailas, who had already been exhausted by a boring journey, would not.