The flatbed of the Magic Tent was ugly and looked like it was about to fall apart at any moment, especially as it was a bumpy ride through the meadows filled with pits and gravel.

But it turns out that the craftsman who usually specializes in catapults is quite reliable, and no matter how the flatbed shakes, there is no sign of it falling apart.

And after a period of getting used to it, the horse gradually got to know the others.

John, a catapult maintenance craftsman, felt that He Boqiang was the most important combat force of the group, and when the evil ghosts caught up, most of the combat matters still had to count on He Boqiang, so he offered to be responsible for catching up with the car, so that He Boqiang could find a chance to rest more.

The barren meadows were littered with fleeing expeditionary soldiers, who had gathered in small groups, all of whom seemed to be on guard against each other, and some knights, who rode their horses across the meadows without stopping for a moment.

Demons can still be seen in the grass in the distance, they take the killing wherever they go, no one wants to stay for a moment, to help those who are targeted by the evil ghosts, maybe some before, but most of the brave ones are dead, and the rest are the ones who want to survive.

The noble knight's name is Trollope, he is a junior construction knight, this time the task is to escort these female swordsmen of the swordsman academy to the Warsaw plane for training, I didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing in the expeditionary force camp, this group of female swordsmen has a total of three magic caravans, and the other two magic caravans have carried most of the female swordsmen in the academy back to Handanar County three days ago, but this magic caravan has some malfunctions not too far from the forest camp and has to return to the forest camp for maintenance.

Not to mention the precious time delayed for three days, it even caught up with the Jedi counterattack of the demon army, and the road leading to Handanar County was crowded with fleeing expeditionary soldiers, and a large number of evil spirits came one after another, and the magic caravan could only choose to drive into the wilderness, on the barren grassland, the ten-meter-long black carriage and four war horses became the primary target of the evil spirits, and after chasing all the way, the slope was finally intercepted by the evil ghosts.

In the battle before that, the knight of Trollope was cut off a leg by the evil ghost and lost the ability to fight, only a few accompanying guards and female swordsmen in the magic caravan faced the evil spirits, most of the female swordsmen were slaughtered by the evil ghosts, and the female swordsmen who were qualified to survive had at least one turn of strength.

Redhead beauty Darcy. Christie was one of them, and their swordsman squad did not suffer many casualties in battle, but the Knight of Trollope did not describe the exact battle in great detail.

Before the demons caught up, everyone stopped by a pool to rest.

The waterhole is not too big, but is made up of three irregular pools connected by the craftsman, John the craftsman, who untied the reins of the Guborai horse and pulled it to the edge of the pool to drink the horse.

He Boqiang checked Beatrice's injury again, the round-faced girl was still unconscious, the wound had not deteriorated further, Miss Hathaway had been guarding Beatrice's side, He Boqiang stretched out his hand, and the palm of his hand released a pale golden divine aura, covering Beatrice's wound, the two-finger-wide wound seemed to be slowly squirming, constantly repairing itself.

Miss Hathaway looked at the scene in front of her in amazement, and in her pupils reflected He Boqiang's extremely focused figure.

John the craftsman helped the knight of Trolope to relieve his hands in the distance, and the noble knight, although he was lame, was still very concerned about this kind of thing.

Sitting on the edge of the flatbed, Miss Hathaway stared at He Boqiang seriously and asked, "Do you know how to heal?" ”

He Boqiang's palm was facing up, allowing Hathaway to see clearly the golden air mass in his palm, and the faint golden glow was very faint, like an orange flame that was constantly burning.

"I don't know if this is a cure or not, in short, there is a kind of qi in my body that can speed up the healing of wounds." He Boqiang glanced at Miss Hathaway and said.

Seeing John the Craftsman and the Knight of Trollope walking into the distance, Miss Hathaway blinked and said to He Boqiang:

"You're little Duck, aren't you? I remember before they said you can't speak. ”

"You remember wrong, Little Dak was killed in the battle of Moyun Ridge, and the other members of the second squad were killed, leaving me alone, my name is Surdak." He Boqiang's eyes trembled, and he pretended to be calm.

Hathaway smiled faintly and said, "Before leaving the expeditionary force camp, I heard Surdak say that you left the camp to deal with personal affairs......"

He Boqiang lowered his head and stopped talking, and the hand on Beatrice's chest also stopped, and Hathaway had no choice but to change his words when he saw this:

“…… Well, Knight Surdak! Although she said this, the expression in her eyes did not seem to approve of this sentence.

Probably wanting to change the subject, Miss Hathaway asked He Boqiang, "...... What happened to Baron Sidney? ”

Hearing Miss Hathaway ask about Baron Sidney, He Boqiang reached out and untied the double-edged sword from his back and handed it to Miss Hathaway.

Just a little out of his expectation, Miss Hathaway had no impression of this big sword that belonged to Baron Sidney, she stared at He Boqiang with a blank face, as if asking: Why are you letting me see this sword?

He Boqiang quietly took back the big sword before saying, "Many people have died in battle, and Baron Sidney has also died in the front line of the Moyunling Bed Crossbow Regiment......

I thought that Miss Hathaway would show a sad expression when she heard the news that Baron Sidney had died in battle, but Miss Hathaway in front of her had an indifferent face and did not show any sad emotions.

“……”

There was a short pause.

He Boqiang couldn't help but ask Miss Hathaway: "You don't seem particularly sad about the death of your fiancé?" ”

Miss Hathaway squinted, and there was a touching beauty in her turquoise eyes.

A cut was made on the shoulder of the thorn-tailed crystal lion skin armor on her body, and the rounded shoulders were exposed from the inside, and the white skin was as delicate as mutton fat, so that He Boqiang couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Miss Hathaway didn't pay attention to He Boqiang's presumptuous eyes.

"This is the second time we've met, how do you think I should feel?" Miss Hathaway glanced at He Boqiang.

She seemed to be caught in a faint memory, those beautiful eyes drifting to the clouds in the sky.

continued: "He's a good constructed knight, and if someone in the family wants to take him in, then someone in the family needs to come forward and marry him, and this time it's just my turn." ”

Then she couldn't help laughing, and said, "Actually, I don't know anything about him, except that he has several lovers in the city of Highlandza, and I hear that he took one of them to the military camp in Warsaw. ”

Half of her long golden hair was cut off by the devil on the back of her head, she simply cut the remaining hair into shoulder-length short hair, and tied it with a hairband at the back of her head, which looked neat and neat, and then sorted out her mood, glanced at He Boqiang with some complicated applications, and said:

"You're right...... Even if I am an ordinary friend, I should be sad to hear such bad news. ”

"But I don't really feel any ...... right now."

"Really! It's like dying someone who has nothing to do with me, or feeling a little lighter...... Or maybe it's a relief for me, and if I'm in Bena City, hearing this, I think I'll run out with Beatrice for a drink at this point. ”

"I'm more curious about you than about him, and I know my memory is not out of order." Her voice was crisp and pleasant, and her eyes were full of curiosity.

“……”

With a hint of cunning in her eyes, she said to He Boqiang: "You are clearly the little Duck who can't speak, but now you are using your friend's name, maybe you think you can take his position and wealth in this way?" ”

He Boqiang thought that Miss Hathaway had compromised, but he didn't expect her to bring it up again.

For this kind of soul torture, He Boqiang didn't know how to answer for a while, and was thinking about how to answer.

Miss Hathaway leaned into He Boqiang's ear and lowered her voice and said, "If there is no reasonable explanation, I will write to the Judge Advocate General's Office of the Bednar Regiment to report you, and I will not compromise so easily." ”

As he spoke, his rosy lips were filled with a faint smile.

：。 ：m.x