Arcanis stood up and looked at the group of refugees, corpses at her feet, legendary scimitars glowing in the cold white of the winter sun. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The number of refugees in the info group is about fifty or so, and the pace has slowed down. She approached the group of refugees with a scimitar, which looked better than the previous one, with few yellow-faced and thin men, and a few young men with homemade spears in their hands.

Arcanes walked over to the crowd and stood still,

"You need a man with a weapon to protect you. The girl with the broken arm said, "Give me food to live on, and I will protect you." ”

"No need for strangers. The leader of the refugees, a calm middle-aged man, looked suspiciously at Arcanis' empty left sleeve, "We have brave lads who don't need a one-handed woman to protect us. ”

"It's no use to say more, I just killed eight robbers, and their bodies are on the edge of the hill. With that, Arcanis pointed to the young men in the group, "Do you expect those who can't even hold spears to protect your food?"

"What are you talking about? pockmarked face! Your face is going to make my sow sick to the stomach when I see it. ”

A tall young man shouted, his nose and face swollen and he looked like he had been beaten a lot.

"Come here, I don't mind adding another bruise to your face. She pointed her finger at them defiantly, "If you don't accept it, look at your group of decay, as if you have been kicked by a horse's foot." ”

"You're looking for death. They were furious and walked forward.

"Enough. The middle-aged man raised his hand to stop the young people in the group, "What the hell are you trying to do? Cut our throats in the middle of the night, or take us to an ambush circle?"

"Cut your throat?" Arcanis shook his head, "If I had the idea, I could have snatched all of your stuff right now." ”

"Phew!"

The tall young man spat and beckoned his companion to join him.

Arcanis easily dodged their spears, slamming them in the face and kicking them in the joints of their legs, knocking them to the ground.

"Huh?"

She kicked the spear aside from the ground and looked at the middle-aged leader, who could see the hungry green light in her eyes.

He pondered for a moment, "We do need more people to protect our poor property. ”

"No! she must be a spies of the robbers. The tall young man, rising from the dusty ground, said.

"Do you need a spy like you?" said the leader with a blue face, "How many people were robbed of food the day before yesterday?"

"We ate too little to fight. ”

"Shut up and know how to eat all day long. ”

"I haven't eaten in a week. Arcanis said, "Now, give me something to eat." The robber's body is on the hill, and there are some weapons, you can take them if you want. ”

The middle-aged leader turned, pulled out a small bag of food from one of the guys' bags, and handed it to Arkanis solemnly, as if it contained gold. She opened it and saw that it was filled with oats and grass grains. Arcanis had never eaten such coarse food, but hunger was the best seasoning. She finished the bag in a few bites, her stomach squirming frantically, and she pulled off the bites.

Arcanis talked with the leader for a while and got to know each other.

Refugees moved to the west of the empire because other places were not allowed to pass through, and the empire promised to have food supplies as soon as they reached their destination. When it came to that promise, the girl with the broken arm could feel that the atmosphere of despair among the people was a little more hopeful, like a breeze blowing into a bitter mist.

A few daring refugees went to get their booty, and Arcanis took the opportunity to ask for another ration. The leader's face was extremely blue, and the messy brown beard on it looked ready to stand on end in anger. Eventually, Arcanis gets another ration, half of which she eats, feeds half to her cats, and follows the group of refugees.

Melly (1) is lying on her shoulder, her head bowed and eating the food in the palm of her hand. The hungry eyes of the refugees were fixed on the cat on her shoulder.

"What a weird woman. ”

"Ugly and uncompassionate, he doesn't give food to cats. ”

"A vicious woman, only a beast is willing to be with her. ”

Even though Arcanis cut off his long ears, their whispers were audible. She squinted and didn't say anything.

"Daddy, Daddy. ”

A childish voice sounded, and Arcanis noticed a child in the group. He tugged at his father's sleeve and pointed at the white-haired woman with an innocent smile, "Is she also playing a game of grabbing things with us?"

"Not true. The father leaned down and smiled, as if to introduce the child to a playful game, "She is a good knight, remember the plays we have seen? ”

But she knocked her brothers down. His voice grew frustrated, "Are we going to be deducted points?" ”

"Of course not. The father smiled and said, "The brothers were deducted points, and they were deducted 30 points. ”

The child reassured, and his brown-black eyes turned to stare at Melly. A pair of round eyes are full of longing.

"Do you want to touch it?" the girl with the broken arm thought the father and son were amused, and asked closer.

"Thank you!"

The child jumped up for joy, and reached out and touched the cat's head, and Melly gave him a blank look.

"Can I hug me?"

He tilted his head and looked at Arcanis's ugly pockmarked face, the girl with a broken arm could not refuse a child's request. So he put Melly in his arms.

"You're such a nice guy. ”

Arcanis looked at him, he was a middle-aged human, with black hair, a large nose, and a mustache. Wearing a bloated cotton jacket, it was stained with the yellow dust of suffering. The haggard face didn't look much better than the others, but there was not much misery in the brown-black clever eyes. Mouth under the mustache with an optimistic smile.

"Almost. She said, looking at the child who was happily touching Melly and happily singing nursery rhymes.

"How old are you?"

"Six years old. His tone was full of pride, "His name is little Ramon, and he is my first son. ”

"Then you're Big Ramon?"

"Wonderful reasoning, but my name is Ramon. What's your name?"

"Kanis. ”

At this time, little Ramon held the cat, sang lala, and ran to his listless playmate.

"Very energetic. "It's like traveling." ”

"Yes. The smile on his face disappeared, and there was a little more tiredness in his tone, "The world is very difficult, but it will always be fine, and you can't be bitter about the child." ”

"Oh?" she raised an eyebrow, "I guess you're lying to him." What's the point going on?

"Alas, Miss Canis. It's better to lie to him than to let him know that the lamb we ate a week ago was Uncle Ram. He shook his head, "The world is too cruel, we always need a beautiful coat to wrap it in." ”

"It's just going to get more and more stinky. ”

The girl with the broken arm thought of someone who had been saying that she was good, and he wanted to wrap her in candy wrapper.

"You don't understand. ”

"Daddy, Daddy. Little Ramon ran to the two of them, and there was a cry in his childish voice.

"What's wrong? He took his son's hand and walked away from the refugee line.

"They say, fed up, they're not playing a game, you're lying to me, there's no points at all. ”

"Oh, they're cunning. Ramon leaned down and looked at the refugees, "Everybody wants a real wand of fire, and they're lying to you about getting you out." ”

"However, I asked her where Mother Chestnut had gone. Her mother cried and scolded and said that she had been taken and eaten. ”

Of course she cried sadly, the cunning she-fox. Ramon smiled humorously and scratched his son's nose, "Her son was disqualified from the game because he was scared to cry by the soldiers." When I saw you, I cried at the thought that my son couldn't get the fire wand. ”

"Really?" Ramon's eyes were red, "how many points do we have?"

"640 points. As he spoke, he pulled out a fake wand, which had been a wooden stick, but had been carefully carved and had a little red at the top, enough to make any child tremble with excitement, "You have behaved well, they sent owls over at night and gave it to me as a reward." ”

"Wow!" little Ramon opened his mouth wide, let go of the cat, and grabbed the wand.

Melly landed on the ground and ran towards Arcarnes.

Arcanis picked up Melly with one hand and looked at the merry father and son, laughing and laughing out of place with the miserable people around them.

She shook her head, but there was something touching in her heart.

(1) Melly: Arcarnes' cat, an omnivorous animal.