Chapter 5 Mutton Dictionary

"Master, is there something wrong?"

As the cavalry approached, Arcanis immediately asked in a frightened, weak tone, in a refugee tone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Give me a head up!"

He was condescending, his blade pointed at the girl with the broken arm. Arcanis looked up and saw the faint fuzz on his lips, the son of a teenager and some mother. Didn't he know that if he got so close, he would be the first to die?

Arcanis suddenly felt that he was old, shouldn't he be a girl too?

The young horseman, his blue eyes full of disgust, suddenly provoked Arcanis hood with his sword, and her ugly face was completely exposed to him.

Arcanis pretended to be surprised to cover her face, but in fact, if her left hand was still there, she would have grabbed the horse.

"It's ugly!"

He narrowed his eyes in disgust, his hand pulling the reins, and suddenly lost all interest.

"How's it going?"

"Captain Gaius. He made the horse turn his head, "An ugly woman, what a bad luck." ā€

Arcanis breathed a sigh of relief, he was careless and didn't even notice his broken arm.

Just as the young cavalry rode their horses and prepared to return to the ranks. An anxious male voice rang out, "Gentlemen, brave soldiers!

A refugee was running, waving a piece of paper scattered by the cavalry, on which what appeared to be a drawing.

Captain Gaius rode up to him, dismounted, and asked in a majestic voice, "Do you know where the sinners of the empire are?"

"I know!

Arkanis took a closer look, and his heart was cold, it was actually a tall young man in the refugee group, he had been provoked by her, and then he was stabbed in the face several times.

"A broken arm, a machete, and a cat!green eyes!" he danced, and the girl with the broken arm had never seen him so excited.

But it was clear that the members of the cavalry were very indifferent.

"The captain is so patient. ā€

"Yes, yes, what kind of whimsical civilian. ā€

"Don't forget, the captain was originally a civilian. ā€

Compared with the cold faces of his comrades, Gaius can be called pleasant.

"Are you sure? When and where did you see her?"

"Honorable sir. "I'm in the same refugee group as her, and I've seen her cutlass with my own eyes, and it's very sharp." If I say, can you give me something to eat? Have mercy on me, I haven't eaten in a long time. ā€

The faces of the cavalry members turned even colder.

With a little pity in his eyes, Gaius took out a piece of dry bread and handed it to him.

"Captain!" shouted the young cavalryman, who ran his sword through the hood of Arcanis, "we don't have much food. Don't give it to those refugees anymore! ā€

"I know!"

The cavalry captain's face was stern and he ordered.

"Isn't that the son of a pariah? ā€

The young cavalryman muttered.

The young refugee, just as he was about to open his mouth to eat, caught a glimpse of Arcanis who was about to leave, and immediately opened his mouth wide and pointed at the girl with a broken arm wearing a brown and yellow cloak.

"That's her!' he cried, loud enough to wake the dead.

"Damn. ā€

Arcanis squeezed the words out between his teeth, his fists clenched.

"You give me back!"

The young cavalryman immediately yelled at Arcanis, rode forward, rudely ruffled her cloak with his sword, revealing her empty sleeves.

She could feel the cold, hard sword slicing through her body. She desperately wanted to press him to the ground and slash him a few times.

The girl with the broken arm suppressed the anger in her heart and stared at the young and careless cavalryman. He didn't realize the gravity of the matter, and Arcanis was thinking about how he would vent his anger in his young body when his identity was revealed.

How about smacking him on the head with a magic ring?, she thought of the ring that Spabe had given her, and her right hand crept into the extradimensional space bag.

"Captain Gaius!" the young cavalryman rested his snow-white blade on Arcanis's neck, turned his head and shouted, "This woman has a broken arm!"

Glancing at the blade next to her neck, the girl with a broken arm's pale red eyes revealed murderous intent, and the dexterous fingers of her right hand were already wearing powerful magic rings.

Just as the rude cavalry was about to be blown off the neck, a pleading male voice rang out

"Please, old man, let my eldest princess go!"

At some point, the grizzled Mr. Ramon ran over, and he ran to Arcanis,

"Sir, sir. She is my eldest daughter, and she finally survived the "pockmarked disease". Not worthy of you. Okay, let her go. ā€

The women in the cavalry covered their mouths and laughed.

"What daughter, she's wanted!" roared the young horseman, blushing.

Ramon hugged Arcanis in horror, as if he was afraid that the cavalry would snatch his daughter away "****", "Brave knights, although my daughter is short-tempered, she killed robbers and bandits, and she also cut off an arm for this. Never violated the laws of the Empire, how could he be a wanted man. ā€

At this time, the young refugee who had testified against Arcanis also arrived, and he immediately retorted: "Ramon, what nonsense are you talking about? She only traveled with us half a month ago, why is it your daughter?"

"You're you again? I didn't expect you to have a scorpion-like heart. Ramon accused, "You usually resent her for robbing you of your job to protect everyone." Now you're trying to frame her. ā€

"Framed?" the cavalry lord's suspicious gaze made him unbearable, and he immediately picked up the paper in his hand, on which the head was like Arcanis, and the drawing was lifelike. He pointed to the inscription underneath the portrait, "Severed arm, with a cat, weapon a scimitar." ā€

"Oh my God, my daughter isn't a half-elf, look, does she have pointed ears?" Arcanis pulled back his hood in cooperation, and his ugly face made some of the cavalrymen look away. Ramon's beard fluttered, and he continued, "Besides, Alina, who is wanted above, seems to be some kind of nobleman, how can a noble lady be as ugly as my daughter, and she has no scars on her face. ā€

"It used to pretend to be a nobleman. Gaius interjected.

"I know you all want to eat my brother's pussy. Arcanis looked at the young refugee, "But what family doesn't have a cat?

"Diao Min full of nonsense!"

The rude cavalryman, not thinking much of it, drew his whip in exasperation and swung it fiercely at the young refugee, leaving a deep whip mark on his face.

He screamed, and immediately curled up on the ground, clutching the bread tightly.

The young cavalryman, who couldn't whip it, scolded and wanted to let the military horse step on the ground to make him make a fool of the refugees.

"Alright, alright. We still have a task ahead of us. ā€

Gaius stopped him, and the young horsemen glared at their commander just when Arcanis thought they would fight. The young cavalry drove their mounts and returned to the team.

Soon the entire cavalry disappeared into the dust, and Arcanis glanced at the "companion" who was curled up on the ground, and he looked at her in alarm as he nibbled down his bread.

"Thank you. She turned to Ramon.

"Everyone helps each other, I don't have the heart to grow a beast. Ramon said, and the two walked back to where they had been, "Thank you for helping my son." ā€

"I'm afraid your game is going to be debunked. Arcanis looked at the corpse that had been cut down by himself, and the red blood had seeped into the loess, "When little Ramon saw this scene, he would definitely understand that this so-called journey was a lie." ā€

"No, it won't. Ramon sighed, "Before we fled, he had seen a lot of dead people in his hometown. ā€

The corpses of death row prisoners on display at the city gates, and the corpses of armed battles between villages. Perhaps, little Ramon saw more dead people than Arcanes.

Arcanis looked at the survivors, and there were quite a few, about forty or fifty of them. But the bags of food on their bodies had been snatched away, and their faces were pale with despair.

"Daddy, Daddy. ā€

Little Ramon held the "Fire Wand" and ran to him, crying and saying, "They have robbed all the food, you lied to me, we are not playing a game." ā€

"Son. Ramon crouched down and touched his son's head, his black beard dancing happily, "A bunch of robbers are jealous that we are playing merrily, but don't worry, the knights have driven them away. They said, don't worry, the robbers have been scared away by us and have given me some food. ā€

As he spoke, he pulled out a slice of cheese from his bosom.

Little Ramon stopped crying and took the cheese.

"However, they say that if your son is scared and crying, you will be deducted 100 points. He said and scratched his son's nose solemnly, "Now we only have 540 points." ā€

Looking at little Ramon's sad expression, Arcanis wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"There is also a celebration tonight to reward those who survived this catastrophe. Arcanis looked at the corpses around him, "Well, anyway, there's mutton to eat tonight." ā€

Of course, the girl with a broken arm wants to eat horse meat.

"Wow!" little Ramon jumped for joy, looking at his happy face, and Arcanis smiled with a complicated smile.

In the evening, as night falls, the lamb feast begins, and everyone first shares the remaining food.

While everyone is dealing with lamb,

Arcanis took little Ramon and the children to play hide-and-seek and pick stones, and everyone was very happy, until someone shouted that the lamb was roasted.

The girl with the broken arm took the children to eat strange meat.

However, unlike everyone else, she eats the roasted horse leg by herself.

She looked at the cheerful face of little Ramon, who was eating mutton in the firelight, and sincerely hoped that this disaster would pass quickly.........