inadvertently solved a big trouble for Princess Victoria, and Ronald was naturally very happy in his heart. However, in order to avoid causing panic among the townspeople, they did not plan to stay in Yorktown for long after the mage had regained his magic.

The mage sent the results of this battle and the news of Helrington's very likely death to the groom at the station, and helped pass it to Bruno: "Well, this is a deposit of one gold coin, and when the other side does receive it, he will give you three more gold coins." ”

"Don't worry, sir, I'll set off when the caravan on the other side of the border arrives in two days. The coachman nodded again and again, smiled and put the letter in his pocket.

Walking quickly to Ronald's side not far away, the mage woke up Ronald, who was looking at the sky in a daze: "Okay, it's time to go." ”

Ronald nodded, and followed behind the mage.

The two of them left the inn and headed straight for the Ecles Mountains outside the town.

"Where are you going to investigate?"

"Last time I searched around the camp with Bruno for a while and found nothing. The mage pointed to the shadow of a mountain peak in the distance: "I'm going to go there this time, I guess it will take about a month." ”

Ronald raised his head, glanced at it, and then turned his gaze to the mage, "Why did you go there?"

The mage asked rhetorically, "Do you remember the three adventurers you met that time?"

Ronald nodded: "Of course I remember, those three guys are very strong, especially the dwarf." He suddenly turned his head: "I went to the library in the castle last time, and it is said that the dwarves live in some kind of Yashan Fort, far away from here." You say, why does he know how to use holy light?"

"The clothes on their bodies are obviously a little thick. The mage did not answer Ronald's doubts, and he gave his reasons: "I guess they have climbed mountains, otherwise it would not be necessary to dress so thickly if they were just walking in the forest." ”

Saying this, Ronald suddenly suddenly said: "Oh, I was still wondering, how did the young swordsman tie the thick flannel leggings, so it is!" After a pause: "Then you say, how did they form a team? A young man with a two-handed sword, an old dwarf with a bright silver hammer, and a half-orc with a wood knife, what a strange combination!"

Hearing Ronald's further questioning, the mage just smiled and didn't speak.

Ronald shrugged and didn't continue asking.

As they walked, the two of them got closer and closer to the entrance to the forest.

He had just entered the forest not far when suddenly Ronald faintly heard several shouts coming from the outer edge of the forest on his left.

"There seems to be a fight!" Ronald tilted his head towards the mage, "Shall we go and see?"

The mage nodded.

Ronald was one step ahead, and he scurried through the lush forest, quickly pulling the mage a distance. Five or six minutes later, he rushed to the source of the shouting.

Carefully concealing his figure, Ronald, who was hiding behind a large tree, gently brushed aside the lush branches and leaves, and peeked ahead.

He saw three wagons carrying goods, surrounded by a dozen bandits in the center. And on the ground, there are already several corpses of mercenaries. The few remaining merchants hid under the wagon, shivering.

Who is that woman?

Ronald felt that one of the women, dressed in a gray robe, seemed familiar.

An older man couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Spare your life!"

"Hehe!" The bandits had the advantage, and naturally they were very proud, and the leading swordsman arrogantly put his weapon on his shoulder: "Don't worry, Lao Tzu only needs money and women! As for you old immortals, quickly take out my money bag, kneel on the ground and honestly wait for us to search your body!"

The leading swordsman had only taken a few steps before he sensed that something was wrong. He turned his head nervously, clenched his weapon, and looked around for the source of the rustling sound.

He saw a swift figure suddenly burst out from behind the tree in front of him. Before he could come back to his senses, a sharp blade of sword was followed by a sharp sword aimed directly at his chest.

"Ahh

He closed his eyes in despair.

However, the sound of the wind breaking through the sky came not suffocating ice.

This dazed swordsman couldn't help but open his eyes. As soon as he opened his eyelids, he saw a black shadow of a fist striking his eyes.

Burst!

He was staggered a few steps by a straight punch from Ronald, followed by a face covering his face, and fell to the ground in pain. He clutched the broken bridge of his nose and kept rolling around on the ground, his palms slippery from the blood.

Before the surrounding bandits came to their senses, Ronald, who was as fast as the wind, quickly put down five. Realizing that they wanted to run, Ronald stopped his body and shouted at the remaining bandits who were about to escape: "Stop!"

The bandits, who turned around and were about to flee, immediately knelt down and wept under their eyes: "Rao, spare us, we are just militiamen...... The lord is dead, and we ......"

"Take them with you. Ronald didn't have time to pay attention to those: "Get out!"

The thieves who were crying and grabbing the ground were stunned for a moment, and immediately got up in a hurry. "Thank you, thank you, sir!" they said in a panic, and quickly dragged their companions on the ground and ran into the depths of the forest in one go.

And Ronald waved to the mage in the distance, and walked quickly to the gray-robed woman: "Marilyn?"

The gray-robed woman, who was bowing her head and shrunk in the middle of the merchants, raised her head suspiciously. After seeing that it was Ronald, her lips trembled a little with excitement, and she used honorifics from the bottom of her heart: "Yes, it's you? I, I, I was really saved by you again!"

As she spoke, she grabbed Ronald's arms tightly, regardless of the difference between men and women. Her body trembled with joy, her lips opened and closed, and she didn't know how to express her gratitude.

The mage also came over at this time, and when he saw that it was Marilyn, he was stunned for a moment and asked with concern: "How can a woman run to the caravan so well?

Hearing this, Marilyn's expression suddenly darkened, and she silently let go of the hand holding Ronald, and her eyes immediately rippled with pain.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and after recognizing that it was two of the people who had treated Marilyn that day, he hurriedly spoke: "Her mother was ...... by Earl Hoffmann," and he made a strangulation motion.

Ronald was still a little strange about who that Hoffman was, but the mage was keenly aware of what was going on: "It's the West family?"

The old man smiled wryly and nodded.

And after hearing the name "West", Ronald also understood at this time: "You helped her escape?"

"I didn't do it. The old man hurriedly denied it: "It was the priest who privately entrusted us to do half of the work." Then he told Ronald in detail about Maximin's robbery, and about Count Hoffmann's anger at Aunt Mary.

And in the process, Marilyn kept her head down and was silent. The memories of the past wet her clothes again.

Ronald listened attentively and then fell silent.

In the end, it was Ronald, who felt a little guilty, who spoke first: "I'm sorry, I ......"

"No, my benefactor!" Marilyn, whose face was full of tears, suddenly raised her head and interrupted Ronald's words: "It's not your fault, it's ......" Her eyes looked directly into Ronald's eyes: "I already had the consciousness of resisting my life, but I didn't expect to be saved by the priest......" Her head lowered again: "I killed my mother, not to mention, but also put the blame for the prison robbery on you......"

The mage comforted softly: "Anyway, that kid has already taken the lives of the West family, and it is not too much to be charged with one more prison robbery." ”

"Hey, hey. ”

Ronald scratched his head and deliberately pretended to be embarrassed and laughed: "That's right, that's right, there's always a chance to live." Looking at Marilyn, who was still silent, he was so clumsy that he didn't know what to say, so he had to shift the topic to the priest: "Was it really the priest who saved him?"

The old man nodded again and again: "Father Maximinu has always been very kind to us, and on several occasions he has asked Lord Count White to distribute some food to the poor people in the town. ”

"Oh?" Ronald raised his eyebrows, a little interested, "Presumably that Earl White is also a good man?"

"That's just what he wanted to do with Father Priest. The old man shook his head slightly: "In order to establish a relationship with the priest, he took the initiative to introduce his daughter to the priest." After a pause, he sighed, "However, his daughter really likes the priest's ......."

Ronald was not interested in listening to the gossip of the nobles, and seeing that Marilyn's expression was a little better, he asked her about her original plan: "Then after you have sold these goods, you are going to move to Falken?"

"No, no, no, we have to rush back. The old man waved his hand again and again: "Marilyn, this girl, can only stay in Falken." He pointed in the direction of Yorktown: "I have a distant relative there, so the priest entrusted me with the help of sending Marilyn there for shelter for the time being." ”

"Yes. Ronald thought for a while, then asked Marilyn's opinion: "Now that Yorktown is not very stable, do you want to go to Fort Orleans to live for a while?"

"Really?" Marilyn was a little surprised, she looked at the black-haired young man with an enthusiastic face excitedly: "Sir, are you willing to take me in?" I can do laundry, cooking, housework and so on, if you don't dislike it......

"I'm not a master. Ronald looked at the woman with red eyes, and he interrupted her with a deliberate laugh: "Remember the doctor?"

Marilyn nodded her head heavily: "Your appearance, I have always imprinted it in my heart. ”

"Haha, don't say that. Ronald scratched the back of his head, this time he was really embarrassed: "He's over there at Fort Orleans, you can go there to find him, if you have nothing to do to help him tidy up the lab, I think he shouldn't have a problem." He turned his head to the mage, "What do you think of this proposal, Kerry?"

The mage smiled, "In that case, then I'll write another letter." So saying, he rewrote a letter presumed to be Helrington's death, and at the same time noted the arrangement for Marilyn.

Handing the letter to Marilyn, the mage whispered, "I'm sorry, we have other things, I'm afraid you'll have to go on your own." ”

Marilyn solemnly put away the letter: "Thank you. ”

Ronald thought for a moment and felt that something was wrong, he took out a small bag of gold coins and handed it to the old man: "You're all going to Yorktown anyway." He pouted at the three cartloads of goods: "These potatoes must not be of much value, so I will buy them, and you will send them to Fort Orleans together." ”

Hearing this, Marilyn couldn't help but be stunned, and her tears fell again. It's just that this time, it is no longer a cold tear of loneliness, but a tear full of gratitude.