Chapter XXXVII

Herman whispered to me that he had seen the dead

I smiled and said, "Where are the dead people?", and when I said this, I chuckled in my heart, "Where did you see that?" ”

"I went to collect firewood in the woods, and the people died, and the people who beat Jack died on the trees, and their tongues stuck out," Herman said, sticking out his tongue as he looked like a hanged man

I said, "I went to the woods in the afternoon, but why didn't I see any dead people?" ”

"They dragged the dead away and buried them in the ground, just under the woods," Herman pointed to a ginkgo grove far away, "A few soldiers took the fruit farmers with them, I don't know where they were going, they walked along the road to the south, I guess they won't go with us to the other side of the mountain, I am afraid when I see the man wielding the sword now" Herman's face turned pale, after all, he had witnessed an extremely dangerous thing

"Herman," I thought for a moment and said, "Shall we go to the orchard?" ”

Herman's eyes widened as if I was crazy, "Are you crazy?" Now when I think of that orchard, my legs are weak, and I don't go."

"Iron Feet can take two people, no problem" I pointed to my horse, "If what you said is true, then there should be no one in the orchard, what are you afraid of"

Herman shook his head and retreated, "I'm going to go to you, I don't want to go to that place, I'm scared when I think about it"

"If you don't go, I'll tell the Earl that you're one of the people who go to the orchard, and if anything happens in the future, you'll suffer with Jack."

"You wouldn't say that," Herman frowned, then swallowed a mouthful of saliva and added, "Yes?" ”

"You try it?" I turned and went to the saddle

A quarter of an hour later, Herman and I rode together into the orchard

There was nothing on the ground except some straw hats that were trampled in the mud, and it looked desolate and ripe on the branches, but no one bothered to ask them, and the roots of the walls were scattered with woven wicker baskets, and several benches were presumably placed in sunny positions for harvesting fruits, and the tea bowls and teapots on the ground were broken, and the windows on the wall were broken, and the door panels were poured into the room, and an empty wine barrel was poured to the ground, and the mouth of the barrel was dripping with wine

I looked through the door at the black house, and now there was nothing in it, except for the simple and bulky furniture, everything had been looted, needless to say, it was all loaded on the carriage now, and there were small pieces of cloth on the ground with the Pilsudski family inrest painted on it, and it looked like they had thrown everything with the Pilsudski family insignia on it

At this time, a voice came from the opposite side of the yard, and I immediately urged my horse to hide in the woods on the side

Two peasant soldiers came one after the other

"That's Vanny, that's Antino," Herman said, pointing cautiously at the two men

"Shut up," I pressed my index finger to my lips

Now in the convoy, everyone maintained a tacit silence about the clash in the afternoon, no one said anything, although people were whispering, but the news was only vaguely said that they had encountered bandits and the like, this statement was full of loopholes, although people were muttering in their hearts, but they were deliberately avoiding this matter

I know that at times like these, it's best not to be seen by others

"You say," the peasant soldier who walked ahead kicked the empty barrel as if to check if there was still wine in it, "are these really robbers?" If they are robbers, what are we? Did you see that there were a few people in there who were dressed like nobles?"

"Whatever," the man in the back carried a large package, revealing a few elegant clothes, "The Earl said so, naturally it is right I was tied up in the mountains when I was a child, and those bandits were all dressed in gold and silver, and they were all very decent."

"Do you really not understand or do you not, Antino?" Vanny dipped his finger in some wine and put it in his mouth to taste it, then spit it out, "Phew, it's all sour, what a broken wine Antino, if this group of people has some treasures, one by one they are triumphant, I think they may be bandits or something, but are you blind?" Vanny looked back and forth, "Those people's style and tone, I feel like they are real nobles."

"Why do you care about this," said Antino in a loud voice, "what the Count tells us to do, we just have to eat and sleep well, and what else do you care about?" Antino also bowed down to taste the wine, "It's really sour, this group of people really won't enjoy walking, we have to go"

When both of them had gone away, Herman and I crept out, and after a while, we turned back to the convoy

When I passed, the whole convoy was busy loading the Earl, who had changed his plans, and he was going to cross the hill early the next morning, and the people who had made the front stop came back to report that the road was dry, easy to walk, and that there was no problem with a little rain

Many years ago, when the Vycians came from the snow-capped mountains, they widened many mountain roads along the way, and when the army continued to rush from the mountain passes to the Beihai front, some of the servants stayed, they controlled several quarries, collected a large amount of stones, and built an expensive transportation system, this project did not end until Marshal Vekia established himself as king, and from that time on, the Wikiians on the west side of the snow mountain became the same as the previous Western emperors, and they were also afraid of the threat from the other side of the mountain, of course, When the Vecchians on the east side of Snowy Mountain were severely weakened by the Burkes, the situation changed again

What had been a crisis turned into an opportunity, and King Vekia carefully lifted the ban on climbing over the snowy mountains, and began to spread his influence to his homeland east of the snow mountain, and the horses and horses were crossed to the east every day, and at the same time, a large number of Wecchia refugees also fled to the west of the snow mountains out of fear of the Burkes, as was the case with Kaja and his father

As soon as Herman arrived at the camp he hurriedly jumped off his horse and ran away, afraid that I would come up with some tricks on a whim

In the afternoon, the soldiers who took part in the hunt for the thieves were given an additional meal: a large piece of lamb chops and a liter of wine

The iron tools of the Burkes were very good, and their double-edged axes, ice axes, and even hanging pots were very good, and they looked stocky and beautiful, and they were very handy, but the Count ordered that those things should not be used now, and those who violated them were severely punished, and everyone accepted the Earl's order, and those axes, ice axes, and saws were packed into carts and packed in the most hidden places, but there were still people who took out the Berk hanging pots and cooked oatmeal

Someone found a few cows in the orchard, and a couple of clumsy girls tossed and turned out two buckets of milk in the afternoon, and after the milk was boiled, they were also brought over, and after the oats were mixed with milk, the porridge became viscous, and it was very delicious, and I made a bowl for the Messiah, and in the afternoon she got angry, and I felt a little guilty, and she was so worried about me, and I didn't care much about her

When I came with the porridge, she was chatting with some of the sisters

Some of the girls I knew, and when they broke into the Gothic singing room that day, they were there, and when they saw me, they whispered to each other, and then they dispersed, leaving Messira to sit alone

There was a slight ripple in the mess ramen, but it quickly regained its composure, or rather indifference

Even so, I just think that Messira has become more cute, not as cold as Kaja I feel that in front of Kaja, whether she is smiling or angry, she is cold, but Messira is the opposite, even when she pretends to ignore you, she is like a child, any disguise can be seen at a glance

"What are you doing here?" She tied her head in a ponytail, revealing her forehead like a white pebble

"I'll bring you porridge," I put the porridge in front of her, and then opened a small packet, and sprinkled some sugar into it, which was boiled by the Salander people, like fine sand, this kind of thing is very precious, and the Salander people often use this kind of thing to drink tea, and I did everything possible to get a little bit

"What is this?" Messira struggled to maintain her apathy, but she couldn't help but look questioning

"Sugar" I stirred the porridge with a wooden spoon, and it felt almost there, "It's so sweet to drink this thing"

"I don't like sweet things, don't tempt me with sweets if you break your teeth," she said, closing her eyes and tilting her head to the side

"Don't like sweets? I remember the carriage was full of jars of honey, pears, raisins, preserved fruits, hawthorns, and so on."

As I spoke, Messira let out a surprised 'huh', "How did you see that?" I'm hiding."

"Oh, you fell asleep next to me that day, and I didn't dare to go out, so I opened the food box and looked at it" I recalled, and then said: "The pear compote is the best, I tasted it when I was in Nord, and it was very good, you know, in Nord, the 'Lady Jona' brand pear preserves"

"You soul egg" Messira's disguised indifferent expression was swept away, and her face was full of anger, "It turned out that you stole the food, I thought it was the sisters who did it, I still calculated and calculated, who is so annoying, who let you steal the food?" ”

Then, Miscella counted my misdeeds of sneaking to see girls singing, being inconsiderate, fighting, stealing other people's things, and so on, and the more she talked, the more she moved, and finally her eyes were red when she went to catch the bandits today

"Really, people are scared, you came to Kaja Kaja, why don't you go to Kaja now? This bowl of porridge is served? Go for it."

She was speechless in the end, and choked on my words

"Have you said enough," I asked, sticking out my tongue

"My throat is dry, you have too many questions, I can't finish talking in one breath and I'll say it slowly," she waved her hand

I pushed the porridge out, "Although I am so heinous to drink this, this porridge is really good."

She hesitated to reach out

"Why do you scold me if you don't drink?" I reminded, "At least moisten your throat."

"Hmph," she frowned, then carefully picked up the bowl, looked at me warily, then at her own bowl, and took a sip from her mouth

It was as if a candle had been lit in a dark hut, and the Messirah's face lit up at once

Her eyes widened, "It's so sweet."

Then she drank the bowl of porridge with an almost serious pilgrimage expression

"I said, this kind of thing you should drink at any time you want, so you don't move so much," I said

"Do you still have sugar?" She threw the bowl over again, and without wiping her mouth, she asked urgently

I frowned, feeling terrible

Sure enough, she rummaged through the cabinets and found a small porcelain jar, and then without saying a word, she swept away my sugar bag

"Okay, don't get angry now?" I said as I looked at the Messirah who was happily holding the sugar jar

"One more point," she tilted her head to look at me

"And what are you going to do?"

She smiled maliciously and stretched out the sugar jar in her arms, "Hee-hee, fill it up"