A group of shirtless men shouted a trumpet and walked over with a log on their shoulders, and in the forest not far away, the marked trees were being cut down one by one, and then the villagers with saws immediately walked over and sawed down all the branches and piled them together.

Ranger Warren raised his head and wiped the beads of sweat on his head, feeling very relieved. Ever since he was slandered as a robber by Fat Huck, he never imagined that he would be able to return to the refugee camp with his innocence held high.

Levi's appearance gave him a new path, and Warren's heart was filled with gratitude for this mysterious young man. Although the logging work is indeed extremely hard, his mood is still cheerful, because he is now working for his homeland every moment, so even these tiredness are fulfilling.

"Warren, we're here for lunch, let's take a break!"

The crisp and soft voice of the female surname came from afar, and a smile bloomed on Hua Lun's face, straightened his somewhat sore waist, and shouted loudly to the surrounding villagers.

"It's time for lunch, let's rest for an hour, and then get back to work, and we must cut down 500 logs today!"

The villagers let out an imposing "oh" cry in response to Warren's order, and they put down the tools in their hands, and walked over with their aching bodies moving, and gathered together.

"Today's work is so tiring, I can't lift my arms a little. A male villager who looked a little teenager slapped his shoulder and said with some complaints.

"Hans, if you have a job to do, you kid will be content. A large man of some age tucked his felling axe to his waist, took his pipe from his bosom and stuffed it into his mouth. "Don't forget, when Fat Huck was the village chief, you kid couldn't even eat a full meal, and he got up in the middle of the night hungry and stole Lao Tzu's leather belt to gnaw. ”

Hearing what the big man said, the surrounding villagers immediately burst into laughter, and the young villagers blushed and said, "Uncle Donner, that's because I can't eat enough...... Fat Huck's cronies are more vicious than hungry wolf cubs, and they are very good at deducting our rations. ”

The big man Donald lit the fire with a flint, leaned on his pipe and took a deep breath, and then said solemnly: "Hans, since you still remember the hardships of that time, you must cherish the present life, be able to eat and dress warmly, even if you work hard, there is nothing. And besides, our labor is not for others, but for our own homeland, right?"

Young Hans nodded repeatedly, and the surrounding villagers also voiced their voices in agreement. One of the villagers, whose belly was as big as a wine barrel, wiped the sweat from his face, and said in a mysterious voice, "Donner, I heard that our new village head, Lord Levi, is actually a powerful magician?"

Donner was about to reply, when a voice came from outside the crowd, "What are you doing together? Why don't you hurry up and get a good rest when you're full, the afternoon's work won't be easy?" ”

It was Warren the Ranger, holding two slices of brown toasted brown bread in his right hand and a wooden bowl in his left hand, from which a rich aroma was wafting into the nostrils of every villager.

"Wow, what a good smell!" called Hans first, "what is it so fragrant, Brother Warren, what is delicious at noon today?"

"Just know how to eat!" Warren scolded in a low voice, but his face was full of smiles, obviously not really angry, he raised the wooden bowl in his hand and said, "At noon today, Lord Levi arranged to kill a pig and add vegetables to us who cut wood. Let's serve it while it's hot, and everyone can get a big bowl of good stewed pork. ”

"Stewed pork?" Donner's pipe almost fell to the ground, something he had never thought of. Even before the catastrophe, pork was a rather expensive luxury, and ordinary farmers could not afford it. Only on the annual major festival will the village chief arrange for the distribution of some minced meat from the corners, which is called a gift from the benevolent lord.

While the villagers were looking at each other and couldn't believe their ears, Hans had already run back from the front with a big wooden bowl in his hand, and said with a smile as he ran: "There is really stewed pork, Uncle Donner, if you don't hurry up, the big piece of pork will be divided!"

No one hesitated, and they all stood up and swarmed towards the place where the food was being distributed. Only Donner was still shocked, he knocked off the embers in his pipe on the stone, slowly straightened his waist, and said to Warren, "Brother Warren, do you know why Lord Levi did this?"

"Oh, that's what you say. Warren was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, raised the wooden bowl in his hand and said, "Lord Levi is different from any noble lord you have ever seen. Brother Donner, you are the senior of the adventurer, and you have much more experience than me, so have you ever seen a paladin?"

"Paladin...... Do you mean the kind of knight in the Church of God the Father, who takes on the task of discipline and apologetic?" Donner's brow furrowed, asking tentatively.

"No, it's a real paladin, a knight who can really use medical magic and has the power of fighting energy. Warren said in a very affirmative tone.

"That kind of real paladin...... Donner tilted the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile, "The real paladins have been gone for a long time, even the priests of the Father God have fallen, and they can use fewer and fewer divine arts, and the real healing magic can only be seen in the hands of the regional bishops." ”

"Master Levi will be able to use the true healing magic. ”

Warren's words exploded in Donner's ears like thunder, and Donner's eyes flashed with a sharp light and a serious expression.

"Lord Levi is able to use medical magic, and you saw it with your own eyes?"

"It's true. Warren nodded affirmatively and said, "Martha had a very serious injury a few days ago, it was a broken wrist and knee. Master Levi used medical magic to heal her personally, and it was a complete healer, and Martha's hands and feet were able to move freely at that time. ”

Donner carefully examined Warren's expression and noticed that the Ranger had a hint of heartfelt reverence floating on his face when he spoke of Lord Levi. So he sighed softly and thumped his left thigh.

"Alas, I don't know if Lord Levi can heal the old wound from a few years ago. ”

Warren patted Donner on the shoulder, and just wanted to comfort him, a soft female voice came from behind him: "It's definitely no problem, Brother Donner, Lord Levi's medical magic is quite amazing, this is what I have personally experienced." ”

Hearing this, a gentle smile suddenly appeared on Warren's face, and he turned around to see the female thief Martha standing behind him, changing into a clean and elegant long dress, and a cook's apron tied around her waist. Martha held a steaming bowl of broth in her hand, and a large piece of black bread, and the aroma of stewed pork diffused in the air, making the hungry Donner swallow a mouthful of saliva.

"Brother Donner, you are the only one who didn't go to get lunch, if I hadn't set aside this bowl for you earlier, it would have been divided by those wolf cubs who couldn't feed it. Martha smiled as she walked past Warren and placed the broth and bread in front of Donner.

Donner picked up the wooden bowl and sniffed at the soup suspiciously. "Oats, onions, carrots...... Martha, how did you get these things?"

"It was all taken out by Lord Levi, and now I believe that we have not been given up by the Father, and the angels sent by the Father have descended on us. Martha replied with a smile.

"Can even food be conjured out of thin air? I really have to believe that Lord Levi is an angel sent by God the Father to save us. Donner muttered, burying his face in the rising heat of the wooden bowl.

He had just sipped a large and delicious soup, and suddenly there was a faint sound of horses' hooves in Donner's ears, which seemed a little erratic, but Donner's face immediately changed, and then he suddenly raised his head.

Warren and Martha were whispering to each other, the two of them drinking a bowl of soup together, a piece of black bread passing in their hands, and their faces were filled with happiness. Not far away, villagers who had been temporarily removed from their hard work sat together in groups of three or five, laughing and cursing at each other, and from time to time someone broke out into a loud shout or laughter.

Donner took a deep breath, he couldn't bear to break the rare atmosphere, but the growing sense of foreboding made his heart beat wildly.

"Everyone, be careful, there are cavalry rushing from the forest, immediately retreat!"

Donner's mournful roar echoed through the woods, breaking the warm atmosphere of the lunch break!