026 Road Encounter 1
The motorcade quickly detoured past the battlefield. And so on for four days.
The surrounding woods began to grow smaller and thinner. Not as dense as it used to be.
In the evening.
Anglie sat in the driver's seat of the carriage, and the baron pulled the reins in one hand while holding a leather map, comparing the routes.
The red sunset of the afternoon slowly sinks over the treetops of the trees to the west. The woods on both sides of the road are gradually becoming deeper.
Anglie tilted his head and looked at the sky.
The white clouds are stepped in layers. Behind it is a blue sky with red colors.
A gentle breeze blew in the carriage, and the wind was filled with the faint scent of grass and flowers. Blowing on the body, there is a warm feeling. Some of the insects that only come out at night start to chirp noisily. It's very similar to the crickets on the earth in the previous life.
Angler rested his head on the carriage behind him. The whole person was so happy that his eyes narrowed. The lazy ones don't want to move.
"Father, according to the map, we're about to leave the forest, right?" he asked in a low voice.
The baron gestured with his hand to the map, confirming the location of himself and the others. Hearing Anglie's question, he nodded. "Soon, at our pace, we should be able to enter the Anse steppe at noon tomorrow. We should be in the vicinity of the Frasso Woodland by now. β
"Frasso's glade?" Anglie was slightly curious. "What is it?"
The baron smiled. "From here the road to the left turns in, about five kilometers away, there is a red pine forest with the ruins of an abandoned manor, formerly the residence of a nobleman of the Flazos. However, due to the war, it was burned to ruins. Now it is said to be a very eerie place. I once went to see it from afar when I was passing by. There was a look of jealousy on the baron's face. "There's something wrong with that place, it feels dangerous. Anyway, I hesitated for a long time, but I still didn't go into the adventure. β
Anglechton recalled some similar content from the previous biography. Thoughtful in the heart. "By the way, how could Saladin's army be so fast, rushing ahead of us at once?" he asked.
"They should be invading on all fronts, mainly to occupy territory. However, some of the anxious generals were surrounded by our Rudin's legions because they were alone. The baron analyzed, carefully retracting the map into his pocket.
In this day and age, a detailed map is a treasure that is hard to find.
"The once glorious empire, the Flaxo Empire, is now in ruins, and I really don't know what can withstand the washing of time," the baron sighed.
Anglie also fell into a deep groan for a while. The two sat side by side in the driver's seat. Only the hoofs of the horses advancing were the loudest.
The sky was getting darker. The temperature is also starting to cool down.
Around the carriage convoy, as it continued to advance, a little bit of light like fireflies began to emerge.
Countless pale blue points of light slowly fluttered around the carriage. Each one is the size of a fingernail. A misty blue halo spreads almost all over the entire road space.
Angele's eyes widened as he looked at the beautiful scene around him.
"What is this?" he couldn't help but reach out lightly, just in time to catch a blue point of light.
A blue dot of light the size of a fingernail slowly fell on the palm of his hand, and the light spot looked like a plant resembling a dandelion seed. The slender blue fluorescence is emitted by several cilia, and a small, black round seed, the size of a sesame seed, hangs underneath, like a dandelion seed.
The point of light lies quietly in the palm of the hand, there is no temperature, only a little touch, as if it were just a small ball of cotton. A pale blue halo reflected on his face, and even his countenance became a little blue.
"This is Treer Martha, which means umbrella of the sea in the Phrasso language. The PhlaΓ§o people consider themselves to be the children of the sea and see this plant as a symbol of the mother sea guarding them on land. The baron looked at the blue spots in the sky, "It's been a long time since I've seen Martha's rain like this," and he seemed to be reminded of the sight in front of him.
"I'm almost out of sight. Find a place to rest and camp. The baron shook his head, as if trying to shake off his previous thoughts.
"Okay. β
The three carriages came to a slow stop. Leaning against the woodland by the roadside.
The crowd found a clearing, and some guards scattered to stand on guard, and a few people went around to collect dry firewood and leaves to make a fire. The three carriages were dragged by everyone to surround the clearing, forming a small and rudimentary defensive formation.
Less than ten minutes. A pale yellow bonfire lit in the middle of the carriage. Immediately afterwards, three bonfires were lit outside. The maids were placed in the middle. On the periphery were soldiers guarding in batches. The ladies also began to take food, water, and cooking utensils from the carriage and prepare food. For a while, the whole temporary camp also seemed lively.
The baron sat in a carriage, and a pharmacist who came with him changed the medicine for his right eye. Angre pulled a piece of cloth and put it on a stone outside the camp and sat on it. The bow and arrow are all carried on the back, the silver cross sword is at the waist, the silver throwing knife is carried on the chest, and the chain claw is tied to the back waist. His upper body is also wearing brown horned cowhide armor, generally in the woods, only leather armor is better, light and has a certain amount of protection, if you wear heavy metal armor, it is directly a bulky live target.
Anglie sat on the rocks, quietly looking at the blue dots of light in the sky. The mood is in a trance that I have never felt before. "It's magically beautiful," he muttered under his breath.
Through the gap in the carriage, you can see that in the middle, Maggie and Cyril are following behind the women, helping to take care of things. Mark, the captain of the guards, was asking his subordinates about the situation. A few guards were fiddling a bonfire, lighting freshly wrapped torches, ready to take a look around the area. Expand the range of alerts.
Angre sat quietly aside, and no one came over to ask what disturbed him. These days, every night, he will sit alone and rest. Don't be disturbed. After a lot of times, everyone got used to it.
Anglie sat quietly for a while. He pulled out a hanging chain from his chest, and the emerald ring was hung directly on his chest with a string and worn as a necklace.
Playing with the emerald ring, Anglie began to circle around the camp. The gaze also began to wander among the surrounding bushes and grasses.
After walking some distance, he suddenly crouched down and crouched in front of a tuft of grass. The grass was a cluster of ordinary grass, interspersed with a few small round fruits of light red, long jagged leaves, and a few unknown small insects sparsely lying on the leaf surface. Pale blue Martha seeds were also scattered on the tufts of grass. Glowing with a faint blue light. Anglie reached out and tore off a small red fruit and gently threw it into his mouth. A sour taste suddenly spread in the mouth.
"Angela Red Fruit. Wild fruits that contain small amounts of toxic substances. Source: Wild Plant Records. There is no amplification component. The detection prompt of the chip came suddenly.
A hint of disappointment flashed across Anglie's face. Spit out the pulp. "There's no way to find something that will enhance me?" he stood up, feeling a little lost in his heart.
After a few more circles around and checked seven or eight places, there were no unexpected findings, and the detection of the chip did not find anything helpful to him.
Although the body has a genetic limit, reaching the limit of the body early and getting stronger strength is the only way Anglie can think of becoming stronger now. These days he was in the woodland every day looking for plants to try, and even some bugs he tried to eat. Fortunately, as long as the thing is bitten in his mouth, the analysis results can be obtained, and there is no need to swallow it. Otherwise, Anglie didn't know how many times he would be poisoned.
Everything in this world is new and new to him, so Angele has a refreshing feeling when he sees anything. On the contrary, I feel that I don't get tired of trying and exploring like this.
Nothing happened overnight, and the convoy continued its early morning march the next day.
The surrounding woods are also becoming more and more thin.
The baron sat in the carriage of the first carriage and poked his head out to look ahead. "I'm about to get out of the forest, and not far ahead is the Anser grassland. β
Anglie sat in the carriage. I wipe the sword with a strip of cloth stained with oil. "In other words, the exit in front is the intersection of the forest exit, and it is likely that there will be robbers or something?"
The baron nodded. "We have to be vigilant. β
Angelel nodded as well, and gently inserted the sword back into its scabbard.
These days, after being strengthened by that mysterious radiant energy, his agility has reached the extreme value of his body. It can no longer be strengthened.
"Bring up my current physical fitness. β
"Angelio: Strength: 2.1-2.6. Dexterity: 4.1.Constitution: 2.2. The chip feeds back data instantaneously.
Angliel's face showed a hint of helplessness. Fortunately, agility has been strengthened to a very high degree. I think I'm much better than I was more than ten days ago. It should be only a little worse than the original baron. After all, his swordsmanship was much stronger than the baron's. It's enough to make up for a lot of physical fitness gaps.
But even to this extent, in this war-torn world, there is not much security. The big knight last time was twice as strong as he was now, and he was not easily surrounded to death, and he had no power to resist at all.
He remembered the mysterious power in the emerald ring again. That might well be the power that belongs to wizards. This power was very similar to the power of magic that he had heard of on Earth in his previous life. He guessed that the ring was probably an enchanted ring.
I'm thinking about my guess. Suddenly, there was a faint exchange of weapons in front of the carriage.
"There is a situation!" said the baron, grimacing. Immediately tell the coachman to slow down.
The three carriages quickly slowed down to minimize sound.
Anglie jumped out of the car on his own initiative. "Father, I'll go and take a look. β
The baron nodded. He knew that Angliel's strength was not weaker than him now, so he wasn't too worried.
Anglie sped forward. Soon he ran out of the woods and walked to a meadow. He didn't go out completely, hiding his body in the shadows of the trees and looking far ahead.
A convoy of five wagons was surrounded by a brigade of robbers with gray turbans. The guards and robbers of the convoy fought each other.
In a circle formed inside the convoy, three knights on horseback confronted the five leaders of the robbers with gloomy faces.
Anglie was keenly aware that the two groups of people facing each other seemed to be far stronger than the people around them.
"Detection of target data. He thought silently in his heart.
Sizzle. His eyes suddenly glowed blue. All fields of view completely turn into a pale blue grid.
Lines of small data quickly popped up around the two groups of people facing each other.
Anglie casually looked over to one of the knights inside the convoy.
Unknown target: Strength greater than 4, Agility greater than 2, Constitution greater than 3.
He was taken aback. "This kind of strong man will actually be surrounded and in trouble, these robbers are so powerful?" he had heard the baron mention the general strength of the robbers, and it was impossible for a knight-level powerhouse to appear. Generally, knights go to any territory and will be solicited by the lord to enjoy delicious food and drink. There is simply no way that anyone wants to be a robber or thief.
And on the road from Leo to the port of Maruya, the so-called robbers are only a small group of more than ten people, and the strongest is the appearance of the reserve knight level, which is slightly stronger than the average soldier. But it's also limited. And now these robbers
Anglie's gaze fell on one of the bandit leaders standing at the forefront. Rows and rows of light blue data pop up automatically.
Unknown target: Strength greater than 4, agility greater than 4, Constitution greater than 3.Body type analysis: Extremely strong explosive potential. It is 72% similar to Kyleio's explosive pattern.
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