"Cheer up, Taroro!" Char leaned in the carriage carport, lazily leaning his legs on the fence of the carriage, his body swaying uncontrollably with the jolting of the wheels of the carriage, but from his expression, it was obvious that our turtle was enjoying this leisurely time at the moment.

The magician has already changed his dress, and the robe that originally showed the identity of the magician has long been replaced by an ordinary linen shirt, which makes our Mr. Magician look like a mud-legged coachman, and the tattered felt hat on his head is even more flavorful.

Tataro muttered a few words in a low voice, obviously slandering his master in his heart, but his face still made a look of a hundred times more energetic, and he raised his horsewhip vigorously and waved it.

The old carriage looked like it was almost falling apart, but there was really no way around it.

Now that the war is in chaos, the towns that have been passed along the way have been depressed, many trade routes have been cut off, and the chariots and horses in the northern part of the Byzantine Empire have either closed down one after another, or their own chariots and horses have been requisitioned by the local army.

Since Char and his party hit the road, it took a lot of effort to finally buy such a broken carriage from a farmer in a village, and it cost a full twenty gold coins!

There is no way, who let Master Char kill and refuse to give up the goods on the car.

However, Totaro did not complain about Char at all: those things in the car are priceless in the eyes of anyone! Not to mention that Dodoro is a magician, and he understands the value of these things!

The tattered wagon was filled with a dozen barrels - the usual oak barrels for wine, each of which was half a man high. And at this moment, among the dozen or so barrels in this car, except for two of which were filled with fresh water used during the journey, the other barrels were full of dragon's blood!

The blood of the golden dragon!

God knows if poor Darwin would have bled to death after being bled so much......

The magician cursed Darwin maliciously in his heart.

And the object of Tadora's curse, our handsome Mr. Ada, was sitting on the carport at the moment, leaning not far from Char's side, his head resting on a bucket, and his eyes closed. His face was indeed very pale, and it was obvious that he had lost too much blood, and it was clear that Darwin was far from recovering from his injuries.

Char scolded Tadora, then turned his head to look at the golden dragon beside him, and said with a smile: "Ada, how does it feel to be in human form again?"

Darwin squinted at Char and snorted softly from his nostrils, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

In fact, Char made Darwin back into human form on the journey home, and Darwin was a little resistant at first—he almost gave up his life in order to recover the dragon's body. After recovering the dragon body, Darwin really didn't want to be humanoid again. However, under Char's repeated compulsion, the golden dragon still had to give in.

After all, the golden dragon is a golden dragon, Darwin recovered the dragon body, and was stimulated by the possession of the divine dragon, and after evolving into the golden dragon, both the strength and the strength have far surpassed his original deity. For this reason, then the nine deaths and lives experienced in it are nothing.

Char will not let down his guard against this Darwin at all: although this guy is a dragon, his cunning level can easily remind Char of another animal: the snake!

Seeing that Darwin refused to speak, Char seemed unwilling to let go of this opportunity to ridicule the other party, and deliberately smiled: "What? My golden dragon, is this attitude towards your master?"

Darwin finally opened his eyes, glanced at Char, and glanced at the corner of his mouth: "Char, I'm curious that you are in such a relaxed mood now—aren't you worried at all when you come home with that thing?"

The "thing" that Darwin was talking about was in the second carriage behind the carriage at the moment.

The tattered carriage had two carriages, the first one loaded with goods, and the second carriage behind had only two passengers.

Young Lancelot was still busy with his work, and although he sat in the carriage, he did not have time to rest, and in front of him lay a small oven - which he had bought halfway. There was still a fire on the oven, and in addition to that, Lancelot had a jar in front of him, and the viscous and fragrant liquid in the jar was a large jar of wild honey. It's a good thing that I got by smashing a huge honeycomb in a wooded area on the way.

In addition, a pile of fruits of various colors was placed in front of him. Lancelot skewered these fruits with wooden sticks, then dipped them in honey and roasted them on the stove for a while, and when the honey cooled and solidified, it became a layer of crispy and delicious icing.

But unfortunately, these delicacies don't have Char's share, and the others only have dry eyes.

All the food is enjoyed by the "little thing".

Oak!

Our goblin god, after it woke up, never seemed to stop eating. This really made Char speechless.

It seems that the mysterious and great goblin race in ancient times spent a lot of money to create this "god", and the only purpose of coming to this world is to ...... Eat!

Oak looked very honest, and sat cross-legged beside Lancelot, quietly watching Lancelot busy, his expression did not look impatient at all, not hurried, and his eyes were fixed. However, as soon as Lancelot made a bunch of fruit, Oak immediately took it, and ate it all in three bites, and then continued to sit quietly and wait.

It's never noisy, it's never in a hurry, and it seems surprisingly patient.

In fact, among the group, Oak's closest person so far, except for Char, is little Lancelot.

For Oak, Char was the first person to show kindness to the goblin god after he woke up, and for a little guy who knew everything was a blank slate, Char's relationship with him was really delicate - just like a fledgling would be its parents when it was born and what it first saw at first sight.

Of course, the first thing Oak saw after he was born was not Char, but experienced a lot of tragic battles. Char, however, was the first creature to be kind to it.

Aside from Char, the only one in the team who can get close to Oak is Lancelot.

Oak had an unusually sharp sense, it seemed to sense Lancelot's weakness, and it didn't pose the slightest threat to it - for Oak's strength, Lancelot was weaker than an ant. And such a completely harmless guy can make so much food that Oak likes, so this kind of closeness is logical.

Except for Char and Lancelot, neither Dodoro nor Darwin in the team could get close to Oak, and Oak was reluctant to communicate with them or even get close.

“...... This little guy is no harmless pet. Darwin smiled complicatedly and said slowly, "You know this very well, Char. It's not your child! It's amazing how good it can learn, and once it has its own consciousness and way of thinking, do you think yours can continue to play the game of 'parent'? Sooner or later, it will grow up to be mature enough that it will no longer blindly obey your words. ”

Char was silent.

Darwin's tone became more solemn, and he stared into Char's eyes: "You don't have to answer my question, but I know that you know it in your heart! You know, all this I said will definitely happen in the future." This future may come very late, or it may be soon, who knows. It's not your pet, it's not your child, and it's not going to be at your mercy forever, Char!"

What Darwin said was, without a doubt, a heavy and serious topic.

He seems to be trying to create some pressure on Char with such a heavy topic - maybe this is a very dark mind, very subtle, difficult to explain in words, or maybe Darwin has some dissatisfaction and unhappiness with Char in his heart, looking at Char, always trying to find him some trouble - of course, we can fully understand Darwin's mentality, after all, after he suffered a big loss at the hands of Char, it is inevitable that he wants to find some price.

Char was stared at by Darwin for a long time, and finally, the turtle smiled.

He still seemed to smile so easily, although the laughter was not loud, but there was no heaviness and worry in his eyes that Darwin had hoped.

Char turned his head and looked at the carport behind him, where Oak was sitting quietly waiting for the fruit to be eaten like the best child in the world, and then he withdrew his gaze and glanced at Darwin.

"Ada, you're very smart, I've always thought you're a great guy. Char said, his tone a little slow: "From the first time we met, I saw you buried in the ground, showing a head, and you almost died, but you were still very calm - at that time I said to myself: Be careful! This is a dangerous guy!"

Darwin sneered.

“...... After that, we had contact many times, and now that I think about it, almost every time, I was led by your nose, and every time, although I had more strength and skills than you, I could lift you down as long as I stretched out my hand—but the strange thing is that almost every time I was persuaded by you, and then followed your demagoguery to do something, even if I encountered danger a few times, and almost died. Char smiled honestly: "So I always thought that you are a very powerful guy." ”

Darwin frowned, and he felt that Char's tone didn't seem to be the kind of reaction he was expecting.

"Actually, I admire you, Darwin. Char suddenly called Darwin's name instead of the title "Ada", which made the golden dragon a little surprised: "Among the people I know, you are one of the most intelligent and wise, and you can say that you are one of the most powerful, even ...... After the death of that old fellow in Cavishir, I think you're the smartest of all the people I know. I even have a little envy of you, you have a very bright mind, you have a lot of knowledge, you know a lot of things - and I've never been really smart, I don't know as much as you do. I once had a very strange thought: if I were Char Leiming a smart person, and I had a smart mind, and I had the wisdom and knowledge of a smart person like you, then what would I become? Perhaps, many times, I would not have been forced to rush by the troubles I encountered, and I would have died a few times. But later, or now, I really understand what the real difference between me Char Thundering and a smart person like you is. ”

“...... What is it?" Darwin couldn't help but ask.

"Not the mind. It's not ...... here" Char pointed to his head, smiled and shook his head, "The difference between us is not how much wisdom there is. The real difference is what you just said: yes, maybe in the future, Oak will cause a lot of trouble, it will become a huge problem that I can't bear, I don't know if it will bring a huge disaster in the future or something. But...... At least, I don't think about it now. The future you are talking about, it may or may not exist, it may come soon, or it may be a long, long time...... But this is your idea, and a smart person like you will start thinking about these problems right now, worrying about these problems, planning, planning, and preparing, and pushing yourself very hard. But...... I won't! Char won't do that. Because, I'm not a smart person!"

Speaking of this, Char's expression really began to become serious: "I never worry about the future, worry about the things that have not yet come, have not yet happened! I don't like to think about too many things in the future, too many things that cannot be fatal, when I was in the imperial capital, someone once asked me whether I want to be a hegemon or a famous general of the empire in the future...... Even, maybe to be an emperor?hahahaha...... But I don't want to think about these headaches. Now, my dear Ada, do you understand where our differences are?"

“...... Hmph!" Darwin was finally speechless.

"The difference between us is that you smart people think about 'tomorrow' and 'future' all day long, but in fact you unknowingly fall into a pitiful situation: you are 'waiting' tomorrow! Yes, I use the word waiting, because you have already decided in your hearts that bad things will happen in the future, you have decided that those bad things will happen, you have decided that these things will happen, you have decided this, so you can only passively wait for those things to happen. However, I, Char Thunder, never 'wait' for tomorrow! I only live for today, for the present! As for what will happen in the future, then wait for the future to really come, and when it happens, then find a way to solve it!

Char smiled calmly, but at this moment, there was a light called "wisdom" flowing in the eyes of our turtles.

(Don't you 'wait' for tomorrow?) Darwin sighed in his heart.

Is this stupidity, or great wisdom?

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A carriage drove slowly to the banks of the stream.

It's just over a hundred miles away from the town of Denzel in Morshire. It is at the junction of the borders of Moore and Nodsshire.

On the east bank of the river was a barracks - a typical camp of Odin's army, without the elaborate fences of the Byzantine barracks, without the sentry posts in the woods, without lookouts, without the barracks.

The military camp of the Odin people has always been simple, and when the Odin warriors fight, they never think about defense, they just habitually go wherever they go. They don't put down those sturdy fence walls, because the Odin believe that they don't stay in one place for long, camp only for a short rest, and then go on to attack the enemy, leaving soon.

This is the philosophy of the Odinians.

But despite this, no one would think that it would be easy to sneak up on an Odin's barracks.

Although their military camp does not have strong camp walls and fortifications, the Odin people grew up in the bitter cold land of the north, and they have been inseparable from conquest almost all their lives, and they have long engraved their vigilance deeply in their blood. The roving hunters in the wilderness are the outer barrier to the shadow of Odin's barracks, and in the barracks, Odin warriors are accustomed to keeping their weapons closest to their hands, even when they are sleeping. They are not afraid of night attacks, they are not afraid of sneak attacks.

Any Odin, even if they wake up from their sleep, their instinct to fight will immediately give them a burst of courage, and rarely fall into panic.

This is a savage and warlike race.

In the barracks on the other side, the black flag is still fluttering, and the barracks are noisy, it is already night, but the barracks of the Odin people never have a curfew, and at night, the warriors like to wrestle around the bonfire, wrestle, compete, fight, and sing loudly the heroic songs of their hometown.

Looking at the noisy barracks, Sophie in the carriage sighed slowly.

This is the Black Flag Army...... Looking at the lively and jubilant scene in this military camp, where would anyone believe that this lone army has actually reached a dead end?

As the chief of staff of the commander of the Northern Army, Sophie insisted on her opinion, and she personally traveled from New Town to the border of the northern county of Norts to meet Hastings for talks.

But when she really came here, outside the camp of the Black Flag Army, Sophie suddenly realized that the rhetoric she had brewed along the way would not have any effect.

The Black Flag Army, even if it is a Black Flag Army that has reached a desperate situation, still maintains the fierceness and pride of the Odin people, and there is no decadence and despair in their military camp, and they are still heroic and brave!

If the Northern Army wanted to co-opt this Black Flag Army in a messianic posture, it would be impossible! The Odin would not accept such a posture.

What is in front of you is not a group of lost dogs, but a group of wolves wandering in the wilderness without a home! A group of wolves that are still bloodthirsty and fierce!