Moller took a bag of copper coins out of the magic bag and piled them up next to Yuga's corpse as a little compensation for the deceived villagers, and then prompted the Phantom Shard and Ereba to quietly leave the messenger's residence. In the morning light, Eriba set fire to his house, which was reduced to ashes along with his mother's corpse, and in the light of the flames, he carried only a small baggage, carrying his hunting bow and arrows and scimitar, and followed Moller out of the place where he had been born.

Moeller didn't expect this kid to be a ruthless character, and resolutely ended his past with a fire. Looking at the crystal tears dodging in the dark eyes, he was even more embarrassed in his heart, and he didn't know how to comfort him.

The group of three walked for a day, and when they reached the next town, Moller spent twenty or so silver coins on two ordinary horses, one for himself and one for Rex, and one for Ereba alone. It's much easier to get on the road that way.

Rex woke up to a humble human cub who had joined his and Moller's brother's ranks, and he had a good opinion of it, but after Moller fed him the smoked grey feather chicken wrapped in leaves, he said that he could barely agree with the good young chef to follow.

"Brother Moller, will you put little Rex down and play?" A little brown girl in a gray and white dress came to Moller, who was resting under the tree, and looked at the beautiful Rex in his arms fondly, wanting to play with him.

"He's still so young......" Faced with a lively little girl with an innocent smile, Moeller couldn't bear to refuse with a tough attitude, so he could only ease his face and speak softly as much as possible.

"It's not small, it's not small! My brother would have been able to run around when he was so old. "The little girl of seven or eight years old likes to learn from adults to say something very calm, which is very funny and cute.

The little girl's words made Moller reflect for a moment, he did protect Rex a little too much, because it was too dangerous to come out of the Elun Forest all the way, and he was facing an unfamiliar environment, so he had been a little overly nervous before, and he would protect Rex in his arms wherever he went, and now that he thinks about it, it's time to give the little guy some freedom of movement.

Thinking of this, Moller put Rex out of his arms and untied the swaddling clothes wrapped in rice dumplings.

Luckily, Moller had bought a few small clothes for Rex at the tailor's shop in Stonewall, so Rex wouldn't be bare-chested at this point.

Rex, who was ground-footed, was very curious, staggered and tried to take two steps, turned back and grinned at Moller, that heartless appearance reminded Moller of the time when the little fart dragon had just hatched, it was really an energetic and heartless little annoying spirit!

In order to prevent Rex from falling or running too far, Moller tied a leather rope around his armpit and tied the other end to his wrist, and carried him around.

The lively little brown girl wanders around Rex, always hoping to tease him, but the little dragon has some dragon-like arrogance, and only focuses on his own and does not intend to deal with this ordinary human cub - this one is too small to be able to cook like Ereba can cook.

There were other people resting in the woods, and it was a makeshift caravan of small traders and commoners, and no outsiders were allowed to join the big caravans, so these small people at the bottom of the society had to unite themselves and gather a certain number of people to guard against the attack of bandits. At this time, Moller and Ereba joined such a ragtag caravan, and their direction was McCann City.

"Oh, Mr. Moller, you can't take care of your brother like that, and you're not walking the dog!" a middle-aged woman with a white turban watched in disapproval as Moller led Rex past her, and the others laughed when they heard her words.

"Aunt Fili, he needs to practice walking. Moller smiled at the middle-aged woman, and the aunt named Philip was on her way to McCann City with her husband, Martin.

According to Uncle Martin, who liked to drink and brag, they had a capable son, a small official position in McCann City, and a property, so they had to take the old couple to enjoy themselves.

Aunt Fili was a kind-hearted person, and when she heard Moeller say that her parents were dead, she wanted to take her two younger brothers out to earn a living, and she immediately became a mother, and took good care of them along the way, and Mole accepted her very much.

The caravan rested in the woods for two or three hours, everyone ate dry food and drank water, some of them took a nap, and only after avoiding the hottest midday sun did they continue to go out.

Moller walked around several times in his arms at noon, and Rex, who was a little drowsy, followed unhurriedly behind the wagon of the caravan with Ereba at this time.

Although the two horses were not athletic, they were able to sit on them and drive smoothly, even if they had no experience in riding horses at all.

Beside them was a young red man on a tall horse, dressed in leather armor, carrying a wooden longbow and a quiver full of arrows, and a sword and dagger hanging from his waist.

The red youth was also in front of him with four companions with weapons, all of whom were mercenary guards hired by the caravan.

Uncle Claude, the leader of the caravan, said that the mercenaries often took this path, and their credit was very good, and there were many people in the team who knew them, so they paid the commission according to the head of the caravan.

Moller also paid a total of forty-five copper coins for himself, Ereba and Rex in exchange for the protection of the five mercenaries along the way.

The caravan had crossed a hill, and Uncle Claude said that it would be another five miles to reach a small town called Frowd, which would be only a day's journey from McCane. Everyone showed a happy expression, and after a tiring journey, everyone urgently needed a comfortable room to rest.

However, on the way down, the convoy encountered a dangerous terrain, a large canyon with a road next to a cliff and a rushing river on the other side.

Moller smelled some living people in the wind, and his expression moved, and he had seen too many similar situations in movies and television, and there would be ambushes whenever he encountered this kind of terrain. So he said to the red mercenary beside him as if unintentionally: "This is a good place to set up an ambush, only three or five people need to pile up some stones on the top of the cliff, and the caravan passing below will be miserable." ”

The red mercenary, who was accustomed to silence, glanced at him, then nodded and said, "That's true. ”

As he spoke, the mercenaries in front had already stopped the entire convoy and had separated a sturdy black and thin companion to climb up the steep cliff - it turned out that they had already prepared!

The red mercenary beside Moeller took off his longbow, set up his arrows, and shouted to the suspicious people: "Don't panic, routine check!"

Although it was a routine inspection, the five mercenaries were still very careful to make a defense, and Moeller watched from the sidelines, secretly praising them for being experienced veterans, and he noticed that Eriba beside him was also clenching the bow and arrow of hunting, so he pressed the boy's shoulder, signaling him to be calm.

However, just as the black thin mercenary who was climbing was about to reach the top, a person suddenly appeared on the top of the cliff, holding a bow and arrow at the black thin mercenary.

The black thin mercenary climbed on the steep cliff, and saw that he could not dodge the arrows shot above his head, but at this time, he suddenly jumped, and jumped several meters on the cliff with the agility of an ape, and grabbed a raised rock on his side, and the arrow clung to the place where he had just been.

At the same time, Moeller heard the sound of the bowstring vibrating beside him, followed by the whistling of arrows piercing the air, and then heard the screams of the man who came out of the cliff, and fell straight down with an arrow in his chest.

Moeller looked at him with some surprise, he was able to shoot an enemy from seventy or eighty paces away, and the archery skills of the red mercenary were already very good.

As soon as he saw that someone was attacking, the people in the caravan immediately panicked, and there was a young man in the middle of the team who was driving a carriage, and he wanted to drive the carriage back and escape in a panic, but behind him was someone else's carriage, and this retreat would inevitably collide, and someone would inevitably be squeezed into the river next to him.

Fortunately, at this time, a stout middle-aged mercenary in the middle rushed over, slapped the young man off his horse, and loudly scolded several other panicked people, which calmed the scene. He then commanded the crowd to hide behind the carriage and luggage.

Moller drew his short sword, protected Rex in his arms, and asked Eriba to stay close to him, holding the defensive crystal in his palm while keeping an eye on the changes in the battlefield.

Because they were at the end of the line, they had more freedom of movement, and the red mercenary beside them had no intention of forcing them to dodge.

The three mercenaries in front had already begun to bypass the cliff from behind, and the thin black mercenary who had escaped an arrow also began to climb to the top of the cliff, and soon there was the sound of fighting from above, but at this time, a dozen robbers with blades climbed up from under the bank on the side of the road near the river-it turned out that these people had just hid in the hidden groove under the river bank that had been washed out by the current, and they were just waiting for their companions who were in ambush on the cliff to throw stones to disrupt the passing caravan, and they ran out to kill. robbed, but I didn't expect to run into experienced mercenaries and crack their arrangement, so I had to come out in advance to fight.

When he saw that there was a ** robber ready to assassinate the red young mercenary from behind, he immediately shouted, and threw out his short sword without hesitation, fortunately, after a long period of spell casting, his head was not bad, and the short sword was accurately inserted into the robber's ribs.

"You saved my life!"

The red young man looked at him gratefully and in surprise, and at the same time drew his long sword and bravely slashed down another robber who rushed over.

This gang of robbers is just a rabble, if the caravan is ambushed, they can still show some majesty, now that everyone is not panicked, they have nothing to fear, the red mercenary and the stout middle-aged mercenary joined forces, and quickly killed a few, and the people of the caravan on the other side also picked up their weapons to resist, and there were a few screams from the cliff, and several robbers who were ambushed on it were pushed down from the top.

Observing that the situation had been controlled, Moller did not make any further moves, and spent most of his energy on protecting Rex and Ereba when he noticed that Eriba was very nervous, and raised his bow and arrow several times, and finally succeeded in shooting an arrow that hit the abdomen of a robber who was close to Aunt Fili. But after this blow, he first breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the robber who was screaming and bleeding to the ground, and his face turned pale again.

The few remaining robbers fled for their lives, but they had no horses, and could not escape in the gorge surrounded by cliffs and rivers, so after a few more were killed, the last two robbers were forced to jump into the rushing water - no one cared if they survived.