When Fauber and Lane reached the place where the sound came, they saw two men lying on the ground, curled up and wailing with their wounds clutched.

It is a small promontory overlooking the coast with a simple stone-stacked house next to it.

A woman, on the other hand, was sitting casually next to the two men who had fallen to the ground, leaning against the only well in the vicinity.

Dressed in the same style as Forber, with three holes in a sackcloth to stick out his head and hands, and then a belt tied and leather sandals.

Typical civilian attire of the ancient Mediterranean.

But the people under this costume are very dazzling.

Her complexion is a healthy wheat color, and the well-developed muscles under the skin show contours on the skin as her arms and thighs move.

But those muscles are not very large, more like the healthy beauty of the Athenian statue.

A braid gathered her thick black hair and placed it on her left shoulder.

Her appearance is typical of a Mediterranean beauty, with deep eyebrows and eyes, and her eyebrows are so thick that they seem to have been drawn with daishi.

In short – a healthy beauty with an intriguing type.

As if he had entered his own home, Fauber pulled Lan En casually across the two men who were still wailing on the ground.

They all wore armor, although the protective area of these armors did not look good due to the time and region.

But at the end of the day, two armor-piercing men fought with an unarmored woman, and one of the men also had a large round shield in his hand!

Lan En glanced at the battlefield at first glance, and he was sure that the woman in front of him had only used a rusty sword on her waist and the severed spearhead on her back?

This woman's fighting power. Something!

"What's going on, Kassandra?"

Fauber asked casually.

Kassandra, who was sitting against the mouth of the well, first glanced at Lan En, who was being pulled over, and then pinched the bridge of her nose.

"It's nothing, it's all settled."

It looks like the bridge of her nose was hammered just now.

"Aha." The other party's perfunctory attitude obviously did not hide from this perceptive little girl, and Fauber chuckled. "The one-eyed bandit, he hasn't learned a lesson from you, has he?"

"Apparently not."

Kassandra waved her hand.

Fauber pulled Lane to a stone table with a plate of food on it.

A small plate of marinated olives, bread, marinated rabbit with Mediterranean flavors.

However, Fauber was still holding Lan's seawater-soaked bread in her hands, so she didn't touch the food on her plate.

There was a flutter of wings from far and near, and an eagle landed next to Fauber very familiarly, and then Fauber took a small piece of pickled rabbit meat from his plate and fed it to the eagle.

"Icarus, you're hungry too."

The little girl looked very envious when she fed the eagles.

Lan En also saw that this woman should be the Kassandra who was 'given by Zeus to follow the Condor' in Fauber's mouth.

"It's a strange day." Kassandra now lowered her hand that was pinching the bridge of her nose and spoke to Fauber.

"You didn't eat my meal as soon as you came, and you didn't say to me again, 'Can you ask Zeus for me, and say good things, and when will I give you an eagle?'

Kassandra was speaking to Fauber, but her eyes were fixed on Rann standing nearby.

"And you brought such a beautiful woman with you."

The corners of Lan's mouth twitched, it was the first time he had been called that.

But if you think about it, it seems that in ancient Greece, men could indeed use 'beautiful, wonderful' as an adjective.

"I don't need you to pray to Zeus on my behalf, Kassandra!"

Fauber tilted his head and winked at Lan, indicating that he would never tell the secret between the two.

Lan En was speechless in his heart, don't you mean you say everything?!

"So." Sure enough, Kassandra tilted her head at Rann and smiled evilly.

"This beauty is a person who can communicate with Zeus? Ah, a strong and majestic body, maybe he still has the blood of the gods in his veins? Let me think, this is the first time in recent years that someone has declared himself a demigod? ”

Lan En pressed the little head of Fauber, who wanted to jump up next to him, and his tone was helpless.

"Miss. Can I call you Kassandra? Okay, Kassandra, please stop teasing me. I have never stated how noble my blood is, or what magical power I possess, you could think of it as a little girl's imagination of a shipwreck survivor, nothing more. ”

Kassandra raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"It's even more bizarre, if those who claim to be the sons of gods and mortals in the past have your attitude, I think people will definitely pay a lot attention to them, and not just listen to anecdotes. At least now, I've come to value you. ”

"I'm honored then."

Lan En shrugged.

"Speaking of Fauber, this is what you said about the place where you can dry your clothes?"

After receiving the little girl's nod, Rann turned to Kassandra, lifted the clothes that were stuck to his skin, and looked at her with an inquiring look, "So, can I?" ”

"Of course, it's best if you can find your own firewood, and if you want to use what I have saved, you'll have to pay drachma."

"Thanks, I can handle it."

So Lan turned around and prepared to chop some firewood with Arondette on his waist.

At a time when human civilization was generally just beginning, human beings were far from being able to encroach on nature.

So just a few steps away from the range of human activities, there is a world of plants and wild animals in nature.

It is even believed that the gods sometimes walk in the wilderness, and even those beasts that are more bizarre than their own kind are believed to be divine.

In general, human beings at this time had an unregulated liveliness and closeness to the gods in their beliefs.

And in the environment, dense vegetation and more beasts than people are the norm at this time.

As Lane went about his work in the woods, he vaguely overheard Fauber and Kassandra talking.

Fauber said that a man named Marcos had recently bought a vineyard for Kassandra to visit, and that she had come to Kassandra to earn an errand.

Kassandra was furious because Marcos had bought the property while still owing her money. Immediately, the Aegean beauty, who seemed to be very capable of fighting, was ready to talk to Marcos.

Lan En carried the firewood back to the courtyard, but as if he hadn't heard the conversation just now, he set up a shelf in twos and threes, and then lit a fire and undressed.

When Lan took off the silk lining, Kassandra, who was still standing in front of Fauber with her hands on her chest and her face full of anger, involuntarily walked over and whistled.

"Huh~ If you take off your clothes earlier, I will definitely be willing to give you all the firewood I have stored for free!"

The witcher spread his hands, his expression calm.

He remembered that in this era, it seems that people's minds are also quite 'unrestrained'.

At this moment, the two men who were still wailing on the ground gradually lowered their voices.

Then one of them quietly clenched his sword on the ground, and then jerked forward and stabbed at Fauber, who was closest to him and the least combative!

The little girl holding the bread was directly stunned.

Kassandra, on the other hand, hadn't even seen it because of her perspective.

Lan En instinctively didn't think about it, and directly stretched out his left hand and aimed it at the man.

"[Alder]!"

With a "bang", the air was compressed, pushed, and directly hit the wrist bone of the man's sword.

'Click', and the Greek dagger fell from the palm of his hand, which was already soft.

It was only when Lan En met the man's resentful, frightened, and subdued eyes that he suddenly realized something.

"Let me guess. The one-eyed man you just said should be vindictive, vindictive, vicious, brutal, etc., etc., etc.? ”

Kassandra and Fauber nodded stunned.

Lan En looked down and sighed helplessly.

"Okay, my character and trouble always come by accident."

With that, Lan En walked over to the two men on the ground.

'Click'*2

Stomping off the necks of two men.

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