"Are you alright, Fauber?"

Kassandra walked over quickly, crouching down in front of Fauber and looking her nervously up and down.

"I met a picker in Marcos' vineyard who had come to tell me that the One-Eyed was going to kidnap you as a warning. Then he followed Icarus's chirping and immediately rushed over. ”

"I'm fine, Kassandra. Lan happened to be there, and he saved me. ”

Fauber said lightly.

"You can't believe it! The two killers under the one-eyed man, they didn't even survive for a moment in front of Lan En! One of them even held me hostage! He's amazing! ”

Kassandra looked at Fauber and breathed a sigh of relief.

She stood up, tilted her head to look at Lan En to the side, and smiled gently.

"Bringing down the killers of the two one-eyed people in the blink of an eye is another 'little trick', huh?"

"No, it's not about 'little tricks.'" Rann shrugged at Kassandra, "I just used my hand this time. ”

Fauber squinted at the two adults, and she suddenly felt that there was a little secret between Lan and Kassandra.

"You've changed your gear in a few hours, and that's really efficient."

The witcher exclaimed as he looked at Kassandra's armor and dagger that were visibly better than in the morning.

His Psionic Vision could see the blood on the equipment.

"When a mercenary starts to have no scruples, her gains will always be great."

Kassandra's hand clenched into a fist and hammered it into her own breastplate.

"I used to think about not falling out with the One-Eyed Man, but now it seems that he has made up his mind to kill us. Then I don't have to worry about anything. So none of his men who came to trouble me, I didn't let them go back alive. ”

"This linen armor is an Athenian commodity, and I've liked it for a long time."

Linen armor is a characteristic armor of the ancient Greek era, using oil and glue to infect, stack, and aggregate a large amount of linen into a small piece of armor, and the sword will even make a muffled sound of 'bang' when slashed, rather than cutting into it neatly.

Arrows from contemporaneous longbows were also difficult to break through this layer of defense.

"What about you?"

After showing off her new gear, Kassandra clasped her arms around her chest and pressed her face closer to Lane's body. Take a closer look at the armor she'd never seen before.

"This armor alone makes you look as rich as Kross. Oh my God, how much metal is used in it. ”

The witcher lifted his head back without a trace, away from Kassandra's thick, silky braids.

There is no fragrance in this era, how does this woman maintain her hair? Born with good genes?

"The armor I brought from my hometown, I took the time to fish it out of the sea."

"Hah, take the time. Let's take it as it is. Kassandra glanced up at Lane's face and smiled noncommittally.

Then he pulled away from the position that was close to Lan's side.

"Hey! Look at me! ”

Fauber asked Kassandra with a disgruntled cry.

"How's Marcos doing?"

Icarus fell from the sky on the shoulders of the Aegean beauty, and the beauty herself had a helpless expression.

"It's still the same, I didn't get the account from him, and I have to help him run errands. And this time he went overboard, and the money he borrowed from the one-eyed man to buy the vineyard. For the gods' sake! Who still has food to eat will go to loan sharks! ”

"Wow, it looks like he can do it."

Fauberger muttered discontentedly.

"But why did you listen to him? Let him call you? ”

I owe him."

Kassandra gave a look of remembrance, and judging by her expression, Lane couldn't tell whether the content of the remembrance was good or bad.

"Few people will forgive the wanderers who stole their things, but Marcos not only didn't hit me, he took me in. I was about your age back then. ”

"He's an annoying guy who does unreliable things with a funny accent, but I can't leave him alone. I can't just ignore my family when I'm older and better. ”

"Or will you kick me out of your house with a sword when I'm old?"

Kassandra looked at the little girl teasingly.

Fauberger showed an expression of understanding: "I understand when you say that. Rest assured, Kassandra. Even if you're old enough to lose your teeth, I'll leave you a room in the house. ”

"That's right!" Speaking of which, Fauber reminded Kassandra, "The people who wanted to kidnap me just now said that they paid for the [Fist of Stone] Talos to kill you, so you have to be careful." ”

"Malaka, they're really willing."

The corners of Kassandra's mouth twitched and she whispered, but she didn't look worried.

"He's taken the bounty, so let's see which of us has the harder fist."

"Are you alright, Fauber? If it's okay, I can send you back to Marcos' vineyard. Furbers was the one I pulled out of his vineyard, and it was as fast as the wind! ”

Originally, both Lann and Kassandra thought that Fauber should be fine, but the little girl lowered her head, she really needed help.

"Do you know Kaussos?"

"What's wrong with the town on the other side of the island?"

"The people there are sick - blood fever, and my good friend Zina's family is also sick, and they say it's a curse, and these people need the blessing of the gods to get through."

The little girl timidly looked at Kassandra and Lane.

And the two of them also understood what Fauber meant.

"I told you, I'm not a god." *2

A helpless emphasis came out of the mouths of Kassandra and Lanen, and the two of them looked at each other strangely after speaking.

"But you have Icarus! And you have such a body! ”

Fauber first pointed at Kassandra and the crouching eagle on top of her, then at Lann who was standing aside.

"That doesn't mean we're gods, Fauber."

The witcher repeated calmly.

Kassandra also waved her hand helplessly: "And the one-eyed man's actions are pressing, I'm not sure if I have time to go. You know, Fauber, the sword kills much sharper and faster than sickness and curses. ”

The little girl lowered her head and looked down.

Kassandra looked like she wanted to help, her lips twitching a few times, and the words of promise were almost on her lips.

But before her

"If you're busy dealing with the enemy, then I can go and help you see."

Lan stood aside and whispered.

"Really?!"

Fauber looked up in surprise.

Again: I am not God. But I'm not going to be hurt by the plague, so there's no risk to me. ”

The witcher held out a finger and shook it in front of Fauber.

The little girl nodded vigorously with hope in her eyes.

If you say it's not God, it's not. 'Will not be harmed by the plague', who believes that this is a word that can be spoken?

Kassandra patted Ryanne's arm relaxedly, and she and Fauber rolled over and sat on Ferbers.

"Goodbye, Lanne."

She sat on her sturdy warhorse, and the sun shone down from the back of her head, making her already sharp eyebrows and eyes as sacred as the goddess of war.

"Thank you for your help. The next time we meet, I think we can have a drink together. ”

As she spoke, she winked playfully at Lanen.

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