In the height of summer, there is not a single cloud in the tiled blue sky, nor is there a breeze blowing. There was a blazing sun overhead, and all the trees stood listlessly and lazily. The ripe grains on both sides of the road were so hot that they bent over and bowed their heads. The locusts, as numerous as blades of grass, make a faint and noisy chirping in the wheat and rye fields, in the reeds on the shore.

There is a clear stream flowing by the side of the road, and the fish swim to the surface in schools and breathe in the fresh air with their mouths wide open. Occasionally, a fish leaps out of the water, turns over and falls into the water, causing a circle of ripples and shaking the reflection in the water. The rushing stream overflows into the grass on the shore, and the sunlight shines on the stream.

Two short, fat pack horses saddled with a set of thick hemp ropes on their backs, dragged a four-wheeled animal cage cart behind them briskly. The gray brown bear wrapped in gauze shrunk its head, basking in the sun, lying in the iron cage and making a humble cry.

Roy rode side by side on the black horse he had chosen and Brant on the white horse, Sir Colin followed closely behind, followed by a dozen armed knights.

Roy, who was riding on horseback, felt a little boring and stuffy, he turned his head to Brant on the side and muttered, "Noble lord, do you usually take so many knights with you when you travel?"

When Brandt heard the honorific title shouted from Roy's mouth again, he didn't feel disgusted, but rather amused. He couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Your Excellency, do you usually call others that?"

Roy bowed slightly with his right hand to protect his chest, and pretended to be respectful, "That's right, the noble lord asked you to be right." He burst out laughing.

After a burst of laughter, Brant's face straightened, and he said seriously, "Roy, what are you doing in Rocky Harbor? I heard that the plague is raging there, and corpses are everywhere. ”

Roy burst out, "That's why I'm going to Rock Harbor. ”

Brant was a little puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Why?"

Roy said resolutely, "Of course, it is to punish the evil and promote the good, and eliminate the demons and monsters." ”

Brandt lowered his voice and said, "Aren't you afraid of being infected with the Black Death?"

Roy's face sank and he said in a righteous manner, "If everyone lives only for themselves, then what is the difference between this world and hell." He frowned and reminded the other again, "I'm a ranger. He often said this on his lips and was proud of it.

"It's just a plague there," said Brandt, "and I don't hear of any demons or monsters." ”

Roy's face did not change, and he replied in a deeper voice, "A qiē thing can't just look at the superficial phenomenon, sometimes the truth is often covered up by an illusion. Only by finding out the truth can we determine the facts. This was originally a precept that his father used to teach himself, and this time he came in handy.

How did Brandt think Roy's words were like an erudite teacher teaching his dull students. He found that this guy was not only experienced, but also eloquent.

Roy asked him in a somewhat mocking tone, "Noble lord, what are you doing there with a team of knight guards so excitedly?"

Brant was quite troubled by the temperament of the ranger in front of him, and his face and tone changed too quickly. He replied blandly, "Inherit the title of the territory." ”

Roy couldn't help but snort, "Lord of Rock Harbor, Earl, or Viscount?"

Brandt nodded slightly, "Count," he didn't want to show off his identity, but he didn't intend to deceive the other party either. He added, "In addition, the Commonwealth of Cania does not have the title of viscount. ”

On the continent of Vyax, the Canian Commonwealth has the simplest number of noble titles, divided into only 3 ranks: (Duke, Count, Baron)

It was not the king who ruled the land, but a federal power made up of nine ancient extended families.

Count: The second rank of the nobility, the count, as a high-ranking nobleman, is the "natural leader" of the baron, and has local management responsibilities for the barons and knights. Each earl's jurisdiction is limited to one county, and it has a very clear relationship with the feudal duke, and if the earl dares to raise an army, he will be suppressed by the feudal monarch, or be jointly sanctioned by other nobles.

Roy looked at Brant with some exaggerated expression, and pretended to exclaim, "So you are the son of the Great Lord," he continued to tease, "Then should I continue to call you the noble lord?"

On Brant's slightly melancholy handsome face, a smile suddenly appeared, very faint, but there was an indescribable heaviness in it. He didn't value this noble identity, which did not bring him noble dignity, but on the contrary, let him suffer from the gossip of idlers in front of and behind the backs of many people. "Whatever you like. He said.

Then Sir Colin came up on his horse, and said respectfully, "My lord, it is getting late, and it is not advisable to hurry. "A loyal, upright knight will, in due course, propose the necessity for his allegiance to his lord. But not against the will of the lord.

Brant looked up at the sky that had turned dark, "Uncle Colin, then we'll find a clearing nearby and camp to rest." ”

"Yes, sir. Sir Colin pulled over his horse and ordered the knights who followed him to go ahead and find a camp before it was dark.

Colin Rader holds the title of knighthood, which is a type of baronet titled subordinate to the baron, from whom the baron takes "knighthood" as an honorific title. Most of them refer to people who have made meritorious contributions on the battlefield or have received titles and fields from their lords for some special significance. The Barony is unique in two ways: the Barony is a hereditary honor, but it is not a noble title. Therefore from the baron there was no seat in the upper house of the Parliament of the Federation of Cania.

The dark clouds erased the last rays of the sun, and the night crept in, and the night was like a velvet curtain in the theater, slowly falling. The mirror-like moon hangs in the starry sky, pouring its clear light over the vast land. The road is like a calm river, winding through the dense wheat fields.

After Brandt's party continued to move forward for half a league, a bright red fire shone in front of them, and they slowly walked along the dark road in the direction of the firelight.

Just as they were about a hundred feet on their horses, suddenly another fire burst out of the night. By the time Brant and his family arrived at the camp, an ornate and sturdy tent had been erected, with kitchen utensils set up on two campfires around the tent.

An iron pot filled with water was set up over a vigorous campfire on the left side of the tent, and a knight with his armor removed was busy pouring some hard pieces of beef into the pot, and when the water was boiling, he put the washed and chopped potatoes into the boiling pot and simmered together. With some salt and a few spices, you get a pot of fragrant beef and potato soup. On the other side of the campfire were rows of iron trigons, on which were scurryed sausages, bread, and onions.

When Roy dismounted, he walked up to Brant and said, "I'm going to hunt some game in the woods, do you want to come with me?"

Sir Colin, with a solemn face, was guarding behind Brandt at the moment, and he was always on guard against the young ranger who suddenly appeared in front of him.

Brandt hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook his head and said calmly, "I'm not going," he made an excuse, "I'm going to take care of the grizzly bear." "Brant actually wanted to go hunting in the woods with Roy and experience what it's like to be a ranger. He knew that Uncle Colin wouldn't stop him. But he must have taken a few knights with him. Brandt didn't want to add to Sir Colin's unnecessary worries.

"It's the Great Greyhound. Roy retorted loudly. He wasn't displeased with Brandt's refusal.

Brant laughed dryly and pretended to say, "Roy Ranger, I'm going to take care of the big greyhound now, are you okay?"

"Your pet must be hungry, be careful not to let it bite you. Before he could finish speaking, he turned and galloped towards the woods to the south, and in an instant his whole figure disappeared into the darkness of the woods.

After Roy disappeared into the camp, Sir Colin followed suit.

At this time, Brant heard the hungry roar of the grizzly bear in the cage. Roy was right, he thought to himself, it was really hungry. Brant glanced at the campfire next to him and saw someone sitting on the side roasting food, he walked to the opposite side of the campfire, bent down and bowed his head to the other party politely, "Can you give me two grilled sausages and a loaf of bread?"

"Wait a minute, sir. Jason Knight picked up a silver dinner plate and a knife and fork, and used the knife and fork to wrap a few crispy sausages and a piece of baked golden noodles into the plate. Then get up and respectfully hand it to the other party.

"Thank you. ”

Brandt walked over to the nearby animal cage cart with a plate, picked up a sausage with a knife and fork, and placed it in an iron cage. He said to the big grizzly bear in the iron cage, "This is for you to eat, be careful of scalding." "Brant used to talk to his old buddy Raven, and out of habit he said a few words to the big grizzly bear, whether he understood it or not.

The grizzly bear bent down, first sticking out his head and sniffing the scent of the sausage. After smelling the fragrance, it opened its mouth and bit down.

Brant looked at the big grizzly bear, and thought to himself, if it was Jim, maybe he would say, "It's so good, it's so good." ”

The grizzly bear was biting on the steaming sausage, and suddenly it shook its bear head. There was no doubt that it was burned to the tongue by the steaming sausage, but the big grizzly bear was reluctant to spit out the sausage, and after swallowing the sausage, it stretched out its red tongue and spit it out.

Brant sent out a big grizzly bear, and at the moment it really looked a bit like a big gray dog. This time he waited a little before putting the other sausage in an iron cage. The toasted, crispy loaf of bread was stuffed into his mouth and chewed.

The sound of a fight could be heard in the dark woods to the south, and Brant saw a faint flash of fire, and he was a little worried that Roy was in trouble.

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