Riding the lark away from the earth, starting a new journey, in the wind could not talk to the field who turned into a lark, Arthur did not care, just looked down from the high sky, watched the cottage gradually become smaller and finally disappeared, an indescribable sense of loss came from the heart: "Goodbye hometown, goodbye Grandpa Aven, goodbye, will be goodbye, definitely." ”

Grandpa Aiwen's advice before leaving is still in his ears, like all old people who are not worried about his grandson, he is full of worries about Arthur's future, and Arthur himself is much more chic, not ruthless, but because since he came to the world, he has made up his mind to try everything that he could not try in his previous life, and the reason why he has been able to settle down and live here for so long, in addition to understanding his own lack of strength, is also to experience this life, being in the jungle with wild beasts, sleeping on the grass at night and watching the stars until he falls asleep, watching the children around him become teenagers, and he himself is still a bystander。 He was ready, ready to set off, to throw himself into this magical world, to break free from all shackles and to reach far away.

Arthur is the second time in this world to make such a long journey, but the first time he is still a baby, all the way to get here in a carriage wrapped in his arms, at that time he always thought about sleeping, he couldn't see any scenery at all, although he had been a plane in his previous life, although comfortable, but far from so happy, he couldn't help but look forward to the moment when he turned into a crow, flying with his wings.

At noon, they stopped at a hill to rest, and ate some food that Evan had prepared before departure. As a large bird, although the lark has no special abilities except for its large body, it is already a kind of magical beast, and Arthur is very surprised that Field can support it for so long to change, he looks like he is only in his twenties, and he can already be considered a genius to have such strength.

"Master Arthur, we pass by a human town at night, and we will be able to eat something good, clean beds, beautiful hostesses, it is pleasant to think about," Field said to Arthur with a smile. He has long blond hair and brown eyes, has a sunny temperament when he laughs, and is also very enthusiastic about Arthur. He's a delightful guy. After all, Arthur's father wouldn't deliberately find someone to make him unhappy to pick him up.

"Field, don't call me young master. It's about to enter the kingdom of St. Helier, what is the human town like, is it very lively?" Arthur asked curiously.

Field smiled secretly that he was indeed a child, and although he lived a long life, he was also much later in his heart than humans. But he didn't know that Arthur was much more mature than him in terms of mental age.

Field deliberately exaggerated his tone and said, "Of course, it's much more lively than your little village, and there are good things you've never seen before!"

Arthur was amused by his childlike demeanor, but he also showed a look of yearning. He smiled and replied, "Yes, there are so many things I haven't seen before!" ”

Field was surprised by his answer, but reacted immediately.

"Yes, King Arthur, your wish is my will, and your most loyal subject, Field, is at your disposal," Field bowed exaggeratedly, turning into a lark once more, allowing Arthur to climb on his back and spread his wings to fly.

Arthur's attitude towards him is very helpless, who is the child?

Not wanting to attract attention, they chose to walk into the town.

The town was small, but it was well equipped, and they quickly found a tavern with nice rooms upstairs, but as soon as they put their things down, Field clamored to go downstairs for a drink, and he really liked the kind of lively lads, and Arthur, who wanted to have dinner in his room, was like an old man in comparison.

But when they came down the stairs and sat down at a table, they attracted the attention of almost everyone, who were strangers, after all, and that attention turned into laughter when Field asked the not-so-beautiful hostess for a glass of juice.

"There's milk too, would you like to have a glass too?" A man with a rough and strong appearance joked loudly, which immediately drew even more laughter. It looks like a warrior, and it is inevitable that people with strength will joke casually. But in Arthur's opinion, this man is at most level five or six, I'm afraid he doesn't even have a fighting spirit, and making jokes about Field, who is at least level eight, is really a bit unsure of life and death. Although Field always looked weak.

"There are always a lot of boring people, beautiful young lady, and I don't think you will laugh at the slightest wish of a tired traveler. Field didn't seem to mind the man's joke, still smiling as he placed a silver coin on the table.

The pockmarked 'beautiful lady' smiled brighter because of the magic of the silver coin or the praise of the handsome Field.

"I'll go and prepare it for you, sir," said the hostess, turning her gaze to Arthur, "what about this gentleman, would you like a glass of juice too?"

"You've got a bar, get me a drink!" said Arthur. Ale is a common tavern drink, a home-brewed, low-alcohol liquor, a bit like beer, and Arthur never minds reminiscing about the taste of the earth. However, it seems that this choice caused the laughter that had just subsided to roar again, and this time even the waitress covered her mouth and snickered, and Field looked at him with a depressed expression.

"I didn't expect there to be a man between the two of you. The man who didn't know whether he was alive or dead laughed again, but Field still didn't have a seizure, and directly ignored him, which made Arthur, who wanted to watch some good play, a little regretful.

It was in this eccentric atmosphere that they ate their respective dinners.

Suddenly, the door of the bar was slammed open, and a young guard rushed in and said breathlessly, "Master Wei, dead, Bingbu is dead" and the noisy tavern fell silent for a moment.

"Where, take me quickly". The rugged man's face changed, and he hurried forward, grabbed the guard's arm, and asked, and then both of them rushed out of the gate and disappeared into the night.

The people in the tavern began to talk in a low voice, as if they were apprehensive.

"I don't know who died this time. ”

"It's good to stay here tonight. ”

......

Arthur and Field looked at each other, then stood up and walked out. In addition to the same curiosity, it is also out of confidence in strength, in such a small place, it is difficult to have the opponent of the elite cultivated by Field, the Bloodthorn Camp. And the guard commander rushed out without hesitation, which also proved that the murderer's strength was not particularly strong. Since there is no danger, none of them mind satisfying their curiosity.