Lord Helanza

At dusk, the grassland at the foot of the Gandaul Mountain Forest Farm was immersed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The last rays of sunlight render everything here into golden. The clouds in the sky, the mountains beyond the forest farm, the vast grasslands, the military camps at the foot of the mountains, the thunder rhinoceros grazing by the river, and the wrinkled old face of the veteran squatting on the rock and chewing tobacco are all dyed. golden.

It takes almost half a month to leave the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment camp. The camp in front of me is more than twice as large as when I left.

In addition to building a forty-fifty meter-high arrow tower at the four corners of the camp, the camp’s wooden fence has also become a double layer, and loess is tamped in the middle, and the wooden fence has become a simple city wall. , A group of soldiers carrying alloy bows patrolled the wooden wall back and forth with Lance on their shoulders.

The camp of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment was almost completely renewed, transformed into a military stronghold in war.

At the entrance of the camp, two gates lined by wooden fences were built. From time to time, a group of cavalry passed by the gate, and overlooking the grass in the sunset, a group of cavalry was facing the camp. Galloping, the Knights on the Kubolai horse wore heavy armor. A five-meter Knight long spear hung on one side of the saddle. The leader carried a flag on his shoulder. The flag flew into the wind as the horse ran.

The temporary market on the hillside was full of various materials. At this time, there were still trucks of materials that had just arrived. The entire market was very lively. Some merchants who had just arrived were unloading goods from the carriage. The guys in the caravan led the horses to the river to wash them, and some guys started to set up tents on the grass slopes.

Some merchants chose the location of temporary residences and began to contact other merchants to understand the trading conditions on the market.

The open-air tavern that was originally located at the end of the market has now been surrounded by caravans that followed one after another. Now it has become the core area of ​​the temporary market. It not only operates barley wine, but also the tavern. Boss has also expanded its operations to provide various meals for nearby caravans.

The battle of Mo Yun Mountain Range has not yet begun, but the forest camp has shown the tension before the war. In order to compete for the market share of the spoils of war after the victory, dozens of caravans flocked to the camp. 57 Caravans of the heavy armored infantry regiment squeezed on this hillside at the same time.

He Boqiang waded on the clover grass with no big legs, and climbed up to a mound in the distance. Through the sunset, the lively scene of the camp can be seen.

There are still four devil heads hanging on his waist. The tree vine has worn out a green mark on his leather armor. The leather armor on his body is soaked in sweat and exposed to the hot sun. After doing so repeatedly, the whole leather armor is full of salt.

At this moment, he was embarrassed like a tramp fleeing famine. If he were not for a heavy Roman sword hung on his waist, he might be driven away by soldiers passing by along the way.

Those devil heads are wrapped in a layer of plant ash, it is difficult to see what they should be one after another.

On the way from the hill to the temporary market, there were at least three patrol warriors' interrogations. Fortunately, the patrol missions in this area were the responsibility of the warriors of the 57th Heavy Armored Infantry Regiment. It was because he did not know He Boqiang and many people knew Surdak that He Boqiang successfully passed the three inspections.

He Boqiang did not go directly to the barracks to find Surdak. Now the camp of the 57th heavy armored infantry regiment may not be easy to enter, so He Boqiang dragged his tired body directly back to the merchant Larkin.

The temporary market at dusk is still very lively, and the open-air pub is even more crowded. The aroma of barbecue and the smell of ale drifted far away, causing He Boqiang's dry stomach to spasm. He Boqiang licked his chapped lips and walked back to Larkin's tent.

In front of the tent, Gabi, the curly-haired boy, has put away the stall and is squatting in front of the tent to check the supplies. It seems that another batch of goods has been sent from his hometown. The businessman Larkin may have been busy recently. NS.

It seems that someone is standing aside. The businessman Larkin lifts the head subconsciously and takes a look. He sees He Boqiang who is as embarrassed as a savage, stared wide-eyed, and asks He Boqiang exaggeratedly. "Oh my god, little Duck, what have you experienced..."

Little Duck...

In the long-lost voice, He Boqiang squinted at Larkin and smirked.

At this time, Larkin stood up quickly, without paying attention to the inventory of supplies, and quickly said to the curly boy Gaby:

"Take him to the river for a good wash...Oh , No! Ulysses, you lazy guy, don’t sleep anymore, get up quickly and get some water. Gabi, you make a fire and boil water. What little Duck needs now is hot water that can relieve his exhaustion. Take a shower."

Larkin shouted into the tent.

brawny Ulysses, naked and muscular, ran out of the tent, his face looked like he had just woken up. Before he could figure out the situation, he lifted two big logs from the side of the tent. Bucket ran to the river without looking back.

This big guy’s daily task is to watch the night, so he basically sleeps in a tent during the day. It’s his ability to sleep in a noisy street until this time. .

But it's not to blame Larkin for scolding him, he obviously got up late today.

In contrast, some of the thin Gabi is more clever, he is almost the assistant of the businessman Larkin, even though he is so young, he can help Larkin in many ways.

At this time, Gabi ran to start the fire and boil water without saying a word.

Larkin walked to He Boqiang's side. Although He Boqiang's wounds have been properly treated, the pierced holes in the leather armor, as well as the linen on the shoulders, arms, and chest The blood stains on the cloth all explained He Boqiang's injuries.

"My God, you are hurt...!" Larkin's voice was full of concern, and he helped He Boqiang get the item on his body. Next, he said, "Surdak hasn't missed you for the last few days. He originally wanted to come to you, but the situation of the 57th regiment has changed a little recently. He has been unable to get out during this time."

I saw the Roman sword that had been chopped off to some extent, the mallet. The same heavy sword blade can be made like this, making Larkin's mouth open into an'O' shape.

Then he said: "I heard him say that you went to the mountains, you are really a brave guy."

He Boqiang untied the vines from his waist and let the four A devil head rolled onto the grass.

It feels like a few coconuts falling from a coconut tree, Larkin glanced at it casually.

Then his eyes were deeply attracted by these dirty and rotten coconuts on the ground, and for a while, he was a little speechless with excitement.

Larkin's tongue was curled, and he squatted and said, "This is...I...free Goddess, you...you...I'll go get some boxes, this thing should be good Just pretend that you hang behind the fart stock like this and bring them back?"

The expression is like looking at a fool, he lowered his voice and said to He Boqiang :

"You are so lucky, if you dare to do this in the wild,'death' is your only end."

Larkin whispered to He Boqiang with a serious face:

"Whether it is a slave hunter...adventure group...and those patrolling squad, no matter who sees you daring to walk through the Gandal Mountains alone, with these valuable things on your body, it is impossible to bear. I won’t do anything to you..."

"..."

He Boqiang looked at Larkin speechlessly.

Larkin stared at He Boqiang, and said seriously: "Don't you believe it? Hey...this World is far less beautiful than you think."

Actually, except for this He Boqiang has always believed that this World is still very beautiful in the endless war of planes.

Whether it is Surdak, the other warm-hearted warriors of the second squad, as well as the businessman Larkin, the curly-haired boy Gaby, and Ulysses, everyone is very kind, which makes He Boqiang think this It may be the good quality of the Grimm Empire.

Didn't expect Larkin to be far more pessimistic than He Boqiang.

After saying so much, Larkin remembered that He Boqiang was carrying Devil's head.

Since Little Dark can defeat Devil, Larkin has a trace of awe in his eyes, and asks He Boqiang:

"By the way...how did you get these things? You should Isn't it a deeply hidden Fiend hunter?"