The golden boy took Clara away from the green fields. After that, he did not go to the main roads, but chose places that were less visited.
The two of them walked in the wilderness for two days, until they almost ran out of water and there were no rivers or streams nearby. Then they approached the road again and asked for some water from a caravan.
The golden boy had already taken out his money bag and took out a silver coin, but was rejected by the caravan leader.
The latter said that he was a believer in Pisiya, and the goddess taught people to help each other and love each other.
Especially when we are away from home, we should look after each other.
Upon hearing this, the golden boy silently put the money bag away and continued on his way.
The little maid on horseback noticed that when he was talking to the fat leader, there was a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, and she couldn't help but be confused.
When she reached a place where no one was around, Clara said tentatively, "I remember you said before that you were an unbeliever? Then why do you work for the Silver Moon Church?"
"This is none of your business." Jin Tong said calmly.
"It's really none of my business, but I am idle now. If I don't chat, I have nothing to do." The little maid then guessed, "Is it for money?"
"no."
"that power?"
"No."
"Hmm, could it be... beauty?"
The golden boy turned back and gave Clara a meaningful look. That look made the little maid shiver, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body, and she subconsciously grabbed the blanket on her body.
Fortunately, the golden boy quickly looked away again and continued on his way.
Clara also breathed a sigh of relief.
After that, neither of them spoke anymore. The golden boy finally got the peace he had longed for. Unfortunately, this peace did not last long. The little maid spoke again, "By the way, are you married?"
The golden boy sighed, "Give up..."
"What to give up?"
"Give up studying me and find a way to escape from me."
"I'm not studying you, nor am I trying to escape." The maid blinked.
"Really?" Jintong sneered, "You kept asking for water every now and then along the way, and you quickly drank up the water I brought, because you knew there was no place to replenish the water source nearby. In this case,
I am forced to stay close to the road and contact other people, so that I can leave clues for those who come to find you."
After the golden boy finished speaking, he looked at Clara again, wanting to appreciate the panic in the latter's face after her thoughts were exposed.
As a result, we could only see confusion and surprise on the girl's face.
"Do you usually think of people so bad?" Clara asked curiously, "I just like to drink water. Before I met you, I had never left the green field. How could I know if there was anything nearby?
Water source.”
"…………"
The golden boy could tell that the little maid was not lying. Clara's eyes were the purest he had ever seen, without a trace of impurity.
In fact, after getting along with each other for these two days, he also discovered that the target of his kidnapping was a bit special... He looked careless, as if he couldn't feel any trouble at all, not even about being kidnapped.
How did it bother her?
Most people would be scared to death when caught by him. They would cry and cry every day without even daring to express their anger.
However, Clara did not eat less and slept less along the way, and even in the wild, she fell asleep very easily. She even had a sweet dream last night, and the golden boy was awakened by her giggles in the middle of the night. Jian
Half of them were taken out.
At the beginning, the golden boy suspected that Clara was just faking it, but now he was almost certain that it was the little maid who was like this, which was probably a kind of talent.
The golden boy led the horse and walked southeast for a while, then suddenly turned around and headed northeast again, still taking the lonely path.
The little maid was still very interested, looking around and asking questions.
However, as dusk approached, Clara noticed that the golden boy's face had become very sad, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and the hand holding the reins was trembling slightly.
"Are you sick?" the little maid asked with concern.
"No." The golden boy tried hard to suppress the irritability in his chest, walked about half a mile further, found a place with leeward, and tied the horse.
On the other side, Clara also picked up some dry branches from the surroundings and piled them together.
The golden boy took out the fire sickle and flint.
As the bonfire rose, the surroundings became a lot warmer, but the golden boy's condition did not get better, but seemed to get worse.
Not only the hands, but also the feet began to shake.
He quickly opened the package, took out a small copper bowl only half the size of his hand, and then put a piece of dark brown stuff into it.
The golden boy put the small copper bowl on the fire. As soon as the white smoke rose, he couldn't wait to put his nose to it and suck greedily. He looked like he wanted to suck up all the air around him. After that, not only the shaking of his hands and feet stopped
I no longer sweat, and there is a look of intoxication on my face.
It's like enjoying some delicacy in the world.
Clara stared at this strange scene with her eyes widened.
Just at this time, the golden boy also raised his head and looked at her. Their eyes met, and the golden boy's golden boy's heart shone with a dangerous and strange light.
The uncomfortable feeling that made the little maid come back again. Fortunately, the golden boy took a few deep breaths and finally suppressed the impulse in his heart.
He said calmly to the little maid, "Go to sleep. We have to travel tomorrow. We will be there in two days."
For the first time this time, Clara did not ask any more questions, and lay down obediently holding the blanket.
Early the next morning, the golden boy had completely returned to normal, and the two continued on their way.
"what is that?"
"What?"
"Is the thing in the copper bowl last night the reason why you serve the Silver Moon Church? You suffer from some kind of vicious disease and need to rely on that thing to save your life?" Clara guessed.
Hearing this, the corners of Jintong's mouth raised again, revealing a sarcastic look, "Help, no, that thing is what caused my illness."
Clara was a little surprised, "But the way you looked at that time, you looked pretty, pretty..."
"It's quite enjoyable." Golden Boy helped the little maid finish her sentence, "That thing is like that, it can bring joy and pain, and the more you indulge in the joy it brings, the more you leave.
After it, the pain will become more intense...unable to resist, and in the end you still have to surrender to it.
"Prone at its feet, like a dog that comes and goes when called upon, longing for its master's bones."
"Are you talking about... love? Because that's how I heard those bards describe love, and it sounds quite scary." The little maid said.
"Believe me, what I say is much scarier than love."
"Okay...but if this is a disease, you should try to ask Merlin for help. His medical skills are very powerful, and he might be able to cure you."
This chapter has been completed!