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Roel had already taken back the guns, bomb shells and bullets booked with the blacksmith, and gunpowder were also added to the camping props, so he spent almost the money that was irrelevant to the pain of spending money on his body.

His mule pulled firearms, food, camping materials in the minivan, and even walked like a businessman on the bridge built by Bordero.

The residents here kept walking, and the bridge across the sea estuary connected the territory of Bordero and Aquitaine.

On this bridge called Gilro River Bridge, merchants and farmers are bustling with each other, making them bustling with each other, making them bustling and lively.

Elena was wearing a windbreaker and a hat, and couldn't even tell the difference between men and women when riding on the horse. Elemara was no longer as thin as before, and her hips were shaking on the horse, making her look good, especially the firearm with white cloth tied behind her, which looked like a postmodern pole dancing charm.

At this moment, the eyes of passers-by were even completely attracted by Alimara. After all, a woman was riding a horse in her pants, which was still too exciting for the residents of Batonia.

Fortunately, Roel took out the cloth as a tent and covered her body, ignoring Alimara's blushing, and the inconvenience of this cloth, everything was pretty good.

Regarding the ladies, they also have their own reasons to follow Roel, and Elimara needs to go to Oka Mountain to find the enemy who killed his father, if the green skin is still alive.

Elena wants to avenge the Necromancer who destroys the Lighthouse that prevents her from fulfilling the responsibility the forest gives her.

But Elena would still complain. "Short-lived ghost, you chose a horse too slowly!"

Elena rubbed her shoulders and saw that there was no one here. She untied the windbreaker she draped on her body, revealing the leaves-like clothes, and put the windbreaker behind her, letting the wind blow, and her heroic appearance was cool.

Alimara raised her head at this moment. "That, master, I'm fine... The forest is also beautiful at night..."

Roel knocked on the door of the house. His owner was a young middle-aged man. He looked quite wealthy. The house was quite large and beautiful. The servants in the house were packing up their things one after another and preparing dinner.

"Forget it, let me live with you in the forest, you green chaos, beastman, I can bear it, but Alimara?!"

Sometimes, two people will fall into a whirlpool and cannot come out, and someone can pull three people.

Roel immediately retorted. "Slow? Batonia does not have a slow horse, that's because you ran too fast!"

Roel said, "You speak like a dwarf."

But they suddenly noticed that after only walking forward for a few hundred meters, the flow of people suddenly scattered in this vast land, because the village of Aquitaine was very scattered, and it was difficult for outsiders to find it accurately except for locals and merchants who often came.

When the owner saw someone coming in, the owner closed the door. Roel walked to the warm room, but found that the insulation here was not very good and his body was still very cold.

Roel knew that this horse wanted him about 5 gold coins and two 10 gold coins, which was the amount of money he left for his parents!

Roelju was speechless, indeed, even Batonia's horse could not run away from his mule...

When her master and... Ellie silently thought in her heart, she was having a conflict with her master's wife.

It was still Alimala who couldn't bear it and burst into anger. "Stop quarreling, go with me now and have a better attitude towards the owner of the house!"

"Master, look for..."

"Aquitaine is too flat, without any ground danger, difficult to defend and easy to attack. Although it is sandwiched between other duke lords and no large-scale orcs and undead people, it often encounters robbers and criminals, and residents often abandon their houses, which leads to the current situation."

"I'm in a bit too much now."

Roel complained. "Your forests are all forest spirits, and your ancestors all live with you!"

"Then, I'd rather obey my orders." Roel stepped into the room with the lady and tied the horse to the door.

At this moment, only Miss Alimala is seriously looking for accommodation for the night...

She had noticed that a house in the distance was still bright with lights and smoke.

Hum? Aquitan is not as "simple in the folk customs" as others say, and they are all robbers. At least they have met good people!

Elena also apologized. "I lived in the lighthouse for too long. You are not wrong. I should follow the customs."

"Oh! Elena, are you going to say that the forest is better?"

Before Roel finished speaking, the host smiled. "Come in, we welcome the guests."

There are many small fishing villages on the coast. The children's play and play make Roel feel like he is returning to his hometown, especially when they transport the imperial products from the boat into their homes, so they evade tariffs, just like Roel's hometown.

"No, no, no, Miss Elf, you must be defensive." Roel retorted.

"What's the situation? Elena, Elimara, what's wrong here..."

"But let's find a place to spend the night quickly so that I won't be attracted by those guys. My wallet is quite a lot of money."

At this moment, Roel and Elena answered in a very tacit way. "Shut up!"

Elena looked at Roel's mule, and suddenly thought that she was running, and that it was quite difficult for her to shake off the mule in the forest...

They had followed the road to the distance, with no obvious villages or cities nearby, only one abandoned house, and no owner could be seen.

Because in addition to the normal human settlements, there are also a large number of abandoned houses, which makes people unable to tell which village is a real one.

Fortunately, when the horse stepped across the stone bridge that was about a hundred meters long, the scenery of Aquitaine was enough to cure their inner conflicts. On the boundless plains, among the fragments of arable land, the smoke of cooking and the hills reflected each other.

Roel just did some pedanticism in advance for Aquitaine, but not much, just inquired a little, he said.

However, considering that they also need to participate in the battle to buy a mount, this guy actually started to complain!

He immediately changed the subject. "We have been walking for three days. If you weren't willing to live in the village, we wouldn't have walked as slowly as there was no supply."

The two of them untied their knots and rode their horses toward the room. This time they performed very well, like old friends, although they still quarreled with each other, but it was not too much.

Roel was stunned when he saw it, because except for the house, it was like the Hobbit gathering place in the Lord of the Rings, Hobbiton.

The coastline here is also the smoothest in Batoniari, with few towering cliffs, mostly beaches and safe bays.

When Elena looked at the gradually darkening sky and began to look for the forest, she soon discovered that this place was not only flat, but also few hills, let alone forests, only abandoned houses of all sizes.

He walked to the stove to burn the fire, but found that there was no temperature...

He looked at his friend sideways, but found that the place had changed a lot. The kind owner had disappeared before, and instead was a strange black human figure floating in the air.

Elena broke her defense suddenly, her face blushed, and her spoken language was stuttering. "Dwarf..."

But after a moment, the pitchfork passed through the monster without any attack effect!

They fell into the trap!

Alena was fine. The elf's dagger could resist this unincorporated thing, but Alemara had no way to attack them, and her sharp claws had cut through the girl's cloak.

The two of them suddenly became silent, and they realized how much impact they had on themselves after leaving Boldo. They lowered their heads.

"Hello, we are from Boldro, the first time..."

"Let her go!"

Roel sighed. "Sorry, this is my second trip. The first time I am going to go to something called university."

The poor girl shrank her neck, but this matter would not have been raised if it weren't for her big buttocks, but the adventures of the group would never lack disputes.

Roel had a sharp eye and found a plate of garlic snails. It was very good. Even if you spend money today, you would have to stay here.

Roel immediately pulled out the pitchfork, swept it horizontally, and hit the ghost who attacked Alimara. He was not sure whether his attack was effective, but he was just anxious.

"Short-lived ghost, what are you afraid of? I am here, the robber is just fertilizer!"

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm even struggling to run your mule!"

Elena curled her lips. "No, no, the human room is warm, and it's just a hostage spirit, right?"

The two were still quarreling.

Elena was angry and had a poisonous tongue. "You stupid short-lived ghost, the human house is just an insult to trees. Only what grows naturally is beautiful!"

"Oncestors bless me, I am honored me, I am proud, a short-lived ghost!" Elena made exaggerated sign language and muttered.

The former servants also turned into ghosts, swaying their teeth and claws, and the warm fire disappeared. There was no roof in the room, there was no dishes on the table, only the bones of the adventurer.

Roel was discouraged and could not attack them!

But after a while, the monster suddenly twisted and its illusory body exploded like in the old animation Beidou Fist.

Roel suddenly realized that one of his skills was effective on them!

I have to save manuscripts when I put it on the shelves. Although it is still a while (about a month?), I will start two updates a day.

One update will be made at 12 o'clock and at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!