It was getting late, and the stars in the sky were so brilliant that it was hard to know what to do.
The black horse named "Lightning" was galloping along the forest path with its strong four hooves. For "Lightning", which had been carrying heavy cargo all year round, the weight of the minors on its back was as light as nothing.
An hour had passed since they left Mingdie. Nia couldn't help but tugged on the boy's clothes and asked again: "Verus, are you sure Miss Fred can really catch up?"
The young man scratched his head and said hesitantly: "Probably, probably... maybe?"
The young man replied that he no longer had the confidence he had before, and he could not understand the current situation.
Ming Die usually rarely rides horses when traveling far away. Her own foot strength is not comparable to that of ordinary horses. Even if the "lightning" speed is amazing, after all, they are traveling through the forest trails, and it is impossible to go faster than they can.
A ghost butterfly that moves regardless of the terrain.
Since it doesn't take much effort to catch up with them, does the problem lie with the previous group of bandits?
Will it take a lot of effort for the scary female elf to deal with some bandits?
At least the young man didn't think that any of the people he met before could cause any trouble to his "instructor".
Who makes this world so unfair? Strong men with extremely high combat power cannot be suppressed by simply accumulating numbers.
A young man once asked Wei Nakodo: "Besides the reasonable allocation of troops and formation layout, what else is important on the battlefield?"
Venacodo only said one sentence: "Soldiers fight soldiers, adversaries fight generals, kings fight kings."
These are simple and easy-to-understand world rules.
If the strength is not at the same level, there is no point in fighting. The weaker party can simply admit defeat, and no matter how hard it resists, it will be in vain.
He heard from Wenacdo that the Hero King Victor Hercules was once called "the enemy of ten thousand people", which means that he has the combat power to match ten thousand soldiers. One person can match an army, and one person can defeat them all.
It can make a kingdom tremble.
The Golden Lion Wenarkodo also has the title of the strongest warrior in the Noah Empire. He has almost no defeats in his life. He has countless dead souls under his sword. He is not a being that can be killed simply by filling the lives of ordinary soldiers.
If it weren't for the Flame Witch Firingel, it wouldn't be difficult for Venacodo and the elites of the Badafingre Legion to break out of the orcs' encirclement.
The night elf female killer named Butterfried that the boy knew was also a dangerous character who was above ordinary people.
Mingdie is definitely not someone who can handle bandits who have practiced some boxing and only gang up to bully ordinary people on weekdays.
Not to mention a dozen bandits, even if the number was ten times more, he, the "instructor", could escape unscathed.
But if you think about it this way, if Ming Die hasn't caught up with the boy now, something happened to them.
Nia believed what the young man said before, but it was also true that Mingdie had not followed the team, so she suggested: "Verus, how about we go back to find her? What if something happens to her?"
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"Forehead……"
The young man was helpless. He wanted to tell Nia: If there was really something that could make Mingdie, who ranked fourth on the killer list, troublesome, it wouldn't be something that they two little brats could solve by helping.
"Nia, actually that Miss Fred is..."
Should we reveal the true identity of the night elf? The young man hesitated.
To tell the true identity of "Mingdie" is to reveal everything, which will inevitably involve his previous entanglement with the "Smiling Puppet".
It's better to spare him! That was a memory he least wanted to mention.
"Actually, what is Miss Fred?" the girl deliberately repeated the boy's words, and she was waiting for the boy to continue.
In fact, the thoughtful Nia has already noticed the problem with "Miss Fred".
Miss Fred, an elf ranger who appeared inexplicably, she and the boy seemed to know each other's past, but they both kept silent about it.
Fred mentioned the so-called "cleaning organization", and Nia was not really naive enough to think that it was just a simple "cleaning job".
And she was not unaware that she had lost a memory...
However, the boy who obviously knew the truth did not say that there would be any harm in following "Miss Fred", so Nia also chose to believe that "Miss Fred", who was currently very friendly to everyone, was a good person.
As for the truth of the matter, she had been waiting for the boy to tell her.
Nia saw that the young man lowered his head and seemed to be concentrating on driving the horse, so she asked again: "Actually, what is Miss Fred?"
As a result, the young man turned his head in confusion and asked, "Uh? What?"
"Hmm?" The boy's reaction made Nia confused about the situation, and she could only hum twice without knowing what was being said.
"I'm sorry Nia, I haven't been sleeping well lately and my mind has wandered a bit. Did we talk about anything just now?"
Nia sighed secretly, not knowing whether the boy was really confused or pretending to be confused, but she thought that the boy had not had much rest along the way, and she couldn't help but worry about the boy's health. She said: "I didn't say anything.
, if you are tired, let’s stop for a while, take a rest, and wait for Miss Fred by the way, right?”
"okay."
The young man nodded, tightened the reins, and the galloping "Lightning" jogged for a few steps before stopping.
There is no way to choose to pretend to be stupid and get past it. Lying is not easy. The young man cannot guarantee that the words he made up at random can really "justify himself". Who knows that he is not a liar in the first place?
The two of them jumped off the horse. After getting off the wide saddle, the boy and the girl realized that they were actually very tired.
The young man felt that his hands and feet were as heavy as lead, and his eyelids were constantly struggling between the two choices of "closing" and "opening". If there was a soft big bed in front of him, he would definitely not be able to get up once he fell down.
Already.
But after all, they were in the wild, there was no luxurious big bed in front of them, and the environment was not that safe and beautiful.
The exhausted young man still had to cheer up. He turned around and grabbed the reins to lead "Lightning" into the dense forest.
After all, parking this dark horse on the road could easily cause trouble, and Nia followed closely behind the boy with her half-asleep sister in her arms, although now she was also walking with difficulty, and it was difficult to just stand.
After finding a small open space, the boy rummaged through the luggage on the horse and found a few thick pieces of cloth and spread them on the ground as blankets and quilts. In this forest that has just entered winter, you can't leave behind your last breath at all costs.
Basic measures to keep warm,
The feeling of lying on it is not bad, but the dirty pebbles under the mat are a bit scratchy, but for a teenager who can sleep soundly on the mountain of knives, this is nothing to worry about.
Nia didn't plan to ask the boy about the elf anymore, at least for the time being.
At this time, they realized that they were exhausted and did not even have the energy to mourn their two companions who had passed away recently; they just wanted to take a good rest and leave everything until dawn.
The boy almost closed his eyes, but when he squinted, he saw that the girl wrapped in a rag was still holding her knees and half-crouching under the night sky with no intention of falling asleep, so he asked: "Nia, aren't you still asleep?"
Facing the boy's concern, Nia smiled tiredly and said, "Do you want someone to keep watch? We are all asleep, so no one can wake the other one up."
"Then I'll keep watch while you go to sleep." After hearing what Nia said, the boy remembered the problem. They were in a dangerous forest after all. If everyone was asleep, they wouldn't be able to deal with any accident in time.
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"No need, didn't you and Uncle Haimer keep vigil all night before? It's my turn as well."
Nia was talking about the little rules she had established during her previous trip with Heimer.
It was said that everyone was asked to take turns to watch the night according to the time period, but in fact, neither Heimer nor Zeref included Nia and the boy in the night watch list, it was just the two adults who took turns to watch the night.
When they arrived at the boy's or Nia's class, both Heimer and Zeref would advise them to go to bed early.
Judging from the current night, it was past the vigil time of Heimer and the boy, and it happened to be Yunia's vigil. In two hours, the bleary-eyed Zeref would take over with a few usual complaints.
Well, although Heimer and Zeref are both gone now...
But the boy always felt that Zeref was actually sleeping next to him at this time, grinding his teeth and snoring loudly as before, while Heimer was sitting cross-legged on a piece of grass in the distance, looking solemnly in the moonlight with his head above his head, wiping his hair with a coarse cloth.
An ancestral sword... It's a pity that these are just illusions.
"Okay, if anything happens, wake me up immediately." The young man knew that the gentle Nia also had her own stubbornness.
And he was indeed exhausted, so he was reluctant to keep vigil, so the young man didn't argue anymore.
"Well, don't worry! You can sleep well."
"Good night then, Nia."
"Good night, Verus."
After saying good night to each other, the boy closed his eyes under the girl's concerned gaze.
In this way, a night that was quieter than before passed.
However, at dawn, they still did not see the figure of the night elf.