Dawn of the Grey Tower

"You should leave here, and soon it will become the place closest to the battlefield. We can't guarantee that no Kraken will slip ashore while fighting." Jia Lun stood beside the woman and bowed to her. , The sun let her shadow project on the man, but could not cover all. It's no wonder that the woman's abdomen sitting in a wicker chair and looking at the sea has a pronounced bulge, and the baby in her belly has basically developed completely in almost eight months. But at the same time, this female warrior, who was once inferior to Lothar, almost lost her ability to protect herself. .

It stands to reason that women in this era will not be as difficult as networms when giving birth, even if there is still a lot of people who can work in September. But there is still a problem. Although the physical quality of networms is better than most women, she is still a little younger. She is only 17 or 8 years old this year, plus too rigorous training and malnutrition in her childhood. The body of the female maid was not ready to become a mother. This is also a very common thing in this era. The backward medical environment and health knowledge have caused a large number of miscarriages and dystocias. In many places, the reproduction of offspring is to put the mother ’s life on the natural gaming table as the price tag.

Of course, that would n’t happen to networms anymore. The witches, especially several witches like Jia Lun, had a great sense of guilt for her. They had and were willing to provide a good environment for the maid soldiers to ensure her health. And security. As a mother, Networm accepted their kindness. But as a wife, she also has her own thoughts, "Have you heard stories about war? It's not a war story praising heroes, kings, knights and wizards. It's a story about ordinary people in war."

Jia Lun frowned slightly, and she didn't understand the other person's meaning, so she kept quiet and waited for the web bug to continue. The female maid gently stroked her abdomen with a warm smile on her face, but the story she said was not so warm, "I heard a story, no, I should say I have seen many of these The story, the protagonist in it has been changing, and the place where it happened has been changing, but the direction and ending of the story are always the same. There is always a couple, they are waiting for the birth of their child, and then the husband is called to join the battle or Wife is always helpless to build a huge project. It ’s strange that I always want to wait for me to find someone who is willing to give birth to him. I will never let him leave me. But I Let him take the initiative to participate in your task. So you see, if the story will be repeated again and again, should there be some truth in it? Unfortunately, I ca n’t think too well. In short, the wife will wait for her Husbands, some are shorter, some are longer. Some of them died in the process, some changed their hearts, and some were forced ... But at the end of these stories, the one who stayed in place People can always To the man she was waiting Even if his body can not wait, I can wait until his soul. "

"But I don't want you to go far away, I just hope you can get closer to the witch, so that I can better protect you and your children. As for the tarantula, of course we will Bring him back to you, everyone will tell him where you are. You do n’t have to worry about it. "Jialun's tone was softer than before, and something in her heart was touched by the networm's words. It is not uncommon for her to be trained as a leader of the younger generation of the Witches.

"That won't work." She shook her head and looked back from the sea. "Although they have many metaphors for him, in my opinion he was never a lion or a bear or a wolf. That guy is a goat. Have you ever seen it? It ’s the kind of sheep with horns that jump on the rocks together. As long as he charges, he will ignore everything, only know that he runs forward without a life. That ’s how he looks like. So I Ca n’t go, if I go, when he rushes back here, his steps will stop, he will feel tired, tired, he may not be able to run again. I have to wait here Hold him, let him see me, see our children, give him a new direction, and let him continue running without stopping. "

The witch was silent for a moment, and she felt that the woman in front of her and some of the networms she knew did not match. In fact, this is also quite normal. People look different when facing different objects, and there is no mask that is deliberately forged. After all, no one will treat his friends as his parents, and vice versa. . What Jia Lun sees now is the face that the female mercenary has never seen before. This is the face of her as a wife and mother. This is somewhat incomprehensible to witches growing in a different order environment than the normal human society. The witches were born without fathers, nor did they know their biological mothers. No one has ever given them such tender emotions. Even Fethis, who is like a mother to Jialun, will not sincerely express such emotions. Show it to her. For a moment, Jia Lun was jealous of the fetus in the belly of Net Worm. She was jealous that this new life could come to this world in such a parental testimony. But immediately, she thought that it was not just his parents who made this little life really appear in this world.

"Okay, if you insist. I will let the monsters and Saik come here as your bodyguards, and their tasks will be completed soon. In addition, I suggest you reduce the contact with the sailors, their status is very bad. It ’s stable, and it ’s good for your children to stay away from those who are full of fishy smell. Before the battle starts, if you change your mind, use this to contact me. ”She said, putting a silver pendant on the other side Hands. The pendant was made like a spider hanging down from above ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The silver chain became the silk thread spit out by this spider , In short, I made it like this, I hope you can like it. When you want to use it, shout my name three times at it. But as soon as the war begins, I ca n’t help you. Seriously, I still hope you I can listen to my advice. Even if they act smoothly, this battle will not end so easily. Not only him, but you also have to think about your children. People who were born in the war can't escape the war all their lives. "

"Thank you." Networm wrapped the necklace that the witch gave her to her hand, admiring the elegant silver spider in the sun. "If this battle is over and I don't use this necklace, I can use it as a gift. Give it to my child? He will like it. "

"Necklace has been given to you, how to use it is your freedom." The witch ran away from the mercenary after quickly saying this.

The networm sat quietly in the wicker chair. She licked her right index finger and lifted it into the air. "The wind direction has changed."

At the same time, the captains on the pier in Disappointing Bay also reached the same conclusion as her through various methods.

"The direction of the wind has changed! Raise the sail for me! It's time to settle accounts with those fishmen!"