If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

"Sanna, come quickly! Look at this..."

Gweil found the grass plant and ran forward quickly. She did not forget to turn back and shout to Sanna.

Roman's army surrounded and killed wild beasts in the distance, bloody and cruel.

The two girls seemed to be on a picnic, relaxed and lively.

"What is this?" The fisherwoman who grew up on the coast had never seen such a plant.

The narrow and tenacious wild grass was overgrown, crawling on the snow-covered land. It looked like some kind of strawberry, but the fruit was bright and yellow.

"It's yellow berry!" Gweil said happily.

She had eaten such berries in the mountains, and they tasted quite delicious.

Uncle Dick didn't know this wild berry, but Grandpa Garin was knowledgeable and called it yellow berry.

In the distant northern land and Ego land, those bitter and cold places also have the same kind of berries.

It is said that its plants are everywhere, but the fruit is quite rare. The color is amber and golden yellow, and the aggregated shape is like the sunset in the sky. It is called "cloudberry" or "goldenberry".

It can resist low temperatures and cold, and can grow in ice-covered and frosty climates. Some varieties only bear fruit in summer and autumn.

But some species can also grow in winter. Under the thick snow, the dense roots struggle to absorb nutrients from the frozen soil, and finally produce fruits smaller than a strawberry.

"Grandpa Jialin told me that it can be used to treat diseases. If you are weak, eating some yellow berries will make you feel much better. I have been looking for it in the mountains for a long time before, and I only found a small piece. There are so many here!"

Gweil danced with excitement. Among all the berries, yellow berries are the most delicious berries she has ever eaten.

The conditions in the mountains are limited and not suitable for the growth of yellow berries. Now it seems that she has come to a golden mountain.

She was extremely happy. Now she understands how it feels to pick up a treasure.

"Sanna, come and taste it!" Gweil fell to the ground, picked a yellow berry from the top of the plant and put it in her mouth.

She showed an extremely intoxicated expression.

Sanna also picked a yellow berry curiously, and felt the rich fruity aroma and cool taste instantly exploded in her mouth. The strong taste impact made her eyes widen, and she immediately understood why Gweil was in such a mood.

She happily rolled back and forth in the snow and grass, and ran wild everywhere until her hair became messy. Finally, she sat on this narrow piece of grass. She clenched her little fist and made a bold statement: "I will pick a big bucket for Roman!"

She did it as soon as she said it. She ran to the winter hunting team and asked someone for a wooden barrel used to bleed wild beasts.

Sanna recalled the aftertaste of the yellow berry and felt that it was a bit like a cold baked apple, but too sweet. The skin was tender, soft and thin, and the juice was rich like thick milk.

She subconsciously thought of Kao who was sick in bed, and after hearing Gweil talk about the value of yellow berries, she ran over to ask for a wooden barrel and prepared to take it back so that Kao could eat more. Perhaps he would get better faster, and then the master would not let her stay by Kao's bedside.

The yellow berries grow densely, but the fruits are sparsely distributed. Often only one yellow berry grows per square meter. The fruit is also very small, about the size of a thumb cap.

Even in this lush grassland, it takes a whole day to fill a bucket with a wooden barrel.

The two girls were completely immersed in the joy of picking, which was the joy and excitement of genetic instinct.

They were happy to eat yellow berries when they were thirsty and hungry, and they didn't feel tired at all.

At some point, Sana looked back.

There was no trace or figure of the winter hunting team.

She was a little scared for no reason. Seeing that the barrel was half full of yellow berries, she said to Gweiler, "Let's go back. These should be enough."

"There are a lot of yellow berries ahead. If you are afraid, go back. I want to pick a big bucket for Roman!" Gweiler picked yellow berries tirelessly. It seemed that her young body had endless energy.

She walked forward with the barrel, and Sana had to follow her.

She glanced at Gweiler from time to time, feeling a little relieved.

This field was very narrow and long.

On the left was a dense forest, deep and bottomless, and on the right was a hill, with trees of different heights growing on the same hills. Behind it was uninhabited and isolated from the world.

The surrounding terrain was unpredictable, only the yellow berries ahead seemed to be increasing, paving a winding, golden road, tempting and calling her to keep moving forward, moving forward...

...

The chaotic sky suddenly darkened, and the wind became stronger and stronger.

Gweiler looked at the full wooden barrel, which weighed about 7 or 8 kilograms.

She finally brought Sanna back.

"Don't be afraid, Sanna, you won't get lost if you follow me.

"I've been in the mountains for a long time and have never been lost.

"Grandpa Jialin said that I am a lucky Gweiler. I am not a child who only brings bad luck. I also have luck that others can hardly reach.

"Grandpa Jialin is comforting me, but I don't like this nickname, 'Lucky Gweiler'. I have taken away all the luck, leaving only bad luck for others.

"I always hurt others inadvertently.

"Those people are afraid of me, I can understand, I want to be the one who suffers bad luck, and bring luck to others. In this way, they can gather around me and get good luck around me.

"But I am actually very lucky, because even so, there are people who can accept me, Roman, Grandpa Jialin, Uncle Dick... and you...

"Only you are willing to accompany me and not afraid of me, I am actually very grateful to you.

"If you are in trouble, I will help you, and I will not let you be wronged..."

Gweir led the way, panting and carrying the barrel.

I don’t know how long I walked, and I don’t know how long I talked.

She would do this sometimes, telling people her inner worries and anguish.

Roman was very busy, Galin was far away in the mountains, and Dick and Jet didn't have time to listen to her inner thoughts. They didn't understand a girl's delicate and sensitive mind.

She could only tell Sanna those things that were on her mind, not to seek comfort, but because some things would be very uncomfortable if she kept them in her heart, and it would be much better if she spoke them out.

Without Sanna, she could only express her inner annoyance to the flowers, plants and trees.

She was very well-behaved in front of Roman, but not in front of Sanna.

Gweir talks a lot, some nonsense, and talks from the bottom of her heart.

Sometimes, she would also listen to Sanna's complaints about Kaa.

She could see the scars on Sanna's body, although they would disappear without a trace as time went by.

But pain is pain. Sometimes she sheds tears when she sees Sanna. She doesn't want to see Sanna get hurt.

Maybe it's time to talk to Kaa!

It was up to her to come forward and talk to that mean boy and ask him to stop his cruel behavior.

She thought about it for a long time, thinking about it in her heart. The lonely wind came, but she didn't hear a response for a long time.

Gweir looked back, only to find that there was no one behind her.

Plop!

The barrel fell to the ground, and many yellow berries rolled on the ground...