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In the vast wilderness, the front scout of an army spotted a group of soldiers who had abandoned their armor and fled, and quickly stopped them.

"What are you?" the scout asked the deserter in front of him, holding up his spear, but anyone who dared to act rashly was a hole.

"Sir, we are the guards of Yamen Pass," the deserter quickly shouted as he looked at the scouts who gradually surrounded them.

"Yamen Pass?" the scout thought for a moment, and quickly asked: "What happened to Yamen Pass?"

Yamen Pass has fallen!" cried the deserter with a sad face.

"What?!" the scout was taken aback, it's only been a few days, and the Yamen Pass is gone?"

"The rebels, the rebels have magicians! summoned a rock giant that was only a few hundred meters tall, we couldn't stop it, so we had to... I had to..." The

deserters also closed their mouths when they said this, personally admitting that they were deserters, and it was estimated that it would be difficult to escape death, but if the responsibility was pushed onto the resistance army was too strong, and they were scattered, then there was no way.

As for why the defenders of the city can also be scattered....

"You come with me to the cardinal, you guard the others," the scout quickly shouted to his colleagues, grabbed the deserter who had just been able to speak, and turned and ran towards the army.

......

"So, Yamen Pass is gone," Menier brushed his beard and looked at the deserter with calm eyes.

"Yes, Lord Cardinal, the rebels are too strong, we can't help... No..." Before the deserter could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Meunier reaching out his hand.

"Okay, since Yamen Pass is gone, why are you still alive?" Meunier finished, giving the guard a look, and the guard dragged the deserter out.

"Lord Cardinal, Lord Cardinal, we are innocent, we are nothing..."

- Boom! The

voice stopped abruptly, and then the guards walked in carrying the deserter's head.

Meunier frowned at the guard, who hurriedly raised his head to leave.

"Well, it seems that the confrontation with the rebels is going to be advanced, pass on my order, before sunset today, rush to Yamen

Pass" "Yes!"

The marching speed of this army was a little faster, which made the scouts of the surrounding resistance quickly send information back to Yamen Pass.

............

"Teacher, let's go, the grass here is too dense," Doris looked at the weeds around her and hurriedly urged.

"Hmm..." Harry watched as the diminutive Doris was overwhelmed by weeds, and stepped forward with an arrow, carrying Doris on his shoulder.

"Huh?" exclaimed Doris suddenly finding herself suspended in the air, then understood something, and put her arms around Harry's neck with a red face.

Now the two of them were only half a day away from the Southern Mountains, and after leaving Fort Michelia, Doris had been afraid to take the road, all acting in the overgrown wilderness.

At this time, she was wearing an ordinary white swordsman suit, which was already her simplest and simplest clothes, and Harry was also dressed as a swordsman, and it was not against the two to stand together.

Doris also wore a hat to cover her long golden hair, otherwise everyone can think that blonde hair is common, but the golden light is the same as the long hair sprinkled with phosphor, it is estimated that only Duke Michelia.

In order to ensure that she was not discovered, she also pierced a hole in her hat and made a rope to tie the hat around her neck so that it would not fall off no matter how it swayed.

"Teacher~teacher~, have you ever been to Dalí State?" asked Doris, lying on Harry's shoulder suspiciously.

"Haven't been... There...... There is no sword breath," Harry replied lightly.

"That teacher, do you know the sea fish, it's the kind of big fish that is bigger than me! You know? I heard that you can only hang from the Daly Sea State!" Doris was still full of curiosity, and her voice was full of expectation.

"

Did you see the sea, teacher, the endless river, still dark blue, and a super-large fish that squirts!" said Doris, dancing to Harry.

"The lake in the Central Region is also endless..."

"That teacher, you know... Yay!" Doris quickly covered her ass.

"Teacher~Why did you hit me~" Doris's voice was full of grievances.

"Be quiet, or you'll come down and walk yourself," Harry said lightly.

"Oh~" Doris closed her mouth.

The two of them were speechless all the way, and finally reached a relatively open and flat place, and Harry put Doris down.

As soon as Doris was put down, she ran to a grass and plucked a few raspberries from it.

Harry opened his mouth, intending to stop her, but closed his mouth when he saw that she didn't run into the grass.

"Teacher~eat?" Doris ran up to Harry, held up a black raspberry, and held it up to Harry.

Harry was stunned for a moment, but still took the raspberry and put it in his mouth, sweet and sour, not bad.

"Is it delicious?"

Harry looked into Doris's big eyes and was silent for a moment.

"Delicious

" "That's okay, then I'll eat it!" Doris relented and took a bite of the raspberry.

......

Harry watched as he bounced all the way, running around picking the black raspberries he had just had.

He seemed to really like this apprentice... When he left Fort Michelia for the Central Region before, he did not have a very good impression of this little duke.

He felt that Doris before was very melancholy, and the whole person was dull, like a well-set doll, and everything was set.

The moves he taught were clearly extremely agile sword techniques, but they became very rigid in her hands, like moves for the sake of moves.

Then when he came back that day, everything changed, she actually did not go to her own sword technique one by one, but tried hard to fight it in her own way, and after being beaten by him, she would not immediately apologize, but looked at him with her head held aggrievedly.

From that day on, he began to pay attention to her, and even without Arthur's instructions, he would probably come out with the little girl in front of him.

In his eyes, the villain in front of him was finally not Lord Duke, but a lively and cheerful little girl, and he could see that this child was now happy from the bottom of his heart and could not be acted.

"Woo~" Doris quickly spit out the raspberries in her mouth: "It's so sour."

Running back to Harry, he pulled the kettle around Harry's waist and took a few sips.

"Don't eat it, you will have diarrhea if you eat too much" Harry looked at the raspberries in Doris's hand that did not seem to have decreased, who knew how much the child in front of him ate and picked all the way.

"Oh..." Doris reluctantly placed the raspberry on a conspicuous stone, hoping to feed the rest of nature.

Harry just couldn't help but rub Doris's head to comfort him.

Ahead...... It's the Southern Mountains.