The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

<!--go-->Traveling horse? Hoof faces west

With Charles on the pack? With three pack horses

Running away from home? On the road

It's thousands of miles away

What bandit deserters? What green forest robbers

What bounty hunter? What ringing horse pirate

What kingdom leader? What throne claim

what lord lady? what noble lady

Can't stop the red knight's mace

?*??split line??*?

Charles returned to Abdellesberg to stay with his mother for a few days, and the mother and son had a full exchange of views on the cub.

During the meal, Mrs. Yi told Mr. Yi that before you go back, leave a litter of cubs here so that I can miss them.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Skadi and a dozen slime girls who had followed Charles back.

The slime girls were stunned for a moment. They quickly finished the dinner in front of them and got up to thank the lady for her hospitality. Then they all fled away with a hula-la, leaving behind Skadi, who was immobilized by the law they imposed.

After a moment, Skadi broke free from the magic, and then quickly finished dinner and said goodbye.

They originally planned to organize a sugar daddy to travel in a group, but now they run away when things go wrong.

Charles' face darkened immediately. He had never thought about having children with slime girls. If he gave birth to a litter of slimes, his mother would be mad.

Winnie didn't know the reason for this, she thought her son was dumped, so she comforted: "It's okay, I will hold a few banquets in a few days and call all the ladies of Jerkala, you see Just keep those."

Mother Yi finished thinking for a moment, and then said, "Madam is fine too."

Charles looked at his mother in horror and couldn't help asking, "Mother, have you heard any rumors?"

Mother Yi smiled and looked at her son without saying a word.

Charles second counseled, this kind of thing must be Hongye and Mila leaking, what can I do?

He immediately changed the subject: "Mother, in your last letter, you said that someone was targeting our family from behind. What's the situation?"

Winnie took a sip of the wine from the silver wine glass inlaid with gems, sneered on her face, and said calmly, "It's nothing, it's just that some people are jealous of our family's wealth, so they came to trouble us."

It was the first time that Charles saw his mother's sneer, and he was a little scared.

"Is there anything I need to do then?" he asked.

Winnie looked at him and replied seriously, "Go have some grandchildren quickly!"

Charles said helplessly: "Mother, can you not mention this, let's talk about family affairs first."

Winnie glared at him and said, "Why isn't your childbirth a family affair?"

"You don't think that without you this time, your father will be finished, right?"

"If it weren't for you, I would personally take the reinforcements to support Fort Garmic with great fanfare, and then your father smashed the encirclement with a fireball on a suitable night, and we should work together to kill those desert robbers."

Charles was stunned for a moment, and found that he couldn't refute it.

Unlike the natives, foreign fathers and mothers can use magical elements that have only been around for decades.

If it really comes out like this, the Sarandian army will definitely blow up the camp, and the next question is how to capture the prisoners.

"You don't have to worry about things at home." Winnie said to him, "Those like conspiracy and tricks, the people here are not good, and we won't make the mistakes of the past again, so you hurry up and solve the problem of having children. problem."

So Yi, who was constantly forced by her mother to have a child, finally chose to run away from home.

He originally prepared several carriages, but they were all taken away by the girls who ran first, leaving only one traveling horse.

Traveling horses are traveling horses, it is better than learning from Zhang Guolao.

Charles changed into the usual traveler's attire that the girls had helped prepare earlier, a red suit, a mace and a round shield, and a few throwing knives, and set out on his journey.

Once upon a time, he also dreamed that he would bring a few basic equipment to go out, fight monsters and upgrade all the way to complete the primitive accumulation, then hug his thighs to mix a piece of territory, and after a lot of farming, split the soil and become the king.

It was only the second day after leaving Eberdlesburg that he had just walked out of Lord Kebowen's territory when he was blocked by seven or eight bandits in a mountain pass.

These people are not so much thieves as they are the hungry people who have fled into the mountains. They are all skinny like living skeletons, unkempt and can't even see their gender. This reminds Charles of the undead army he encountered in the world of Gesha Liangzai. .

What they are holding in their hands is not even a weapon. Some people are holding wooden sticks in their hands that are not qualified for use as fences. Some people even have two fist-sized stones in their hands. Charles feels like he is standing there to give them Damn, these people probably don't have the strength to hurt themselves. .

These few people just stood silently on the road with their "weapons"~www.wuxiaspot.com~ All their numb eyes looked at the traveling horse.

Charles was worried that if he confronted them for longer, these people would starve to death on the spot.

He sighed, rolled over and dismounted, led the horse to the curb, and took a pot and water bag from the horse's back.

There is no shortage of firewood by the roadside. He boiled a pot of water, put a piece of bread in it and boiled it until it became a paste. Finally, he added a little salt and olive oil.

After the pot of edible food was cooked, he left behind a wooden spoon and pulled the traveling horse back some distance.

The few starving people kept watching silently until the man in red withdrew and walked to the side of the pot with heavy steps and sat down.

They may have known each other for a long time, and more likely they were relatives from a village. There was no fighting or scramble. Everyone picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of the paste and ate it in one bite, and then handed the spoon to the person next to him.

The mountain road was terribly quiet, there was no wind, no birds chirping, only the occasional sound of drinking.

The batter made from a pot of bread was quickly divided. The few people kept scraping the pot with wooden spoons. After scraping the pot clean, they put their fingers in and wiped it around, and they could wipe out a little olive oil. oil star.

The little oil star reflected the sun's rays on the tip of the finger, and was quickly licked off by the sticking out tongue.

After about half an hour, the few people who had eaten stood up idly.

They turned around, bowed to Charles, then picked up the "weapon" in their hands from the ground, and walked slowly into the mountain forest by the roadside, before disappearing behind the dense bushes and trees in no time. .

Charles used to put away the pot on the ground and continued to walk forward on his horse.

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