real! They saw a faint light in the distance in the dark and rainy night.
They are full of strength. At least they found a direction. They just wanted to catch up to the light. There was no time to wonder what would be there.
But no matter how fast they walked, that little light was always in front of them, seemingly out of reach.
The rain gradually subsided, the dark clouds receded slightly, showing a glimmer of light, and they could finally see the road clearly. But there is no road at all.
The light has long since disappeared without a trace.
Trinville had to tell them the truth, he didn't know the way either. This is undoubtedly a big blow to them. They were eager to find a place where they could dry their wet clothes. If they could light a fire, they could do it.
However, in this unprotected wilderness, this small desire has turned into an unattainable demand.
It's still raining. They were about to lose their strength, they were cold and hungry. Suddenly, Trinville shouted: "Ah, I found it."
Following the direction of Trinville's finger, Green also saw a few low-rise houses in the haze. It was a small village.
It turned out that after a night of aimless wandering, they miraculously landed on the right path. In other words, I found the right direction under the guidance of that light. Because they found Uncle Gremi's village from another direction that they had been looking for. They didn't have time to think about how strange this thing was in the dark night and storm. Maybe they all saw it wrong and there were no lights at all. This is an illusion. Of course, it’s also God’s will!
This is a huge encouragement. They used the last remaining strength to walk towards the small village that was blurred in the fog.
The sky has not yet fully lighted up, and the village is quiet. Uncle Gremi's house was in the north of the village, and they were careful not to disturb the sleeping people.
The rain has stopped completely.
Trinville pushed open the low fence gate, making a slight noise. This had awakened the people in the house. A violent voice roared: "You damn guys, I told you before, no one from the Gremi family will join the army. If you don't get out of here right now, I'll take mine I’ll teach you a lesson with a stick.”
A woman's voice said: "Gremy, get up."
Trinville called in a low voice: "Don't shout so loud, Uncle Gremy. It's me, your Trinville nephew."
"Who? Who are you?" the person in the room asked.
"It's me, Trinville—your poor dead sister's son."
The sound of getting dressed could be heard in the room. The door opened, and a thin old man stuck his head out.
"Oh my God, it's really you." The old man looked at the three people who came to disturb him early in the morning in surprise. There was a storm last night, and the whole family didn't sleep well. They wanted to have a good sleep, but they were woken up. The old man was extremely unhappy.
Trinville's aunt also came out. She also looked at the uninvited guests with wide eyes.
"Okay, my Uncle Gremy. Please let us in first and make us some hot soup. We can't stand the cold anymore."
The old man glared at his nephew.
"Come in quickly, poor children. I think you must have suffered a lot." My aunt said distressedly.
"Needless to say, it's terrible. My dear aunt, hurry up and light a fire. Your nephew has had enough."
The aunt quickly went to light a fire and boil water. She called her two sons and asked them to go to the yard to tie up the horses brought by Trinville and feed them with fodder. His two brothers also got busy.
They took off their cold and wet clothes, put on clean and thick clothes that their aunt had prepared for them, and sat around the fire.
At this time, their spirits slowly recovered.
After a while, the hot broth was also served, with a few pieces of fat floating in the soup. After drinking the thick hot soup, my whole body felt comfortable.
Trinville drank several large bowls, and his aunt said distressedly: "Poor child. Drink slowly, don't burn it."
Uncle Gremy sat at the table and continued to stare at Trinville with evil eyes. He looked at his troubled nephew and his friend, still muttering in his mind. This nephew has not been here for a long time. Who are the two people he brought? However, he still believed that his nephew would not do bad things.
Auntie brought over a bottle of wine and poured it into Glenn and Althea to warm them up. Glenn said quickly: "Thank you, ma'am."
Alsia looked at her aunt with gratitude. When the old woman saw the frail Alsia, she couldn't help but feel compassion. She took another thick blanket and put it on Alsia's body.
Uncle Gremy watched them finish the soup, even a few pieces of black bread and minced meat, and then he said: "Trinville, you are Uncle Gremy who hasn't come to see you for a long time. Yes. I heard that you joined the army - since you don't like to be a blacksmith and put aside the family fortune your parents left you, I told you that you would regret it. But I didn't expect it. , you actually went to be a soldier! You really embarrass your father."
Uncle Gremi was dissatisfied when Trinville sold his ancestral blacksmith shop. He thought that his nephew's tall and strong body would be a good candidate for a blacksmith. He originally expected to send one of his sons to be an apprentice there, but who knew that he would give up a stable job and insist on going to work as a blacksmith? The bounty hunter killed him, which greatly disappointed the old man.
Trinville smiled bitterly and said: "My good Uncle Gremy, stop talking. I have long regretted being a soldier. I should have listened to you in the first place. It would be better to be a blacksmith peacefully. "
Trinville's words made old man Gremi, who hated being a soldier, very happy. What's more, Trinville has plans to become a blacksmith again, and the look on Uncle Gremi's face is no longer so gloomy.
However, he still asked doubtfully: "Then why did you come to my place? It rained so heavily last night. Did you spend the whole night outside in the rain?"
Trinville looked at Grain, who waved at him from under the table. He didn't want to worry Uncle Gremi and his family, nor did he want to involve them further.
When the aunt saw the old man constantly questioning her nephew, she said dissatisfiedly: "You bad old man, haven't you seen how tired and sleepy they are? Can't you let them have a good rest first?"
Trinville smiled and said: "My good aunt, what you say is always so thoughtful. I just want to have a good sleep with it."
Uncle Gremy glared at the old woman again, his eyes moving wildly, looking at Glenn and then at Althea. Finally no more words were spoken.
Auntie took Alsia to the back room to let her rest first. Althea had nothing to say in return. She hugged her aunt gratefully with a tired face, which made the old woman very happy.
Glenn asked: "Do the recruiting officers from the city come here often?"
Old man Gremi replied: "Yes. Those annoying guys come to the village every three days and tell me that our two sons have grown up and it's time to contribute to the country. But my place I still count on the two of them for the job. If they dare to come again next time, see if I don't use my crutch to deal with them."
Glenn and Trinville looked at each other. They know it's not as safe as they thought. They can only seize the time to rest.
Old man Gremi asked his sons to buy some food and come back. During this time, they had a good sleep. When they woke up, their soaked clothes had been dried. The sun rose high and was bright and dazzling. They had completely forgotten that they were still shivering in the wind, rain and thunder last night.
They were feeling hungry, and their aunt had already prepared a meal waiting for them.
Old man Gremi asked: "Where are you going?"
Trinville said while eating: "Go to the Black Forest. I miss you so much after not seeing you for a long time, so I just happened to stop by to see you and your aunt."
Old man Gremi's face was full of disbelief. He winked and said, "I don't believe you when you say you miss us. Ever since you became a hunter, you have never seen your uncle again. Listen to your uncle, if you really can't do it, you should go back and become a hunter." Blacksmith, live your life in peace. When I see my poor sister in the future, I won't blush because I failed to teach you well. Trinville, don't let your poor uncle worry about you anymore."
Trinville smiled and said: "Dear uncle, I really like being a blacksmith. But what I am doing now is also a serious thing."
Uncle Gremy shook his head. He looked at Glenn again and said, "I think you are mature and prudent, like a good person. My uneasy nephew is following you, and it really doesn't look like he can do anything bad." Linville listened and smiled.
They had a hasty meal, and Greene hinted to Trinville that it was time for them to set out. If you encounter soldiers from the conscription team, it will cause unnecessary trouble.
Trinville stood up and said goodbye. Uncle and Aunt Gremi were surprised: "Are you in such a hurry? Your brothers will be back soon."
Trinville said: "I'm sorry, uncle, but we have to go."
He wanted to change into his own clothes, but his aunt kept saying, "You'd better keep them on. I've never seen you like this, traveling so far away with so little luggage."
While mumbling, she filled their knapsacks with hard bread. Trinville and the others said goodbye to old man Gremi and his aunt. He felt a little regretful that they did not wait for the two cousins to come back. He didn't know when he would come here to visit his uncle again.
On the endless plains, you can see the faint mountains in the sky, and the forests are dense and lush. They had no intention of passing there, but wanted to try their luck on the main road.
Suddenly, Trinville slapped his head and said loudly: "Oops, I forgot my wine. I obviously put them in my backpack."
Glenn smiled and said: "That's fine, leave it to the respectable Uncle Gremy."
Trinville grinned and said: "You may be right. But when I think about the way back, I will be very sad without Papa Blueberry's wine. I want to go back, so you guys go slowly first , I will catch up with you."
Glenn shook his head helplessly: "I hope Uncle Gremy can receive you in a friendly manner. He may have thought that it was left to him by your careless nephew."
Trinville chuckled a few times, "I will consider leaving a bottle for Uncle Gremy. That way, maybe he won't be too angry." After saying that, he whipped his horse and left.
Glenn and Althea walked slowly. The sun is very strong, but there is still a lot of water on the ground, which shows how fierce the rainstorm last night was. Thinking about it now, I still have heart palpitations. There are few pedestrians on the official road, and no one is willing to walk in the mud under the bright sun.
They stopped to drink water, the cool water quenching their thirst and fatigue. Glenn knew that Alshia could skip meals, but she must not lack water. Fortunately, there will be no shortage of clean water along the way.
Now, the food in their backpacks has been replenished, as well as rain-proof and cold-proof clothing, all thanks to their kind aunt. Glenn was truly grateful for the hospitality of Uncle Gremi's family. Although it seemed that he was a little harsher on Trinville, that was also because he cared about his nephew Trinville. But I don't understand him.
Glenn looked back at the road he came from, it was quiet and no one was there. He said: "Trinville has been going for a long time, and I'm worried something will happen. We'd better stop here and wait for him."
They dismounted. Under the shade of the trees beside the road, I looked in the direction of the small village with worry.
After a while, the sound of rapid horse hooves came from the distant road. Glenn jumped up. He helped Althea get on the horse, and he also got on the horse, maintaining a high degree of vigilance.
Just in time for Trinville. Both he and his old horse were out of breath from running, with hot breath coming from their mouths and noses.
"Come on!" he shouted. "Come on! It's Yogana and his soldiers!"
Without saying a word, Glenn and Althea urged their mounts, left the road together, and continued to fly towards the south.
When they stopped again, they were not far from the green mountains ahead. They ran a long distance, and there were no pursuers behind them. Glenn took the reins and asked, "Have you seen the soldiers?"
"Yes, Grain. When I walked to the village, I saw a lot of soldiers."
Glenn pondered: "Are you sure it's not the recruiting officer's team?"
Trinville still had a look of regret on his face at this time, and he said angrily: "If I hadn't really been reluctant to part with those bottles of good wine, I would have rushed back when I saw the soldiers at the entrance of the village. I sneaked into the grid. In the backyard of Uncle Lemi's house, there was a small gap in the fence. I thought if there was a recruiting officer and his soldiers, I would come back quickly. But there was not. So I was lucky and wanted to get in through there. But I heard Yogana's voice. It was clear and unmistakable—he was in the house."
Glenn was also surprised, it turned out to be the security soldiers led by Yogana himself. There was no doubt that he was here to capture them. The Sheriff of the Royal City must have learned from somewhere that there was Uncle Gremy in Trinville, and quickly found this small village.
If it weren't for Glenn's caution, Yogana might have succeeded, and might have escorted them to the king to claim credit.
Glenn smiled and said: "Master Yogana's nose is indeed very good. He almost caught us."
Trinville shrugged in annoyance but helplessly, "Yognar is really haunting. We can't bear to be entangled with him. Damn guy. What a pity for my bottles of wine!"
Glenn smiled and said: "Master Yogana followed us in the heavy rain, and we suffered a lot after thinking about it. I might as well give those bottles of good wine from Papa Blueberry to him. Besides, Master Yogana can bring people here in person. Chasing us, you can imagine our weight in the eyes of the Sheriff. Maybe thinking this will make you feel better, my friend. But even so, I don’t want to see that Lord Yogana again Let’s try not to take the big road in the future, even if we slow down, it’s worth it.”
Glenn said it lightly, but he knew it very well. The king indeed accurately judged their movements, and he would definitely set up sentries and pursuers everywhere on the way to the south. This caused a big problem for their plan.
Now that the king's cronies, the royal city's police chief Yogna, led his troops to pursue him to the humble village, it was certain that no road was safe.
Glenn spoke to his companions about the situation they encountered. Trinville wanted to imitate Glenn and think calmly. But he only persisted for a short while and said impatiently: "Before we enter the black forest, let's stop hiding. Let's just take a risk and go directly from the road. Anyway, we can't hide." Don’t know how to go.”
Glenn's eyes lit up. He looked at him with a smile and said with approval: "Trinville, maybe what you just said is exactly what I ignored. We have escaped for two days. According to the news from Queen Elenoa, the kingdom's elite army has already It’s time to set off. Maybe they didn’t pass by the road in front of us, so we haven’t found any signs of the army passing or staying. If we still only pick up small roads and travel day and night, even if we can get there halfway If he were not intercepted, it would be too late by the time he saw King Jussehel.
We must gain time, rush to the royal city of the Black Forest as quickly as possible, and deliver the news to King Jussehel that Apodoli is about to send troops to attack the Black Forest, so that they can be prepared. This is the purpose of our trip. Purpose. King Orzin is smart, but he underestimated our courage. He would never have thought that we would dare to walk on the road during the day. He must have thought we could only hide and hide like prairie dogs. But we must take the high road. "
Trinville said casually, and even received Gray's unstoppable approval, and he grinned widely.
