Today is one of the rare sunny days before winter.
Yaro really didn't want to give up, that warm and dazzling sunshine.
It's not about pleasure.
He wanted to use the dazzling sunlight to clear away the power of the abyss in his body.
No need to bother, just lie flat on your face and bask in the sun quietly.
This is also the most popular way to suppress the power of the abyss.
But when the light is everywhere, you can clearly see the distribution of the surrounding shadows and avoid being attacked by shadow creatures. Today is also the best time to explore.
Without much hesitation, Yaro made his decision - set off immediately!
Although there are relatively few days with such good sunshine in the future, Yaro has manipulated the power of the abyss many times and borrowed purification potions several times to subdue the power of the abyss. It is like being vaccinated many times and he has already developed the power of the abyss. Certain resistance.
There is no rush to eliminate the power of the abyss. On this day, good opportunities for exploration do not come often!
Even if it is confirmed that there are no overly powerful shadow beasts in it, you can clean up the castle today and move in directly.
There is no need to rely on others, it is not convenient to do anything you want to do.
But when Yaro expressed his thoughts to Claire and wanted Claire to lead the way, he unexpectedly was rejected by Claire.
Claire pushed the gold coin over and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Mr. Yarrow, I can't leave the manor recently."
"However, I can let Bud lead the way for you."
Yaro glanced at it.
Thirteen.
The quantity is correct.
Casually stuffing the gold coins into his arms, Yaro smiled understandingly and said, "It's okay, anyone can lead the way."
The reason why Yaro wanted Claire to lead the way was because if he had to clean up today, the official knight could also be a good teammate. However, Claire refused, and Yaro couldn't force it.
After putting away the map again, Claire stood up and said, "Since Mr. Yarrow is anxious to move in, I will ask Bud to come over."
Seeing this situation, Yaro naturally couldn't stay in the study any longer, so he followed him out.
Of course, Claire didn't need to do the notification personally. He stopped a passing maid and said, "Go and notify Bud and ask him to lead two scaly wildebeests to the gate of the manor."
"Okay, Master." The maid bowed and left.
Claire turned back and said politely: "Mr. Yaro, let me see you off."
Yaro bowed slightly: "Thank you very much."
…
Da da da--!
The horses' hooves trampled on the brown dirt road, creating circular pits and stirring up elegant earth clouds.
The heavy sound of horse hooves echoed in the mountains.
Yaro has ridden many horses, but this was the first time he encountered this strange horse. He got excited and started galloping.
The scaly wildebeest is very tall, with a shoulder height of almost two meters. As its name suggests, it has scales and horns all over its body.
The body is covered with lizard-like scales, and it feels cold to the touch.
If you ignore those scales, its overall appearance is like a goat that has been enlarged many times, with two sickle-like thorns on its head.
Looking at the goat-like pointed face, Yaro couldn't help but wonder if this kind of scaly wildebeest was the product of a wizard mixed with the blood of a demon.
The feeling when riding is even more amazing.
The speed was a bit slow at first, but no matter how much it was pushed, the scaly wildebeest kept running at a slow and steady pace, running evenly.
But after running for a certain distance, Yaro, who was riding on it, could clearly feel that the temperature of the scales under his body was gradually rising.
At this time, the scaly wildebeest's movements were getting faster and faster.
Feeling the vibrations of the scaly wildebeest's majestic muscles, Yaro couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.
With such a mount, who dares to stand in front of him!
Not long after running, the horse-faced man who had been riding behind Yaro suddenly reminded him: "Sir, let the horse stop and rest."
"Want to rest again?"
Yaro probed the hollow of the back of the wildebeest's neck, and sure enough he felt it was a little hot. He couldn't help complaining: "Isn't this kind of horse's physical strength too poor?"
This kind of horse feels a bit like some cold-blooded lizards. It needs blood circulation to warm up before running, but after strenuous activities, it is difficult for the body temperature to dissipate.
Bud turned over and dismounted, skillfully held a huge water bag, fed the two scaly wildebeests a lot, and poured some water on the scaly wildebeest's hind legs. At the same time, he said flatteringly: "Your riding skills are amazing. Only in this way can the speed of the scaly wildebeest be brought into full play, so they tire quickly."
"Sniff!"
The two scaly wildebeests snorted continuously, spitting out hot mist.
hehe.
My riding skills were trained on ordinary horses, and I had no experience riding such a huge scaly wildebeest.
If your riding skills are really amazing, can you still keep up?
Yaro rolled his eyes, memorizing Bard's grooming techniques carefully, not bothering to pay attention to his flattery.
Looking at the tall goat-like scaly giant horse, Yaro suddenly thought that the name of this kind of horse is scaly wildebeest, rather than simply calling it a 'horse'.
Like a fish, you wouldn't call a scaly fish.
Normal horses are generally not called 'hairy horses'.
Does this mean that there are many types of horses?
"By the way, why don't you raise other horses?" Yaro asked casually, but did not mention the 'type'.
If there was only a single type of horse, others would just think that Yaro was asking why there were so few horses in the manor.
The purpose of Yaro's inquiry was naturally to understand the details of life on this continent. Although he could speak the language here, he still didn't know enough about many aspects.
The war is approaching, and Yaro doesn't want to be labeled a spy because of these problems.
Bud was tapping his feet, carefully smearing cold water on the belly of the scaly wildebeest, and explained unpreparedly: "Other horses are too expensive to raise, but the scaly wildebeest is better. It eats less and grows faster. No. When you are active, you can even take it once for half a month.”
That’s right, there are indeed other breeds of horses.
"Then why don't you raise other ordinary horses?" Yaro asked this seemingly neutral question again. In fact, he wanted to know what the common horse breeds were. The horses he had learned in his previous life were similar to those in his previous life. This continent whether it is owned.
While taking care of the two scaly wildebeests, Bud said flatteringly: "Ordinary horses cannot bear the weight of the fully armed Baron. When something happened in the Perrin territory, all the ordinary horses died, and we didn't have time to raise them again." ."
Is there really an ordinary breed of horse?
Based on what Bard said, is the scaled wildebeest a mount specially prepared for formal knights?
If I understand correctly.
Think of an ordinary horse as an ordinary car. Is this kind of horse a full-time war tank?
The price of better ordinary horses is not low. How could Claire be so generous as to take out two war horses for her?
It seems that Claire is indeed a little anxious.
Yaro nodded secretly and kept this information in his heart.
"Okay, sir, we can go."
After finishing the care, Bud stood up and said respectfully: "Sir, the water bag is out of water. If you are still planning to ride your horse, the road ahead is forked. We can only go to the left and refill the water in the village over there. If you go directly If you’re in Perrin’s territory, just go straight to the path on the right, but you can’t continue riding your horse.”
"Sir, which way are we going?"
Yaro waved his hand: "Go directly to Perrin territory."
…
There is the joy of galloping horses, and there is also the elegance of strolling in a leisurely garden.
The thick horse legs stepped steadily on every step, and the hard back muscles moved alternately, supporting the dark brown scales back and forth, causing them to sparkle with rings of light.
There is a sense of solidity like a body of steel.
Sitting on it, it feels stable and solid.
The dazzling sunlight seemed to slow down.
Several grape vines struggled to grow from the cracks in the rocks on both sides of the dirt road.
I don’t know which passerby’s masterpiece, but now it has become a paradise for a few red-billed finches.
Large pieces of purple-black wild fruit lay unnoticed on the ground. The fermentation produced a rich fruity aroma, which was carried by the breeze and made Yaro feel a little fuzzy.
Yaro, who was shaking his head, was like riding an old donkey, swaying, but there was no need to worry about losing his way.
"My shoes are torn, my hat is torn, my cassock is torn... Hey! It's your sister's torn!"
Yaro, who was lying on his side, suddenly felt a little unlucky.
When I was in my prime youth, why did I suddenly remember the song of Bald Donkey?
But...by the way, is that monk a bald donkey?
I remember he wasn't bald?
But,
Aren’t all monks bald donkeys?
In the drunken sunshine, Yaro couldn't help but nod.
It seemed as if he was answering himself, and as if he had been summoned by Duke Zhou's daughter.
…
Drowsily, Yaro heard a loud commotion inexplicably.
"Stop! Okay! You actually want to dodge military service! You're also smuggling wartime contraband!"
A voice that was annoying to listen to finally woke Yaro up.
Yaro, who was lying on his side, lazily opened one eye and saw a checkpoint. In front of the checkpoint, there were several soldiers holding weapons and wearing tattered leather armor.
They were carrying big and small bags, laughing and joking as if they had made a fortune.
Behind them, there were a bunch of civilians in sackcloth who were tied up with straw ropes. They all looked bruised and swollen, and they looked like they had been tortured recently.
Bard drove his horse forward and yelled angrily: "I am a soldier of Baron Perrin! What is desertion! What is smuggling wartime contraband! Who are you! There are no rules in what you say!"
At this time, Bard no longer looked as humble and flattering as before, but instead had an inexplicable arrogance.
"We? We are the second group of logistics guards of the Territorial Army of Viscount Cory! Following the order of Viscount Cory, we summon the people to protect the Viscount Territory!"
A blond man with blue eyes looked at the two scaly wildebeests up and down, with a trace of greed on his face, then looked at Bud and yelled: "What you are stepping on now is the Viscount's territory! No one is allowed to enter or leave without the Viscount's order! Especially! This is wartime contraband and must be turned in!"
"You two, dismount immediately!"
Facing the dazzling swords and guns, Bard had no choice but to dismount and shouted to the leader: "I am a noble private soldier. If you have anything to say, please feel free to tell me."
Yaro watched all this with cold eyes.
Even if they saw others trying to snatch the wildebeest, they would stand up and dismount without any desire to fight back.
Others saw Yaro wearing a brand new robe and noticed the luxurious cross sword on Yaro's waist. After seizing the scale hippogriff, they ignored Yaro.
Yaluo also enjoyed his leisure time.
What's there to fight back?
The scaly wildebeest belongs to Baron Clare.
The leader was sent by Baron Clare.
Judging from the serious atmosphere in Perrin Manor and the use of bows and arrows to defend against humans last night, Baron Clare may have anticipated this situation.
"Is it a boring experiment, or is it a gamble based on a lucky mentality?"
Yaro glanced at Bard, who was still speaking palely, trying to get back the two wildebeests.
“The chances of a fluke mentality are slightly higher.”
Along the way, Yaro didn't see any other forks in the road.
Looking at the expression on Bard's face as he continued to pray, it seemed that Bard had not expected the situation at this time.
Summarizing the known information, Yaro roughly clarified some of the recent developments.
"Viscount Corey should have sent out a recruitment message. Judging from the words of the pass guard, the enemy he wants to target may be Baron Claire's former lord."
"Baron Claire wants to help, but the middle of the road he must pass is their former castle."
"And there might have been a lot of monsters in the former castle, making it impossible for them to pass."
"Judging from their previous atmosphere of despair and sadness, they have also tried to attack recently, and many people were killed and injured."
"They might even have passed by quietly at night."
There is some key information in this, which was learned from Baron Claire. Whether it is true or not is still a matter of debate.
For example...the castle in the middle really belongs to Baron Claire?
Even if it is really his, does he still have the right to make the decision now?
Even if he still had the right to make the decision, when he ran from the castle and Viscount Cory knew that he could go this way, wouldn't he lead the army to follow him?
Baron Claire originally said that he would let him live after the cleaning was completed. Didn't he mean to leave him alone as a heir?
At this moment, a skinny civilian who was tied up suddenly cried out for help: "Help us, they killed our whole village! They are demons! They are demons!"
"Who's shouting!"
The soldiers guarding the side glared fiercely, and quickly looked at the thin civilian.
"pull out!"
Several soldiers were as fierce as jackals and pulled the thin body out directly.
"Let you scream! Let you scream!"
One scream after another.
But... it becomes more and more subtle.
The soldier's blood-stained face looked particularly ferocious. He spat on the ground and looked at the bundled crowd again, as if looking at a group of chickens waiting to be slaughtered: "Do you really think I have a good temper? Let me see, who How dare you scream!"
Yaro lowered his eyes and pretended to ignore it.
The thieves pass by like a comb, and the soldiers pass by like a grate.
This is the way it is in the world.
How many armies can there be that can truly defeat the people without disturbing the people, traverse the past and present, both inside and outside the country, and see all over the world?
The world is so big, all kinds of wars are happening one after another, and there are countless people in it.
How many people can I manage alone?
More importantly...if he really wanted to take action, wouldn't he fall into a trap?
I'm not that stupid!
…
The soldier explored the twitching body on the ground, raised his head and shouted: "Head, this one is too seriously injured, there is no use taking it back."
The leading man was still struggling with Bud. Hearing this, he shouted impatiently: "Then chop it up and throw it out. What are you talking about!"
Yaro raised his eyebrows slightly.
The soldier smiled bloodthirstyly and raised his sword high: "It will be ready soon!"
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