"Whoosh!"
Two arrows were shot out. One of the arrows hit the hare that was trying to escape and the other …
The arrow missed.
"Da da da …"
The two men quickly caught up with the hare and one of them shouted excitedly when he saw the arrow mark on the hare's leg: "Haha, Colin, I shot it again this time!"
The other man shook his head in annoyance and said, "Miss Vera's archery skills are really getting better and better!"
Vera raised her head proudly and then motioned the cavalry behind her to come forward and take her prey.
"Oh, it is still alive."
The hare that was shot in the thigh by the arrow was still struggling in the hands of the servant at the moment and it seemed as though it did not want to accept its fate.
Colin was about to go over and give this stubborn little fellow a quick death so that Vera would not be so kind as to kill it.
"Da da da …"
There was another sound of horse hooves and Marquis García came over with a team of cavalry.
Vera exclaimed in surprise when she saw the other party's expression: "Wow, uncle, you have a big harvest!"
Marquis García smiled indifferently and glanced at Colin: "Of course, after all, no one on our side went easy on you."
Colin did not seem to hear the ridicule in Marquis García's words and he smiled: "It seems that we can have a good meal tonight."
"That's great!" Vera cheered and excitedly went to check on Marquis García's prey.
Halfway through, she suddenly thought of something and she turned around and said to the servant: "Let's set the hare free. Anyway, it is too small and it does not have much meat."
"Yes." The servant helplessly carried the hare that was still struggling.
At the same time, he could not help but curse in his heart:
One deliberately went easy on them to please them and the other was too kind to kill them. Fortunately, Marquis García was around. Otherwise, they would have to go hungry tonight.
…
As night fell, the servants lit a campfire and began to prepare food.
Vera looked at Colin as he took out a lump of black mud from the fire. She frowned and asked, "Is this really edible?"
"Of course!" Colin said confidently as he peeled off the outer layer of charred soil and skin.
"This is the Beggar's Chicken. Oh no, I used a deer leg, so it's the Beggar's Chicken. There was once a chef named Huang Rong who used this dish to conquer a Saint realm expert … "
"Huang Rong? What a strange name, "Vera asked curiously as she rested her chin on her hands." What is the name of the Sanctuary powerhouse? "
"Uh … I forgot."
Colin couldn't continue lying. The Saint-level combatants in this world were all famous. If he continued to lie, he would be easily exposed.
"Alright, let's not dwell on the details. Come and taste my flower deer!"
Colin cut a piece of deer leg and handed it over to Vera.
Vera carefully took a bite. Then, she had a strange expression on her face.
"Is it not delicious?" Colin saw this and put a piece into his mouth with a guilty conscience.
Then, he immediately spat it out. "Bah! It's not cooked! "
"Hehehe …" Vera looked at Colin's embarrassed expression and suddenly laughed.
Just as Colin was thinking about what he had done wrong, the crisp sound of horse hooves suddenly came from outside the camp.
A cavalryman quickly approached and handed a letter to Marquis García.
When Colin saw this, he immediately realized that it should be news from Icestone City. So, he also went over.
Marquis García did not avoid him and directly handed the letter to him after reading it.
Colin took it and hurriedly glanced through it.
"What's wrong?" Vera was also a little curious and turned around to ask.
Before Colin could speak, Marquis García said first, "Nothing, Earl Dawson wrote a letter to report the distribution of the Black Cavalry's spoils of war."
"Oh." Vera was obviously not interested in this and turned around to focus on saving the deer leg that Colin had destroyed.
Colin did not say anything and silently threw the letter into the fire to destroy the evidence.
Marquis García lied.
The content of the letter was not about the distribution of the spoils of war at all. Instead, it was about the feudal lords' petition.
This petition to strip Marquis Charles of his title had already been sent to the Duke Of St. Hilde.
However, the Duke Of St. Hilde directly rejected the feudal lords' request and ordered all the feudal lords to immediately go to the Golden Lion Army's encampment to pay him a visit.
Colin did not think that the Duke Of St. Hilde's attitude would be so unyielding. He did not have any intention of backing down at all.
This was simply forcing the feudal lords to rebel.
Colin glanced at Marquis García again, but he could not see any emotions on his face.
"Sir Marquis, are we preparing to return to Icestone City?" Colin asked tentatively.
They had already been out for three days.
Moreover, this hunting trip seemed to be really about hunting.
But now, the situation in Icestone City had reached a point where it could be triggered at any moment. It was time to return.
"No need, Earl Dawson will take care of everything." Marquis García calmly rejected.
Colin was immediately confused.
Was this marquis planning to stay out of this?
"You two, come and try my roasted deer leg!" Vera seemed to be completely unaware of what was happening in Icestone City at this time and was still smiling without a care in the world.
"Okay!" The two men immediately revealed smiles and went to enjoy the delicacies personally cooked by the beautiful girl.
It was as if the matters in Icestone City really had nothing to do with them.
… …
The night was getting darker, and most of the people had already gone to bed.
Colin could not sleep, so he got up and slipped into the forest far away from the camp and caught the owl that had been crying non-stop.
"Crack!"
After breaking the owl's neck, Colin used his dagger to cut its main artery and then put his mouth on it.
"Gulp … gulp …"
After drinking his fill, Colin wiped his mouth and buried the owl's body before returning to the camp.
Just as he was about to enter his tent, Colin saw Marquis García also walk out.
"Sir Marquis, you can't sleep either?"
"Yes." The marquis nodded at Colin. "Let's walk together?"
"Okay." Colin hurriedly followed him.
The two walked out of the camp. The surrounding guards also quietly followed, but they were all scattered far away.
"Are you worried about your sister in Icestone City?" Marquis García was the first to speak.
"Uh, actually not …" Colin was speaking the truth.
However, Marquis García clearly did not believe him and comforted him, "Don't worry, Count Dawson will take good care of her. The same goes for the army the Angele family left behind in the city. "
"Thank you, Sir Marquis!"
"You're welcome. After all, I was the one who pulled you out, so I should be responsible."
"Sir Marquis, actually, I am very grateful that you brought me out."
"Why?"
"Because, I also did not want to be involved in that fatal whirlpool in Icestone City."
Marquis García glanced at Colin and smiled, "You are a smart person. Then, if you were in Icestone City right now, which side would you be on?"
Colin's heart instantly tightened.
Marquis García's straightforward question put him in a bit of a difficult position.
He did not know whether this was a test or not.
As his mind whirled, Colin played a little trick.
"Sir Marquis, the Angele family will always be loyal to the House of Saint Hilde!"