Palotusby, on the mountain road in the north, is very close to Sandonkaya.
Kane met Mag Lelpota again.
She was still wearing a tunic with two tulips, looking capable and elegant. Even in the city of Norin, she would be a talented woman with excellent temperament.
"Teacher, I am honored to see you again."
Mag bowed with sincere tears in her eyes.
Hearing this familiar greeting, Berg, who had just turned over the wolf, rubbed his belly with relief: "I am also very happy to see that the smartest girl in Norin is still alive."
[Reputation +40]
[Kingdom Norin: Friendly attitude]
The scholars who had been watching for a long time swarmed over, but it was unknown how much water they said "concern" and "worry" was.
[Task: Live by Crafts]
[Progress: Completed]
[Berg Bartlet is grateful to you. He will spare no effort to give you advice and do what he can. ]
The warm atmosphere lasted until noon.
The mighty team gathered around the campfire. During the meal, several refugees went around to express their gratitude to Berg.
He still had that kind smile, waved his hand and refused to accept the compliment.
A lively lunch.
Ken discussed the route with everyone. In order to avoid accidents, they decided to abandon the main road and take the more remote ancient road back.
The wolves marched, the horses' hooves sounded densely, and the wheels of the carts turned slowly.
The team passed through the [Luojun Valley] along the trail and looked at the [Permafrost Waterfall] from a distance for a while on the tundra with a wide view.
The majestic peaks rose straight up through the clouds, and the giant eagle circled in front of the ice-covered water curtain.
The scholars from southern Xinjiang looked around and showed their yearning expressions under Burke's explanation - he was experienced and knew the history behind every landmark in the North.
The natives of Santon Kaya, riding on the Flying Wolf, would also feel proud to hear those praises.
Mag gave the window to the two female companions. As soon as she sat back, she saw Ken through the window on the other side.
He was also attracted by this magnificent tundra.
"You can become a war flag, you must have stayed in the North for a long time."
The female scholar brought up the topic, and she was grateful to Ken for the teacher's safe return.
So, even if the other party didn't like her, Mag still sighed: "Everyone will be in awe of nature when seeing such scenery every day."
"I didn't stay for long, um... This story is very complicated. If you have a chance in the future, you will understand it."
Mag was surprised that Ken actually took over the conversation, without sarcasm, and his tone was very sincere.
"I apologize for my previous prejudice." Ken retracted his gaze and turned to look at her, nodding gently and said, "I was a little preconceived. You do have admirable qualities."
"Uh, you, you are also amazing!"
McGreg awkwardly responded to the compliment, nodded and closed the curtains.
Feilang returned to the front of the team in a few steps.
Ken had no extravagant thoughts. He apologized for his words and deeds, and he had no regrets, so he never approached the carriage again.
The angle of the beam penetrating the forest gradually narrowed.
The road became muddy and narrow, and the village of Sandon Kaya seemed to appear out of thin air in front of everyone. It looked extremely empty and still looked scarred.
The wolf rider returned in advance.
So when Ken's team slowly approached, all the villagers had already gathered in the square with anticipation.
[You walked into Sandon Kaya, and the subjects looked at you eagerly. ]
The team disbanded on the spot, and the riders ended their days of running and rushed to their families.
They were full of smiles.
No longer thinking that "it's a blessing to return alive", they excitedly shared what they saw along the way, showed off their Feilang mounts to their companions, and were very happy.
A happy voice rang out in the square.
The refugees easily accepted the dilapidated houses, and when they heard that they would belong to them after the repairs were completed, they smiled with satisfaction.
They were lucky to be able to shelter from the wind and rain after all the hardships they had experienced.
[Mission: Starting Point of Prosperity]
[Progress: Resident Growth 9/50]
The scholars were also very calm.
Although it was a little different from the imagined "quiet and pleasant village", no one complained.
After all, after experiencing the insidiousness and meanness of the snakeheads and the cruelty and tyranny of the robbers, these residents of Sandon Kaya seemed so reliable and friendly!
These dilapidated cabins were so warm and comfortable.
They had long been fed up with the carriages where they could only sleep. Sometimes the road was bumpy and their heads were buzzing.
The scholars just wanted to find a haystack to lie down for a while!
Under the urging of this emotion, this group of literary guys were quite motivated. They took the initiative to carry materials and participate in the work of house repair.
Because they could not do any heavy work, the ladies naturally turned their attention to the temporary kitchen.
They were eloquent, and those who could come to the North could speak Uma.
Mrs. Tennyson was very friendly.
She welcomed these children to help. Anyway, there were a lot of fruits and vegetables to pick. After a few topics were thrown out, everyone started chatting enthusiastically.
Mag had a strong character and took the initiative to walk to the meat processing area.
She lifted her sleeves beside the blood basin and asked, "Can I help?"
To her surprise, when the thin back turned around, it turned out to be a face from southern Xinjiang.
"Hey, hello, I'm Mag. It's okay, I'm not afraid of getting dirty or tired."
The girl smiled and made room for him.
"I'm Joan."
She answered softly, at a volume that could communicate without disturbing anyone.
Mag liked this kind of hardworking girl very much, and the two chatted happily. When she heard that she grew up in Pallottus, she became even more interested.
One described the prosperity of the southern border.
The other recounted the tranquility of the northern border.
There were exclamations behind them. The women heard about the feat of Zhan Jing killing the looters. Someone mentioned that Ken was not wearing a shirt at the time, and the topic became joyful.
"You listened very carefully."
Mag blinked, she touched Joan with her elbow, and asked eagerly: "Let's talk, I'm very curious about him."
"Well... Mr. Ken saved us."
"Then what?"
Joan shook her head, her thin face always smiling, but she was unwilling to say anything more.
Mag couldn't get any more information out of him, so he sighed and didn't ask any more questions. He stirred the blood with his hands and cleaned up the sorted meat.
Her "curiosity" was not tainted with personal opinions.
It was an academic emphasis on special cases. There were many similar documents, and the southern countries had never stopped studying the northern border.
Mag thought of this and looked up to find the protagonist of the topic.
He saw Burke and Ken standing at the entrance of the village. From time to time, the two would gesture to the wall, as if they were having a heated discussion.
"Huh, weird."
Not long after, Mag raised his head again to confirm.
According to her understanding of the teacher, this expression and action...
Could it be that Norin's chief engineer was asking the other party questions?