Field squirted out the half-chewed apple piece and laughed.
It's outrageous that someone would go after an ugly female monster.
Like the orientation of modern people, as long as it is a mother, someone will like it.
Wiping the tears from his eyes as he laughed wildly, Field became curious.
Does corruption create reproductive isolation between people?
"Poor Steel fork, died at last of ulceration in his lower body, and his great tit, turned into a disgusting lump, went in great pain." Corruption is the devil's curse, and the steel fork may not go to heaven. I don't think any creature can resist the curse, except the chosen one."
Field closed the book, the whole sense of words, so that Field did not want to read for a while.
"Lucas can only be an adventurer or an explorer, and as a scholar he lacks rigor. Not all living things are resistant to decay, at least plants are."
Field thought of the green plants that had been collected in Rum Village, not pieces of meat or tentacles.
'Ah!
There was a scream from the window, and with a movement of his hand, Field nearly knocked over the teacup he had raised to his mouth, spilling the steaming water so hot that he could not tell himself that wet clothes were difficult to dry in the dark.
Field glanced at the small map. There was no skull sign.
"Looks like some stupid bastard who can't control his bottom half." Field rubbed his temples, the slaves were all mixed together, there would always be incidents of violence and coercion, even the whip could not change the nature.
Slaves did not have the right to mate, but most of them did not have enough to eat and had no desire to reproduce.
'My Lord!
There was a trot down the corridor, and the valet knocked rapidly on the door.
"Come in, what is it?" Field went and glanced out of the window. It was still dark outside. The torches were up downstairs, but Field could see only panicked faces next to the torches.
Looks like it's gonna be more serious.
The crock fell to the ground and said in a trembling voice, "My Lord, we are in great trouble on our land!"
Field was worried, but remained calm. "Don't worry. Tell me about the trouble."
"Robber! Armed robbers have attacked our territory!" After all, he was still young, he could not help himself with fear, his hands shaking on the ground like Parkinson's, "Some slaves were going to relieve themselves in the fields, and suddenly they were attacked by robbers who rushed out of the fog. They killed two people with spears and took a slave girl!"
Field hurried forward and asked in surprise, "Did you retreat instead of continuing the attack?"
"Yes, they left at once."
"It's really grass!" Field shouted angrily.
Can retreat, must have some wisdom. What could be more outrageous than to run into a robber in this godforsaken, poison-filled dump?
Maybe it's his "cute" stepmother and siblings.
It's possible. If we give them access to the Chosen, it's dangerous.
Field looked at the map again, and there was nothing different.
It reminded Field of Connor's cavalry, who had to get close enough to show the exclamation point.
It seems the minimap's warnings are limited in scope, but can be broadcast from a longer distance to the Chosen and corrupt creatures.
"You tell the others to take shelter on the ground floor of the grand winery. I will pursue them." Field took down his sword from the shelf and walked quickly downstairs.
Asina was already downstairs inspecting the body, and seeing Field downstairs, she immediately apologized aggrieved: "Disturbing you to rest, letting the enemy enter the territory, is my dereliction of duty."
"It's not your fault. The territory is not even walled. It's not impossible for an enemy to infiltrate it."
After a bloody day of fighting, Asina was too tired to notice the enemy, which was normal.
Field half squatted down, stretched out his hand to tear apart the tattered and sour linen clothes of the body, and immediately tilted his head in doubt: "The abdominal wound, the Angle of stimulation is actually upward, those robbers are dwarfs."
"It is very strange indeed." Ashna rubbed her smooth chin, shook her legs rhythmically, the white flesh of her thigh quivered slightly, a slight movement that kept her focused, "Maybe it wasn't human, maybe it was a nasty dwarf."
Field's anxiety subsided a bit. Things might not be so bad, at least not so bad.
"Asina, can your Wolf smell the enemy's tracks?"
Using a giant dragon Wolf as a dog sounds crazy.
Ashina patted her head. "I didn't think of that."
"Take me with you. I must see what dog dares attack my land." Field gritted his teeth. He wasn't as good as the original owner. "I'll cut off their heads."
Ashna, who was already familiar with Field's temperament, smiled, "Of course! I will be your sword!"
The Wolf sniffed the corpse a few times, and then pointed his dark blue vertical eyes to the northeast of the collar of the night.
"The enemy has fled there."
Fortunately, they didn't go south. The enemy might not be human.
"Clanking ~"
A dozen slave guards came running out in disheveled clothes, many of them still in their armour and with sleepy eyes. Field pulled the corners of his mouth, tried to curse but stopped. Don't expect the soldiers of this era to be able to enforce prohibitions like the Chinese army. No doubt the guards slept so soundly that Field was ready to go, and most of them were still asleep.
"Hold your territory. Don't let the enemy shoot you back."
Field is not going to take them with him, the pursuit is dominated by speed, and by the time the troops are assembled, the enemy may be long gone.
"But discipline needs to be put on the agenda."
A lazy army is ineffective and can't even defend basic territory.
Asina will Field on the giant Wolf, with Field's small map in, can greatly reduce the possibility of ambush.
More stable than a horse, the first thing Field felt when he mounted the Wolf was comfort.
Riding is not difficult, the back of the horse is very wide, as long as the body is stable after the habit, will marvel at the horse is simpler than the bicycle. After all, bicycles have no intelligence, and many equestrian masters can even sleep while riding. Asina's dragon Wolf is more stable, and the jagged scales on its back do not hit people, they automatically shrink and close, like modern artefacts.
'Let's go!
Driving the giant Wolf, the two men sped into the gray fog.
Only feel the vision around the rapid blur, the wind whistling next to the ear, the Wolf galloping speed is amazing, it is simply a subway!
Within four minutes, Ashna had found her enemy in the thick forest of decay.