Chapter 10, Camping (Part 2)

Put venison, wild vegetables, two spoons of flour, and pepper and other seasonings into the iron pot one after another, and a pot of venison soup full of delicious and meaty flavors is ready. Ryan and the sorceress sit opposite each other, enjoying the delicious food The venison soup, the knight of the kingdom took out a large spoon and a small bowl, filled the bowl and handed it to Teresa first: "Ladies first."

The female sorceress took it without hesitation, took a sip with a spoon, and nodded: "Your craftsmanship is indeed very good. I can act with you. At least I don't have to endure those disgusting and poor-quality foods anymore."

Ryan stopped his movements. He looked at Teresa's beautiful face under the moonlight, and then looked at her silver pupils through her black-rimmed glasses with purple butterfly patterns. He suddenly smiled and said, "With my skill There are not many knights in the kingdom, at least in Nord, there is only one, and there is no semicolon."

"...Do you want some bread?" Teresa took out an iron box, which contained a few pieces of black bread, which looked like the kind eaten by the mercenaries outside, but Ryan knew, how could the sorceress eat it? What about plain brown bread?

The most popular, basic, and lowest-level food on the mainland is black bread, but this is not the kind of black bread sold in stores that Ryan saw when he was on earth. This long black strip is made of part of wheat. During the milling process, the cortex, germ, aleurone layer and a small amount of endosperm and other bran, and even some wood chips and some mud are baked. If you bake them for a little longer, these black breads will be like stones. It is as hard as it is, and it will break your teeth if you bite it down. The correct way is to boil it in hot water, and then eat it with water. Of course, the most disgusting thing is that the ratio of mud and sawdust in some black bread is very high. It is big, and there are a lot of dirty things mixed in, and because the yeast is precious, most of the black bread is fermented with saber-toothed tiger feces. Just a little bit of the feces of this beast that haunts the northern region all the year round is enough to make a large basket of black bread. bread.

There used to be such a story, a thief broke into a farmer's house, but the panicked housewife picked up black bread and hit him on the head, causing blood to flow all over the floor.

Ryan does not have much experience of eating black bread. What he eats most at home is rye bread baked by servants. This kind of bread does not include wood chips, mud, and feces during the production process. It is made by mixing rye flour and wheat flour. The servant will also add a spoonful of sugar, a few spoonfuls of butter and a little milk dregs to it. It still tastes very good.

But compared to the black bread Teresa was holding, it was nothing.

The black bread in Teresa's hand is made of sugarcane honey imported from Brittania, which is said to be the sweetest on the mainland, and high-quality wheat flour imported from the Great Plains of Luxembourg near Brunswick, the capital of the empire. Jialan black bread, the pieces of black bread in Teresa's hand are worth more than fifty silver coins. This kind of bread is soft and delicious, and it can be eaten directly without any other ingredients.

"If it wasn't for the fight in the afternoon, I almost thought we were here for a picnic in the countryside, my eldest." Ryan said helplessly, using a fork to pick up the deer steak in the bowl, eating the meat, and spitting the bones aside .

"I put it here. If you want to eat, take it yourself." The female sorceress was a little embarrassed: "This is the first time I have come out to act alone. I am afraid that I may not be used to the food outside, so I brought some by myself."

"Pick it up. In the wild, eat what you can eat freshly made. If you don't think about eating dry food." Ryan waved his hand and refused, and he took the roasted deer leg from the shelf: "I want some Roast venison?"

"Okay." The sorceress did not refuse, she had confidence in Ryan's cooking skills.

Sure enough, the venison did not have the fishy smell as expected. The delicious and creamy venison taste came from the tip of the tongue. The crispy outside and tender inside made the sorceress squint her eyes with satisfaction: "Not bad."

"It's good to eat." Ryan nodded, after Teresa ate some more to indicate that she was full,

He directly solves the rest.

"Time is running out. I am no different from an ordinary person now. Hurry up and call everyone for a meeting." Teresa took the initiative and said, "We have wasted too much time."

"Oh? Don't you hate staying with a smelly man who smells of blood the most?" Ryan couldn't help saying deliberately when he saw the invitation from the sorceress who had always been obsessed with cleanliness.

"Don't think I can't see it, you have a weird energy surrounding you, so there won't be any peculiar smell... As for others, just sit farther away." Teresa raised the curtain and went in to change clothing.

What she didn't say was that the light blue energy lingering around Ryan was very clear and pure, which made her feel very comfortable, so she was also willing to communicate with him more.

"The current weather does not allow it, otherwise I will find a way to get you some hot water to take a bath. After all, you can't just jump into the glacier to take a bath like me." Ryan nodded: "I'll call everyone first."

"Yeah." The curtain of the tent was lowered.

Ryan went to the place where everyone camped first, and called everyone in the mercenary group to have a meeting. The head of the mercenary group, Boris, was seriously injured. He forcibly fought against the leader of the beastmen for a few moves under the condition of insufficient strength. There are several fatal wounds.

I've heard of Boris's name, Ryan. This elite berserker started out with an axe, and later traveled all over the world as a mercenary, earning his name as "Blood Axe".

If ordinary fighters are only slightly stronger and know more about combat skills than ordinary people, then elite fighters, apart from their increasingly sophisticated combat skills, their bodies have begun to be further strengthened, especially Berserkers like Boris. .

Berserker is an advanced profession for warriors. This profession gives up most of its defense power and focuses all its talents on attack power. At Boris' elite level, his arms can lift hundreds of catties. If they were to go to the battlefield, it would not be a problem for one person to deal with a dozen or so fully armed ordinary soldiers.

It can only be said that the racial advantage of the Beastmen is too obvious. Take the previous Beastman leader as an example. The strength of the Beastman leader was probably at the peak of the elite level, but his performance in battle was completely overwhelming Boris. The wrist is in a crushed state.

Everyone in the mercenary regiment had just finished dinner, and they were all in a relaxed state. Ryan could tell that everyone was very tired. At the end of the battle, everyone asked what to do next. Ryan knew that, My group, who were delayed by the Beastman tribe, had lost track of Belt, so I just said to find a place to take a good rest for the time being.

Everyone cheered up a little after hearing Ryan's call, and everyone sat down around the fire. Even though Boris was seriously injured, he still braced himself to listen, and the deputy head, Wilt, sat down with Banda. , Seeing Ryan's expression was a little puzzled, the deputy head added: "He is my apprentice, learn a little knowledge."

Ryan didn't say anything.

At this moment, a scent of lavender wafted by, and Teresa appeared in front of everyone. She changed out of the black leather jacket she wore for battle, and a sea-blue mink fur coat flattered her proud figure. Wrapped exquisitely, the long hem almost hangs below the woman's calf, a pearl necklace hangs on her chest, and the silver high-heeled boots highlight her slender body line, which is conservatively estimated to be 1.7 meters above.

Those women in the Garland Council love a luxurious life, which Ryan deeply understands.

"Teresa is here too, let's start!" The sorceress sat down beside the knight of the kingdom, gave him a wink, and signaled to start, so Ryan said: "First of all, a bad news, we put Bell Te lost. Before meeting the Beastman, we were about three to four hours away from him, but after fighting the Beastman, the distance between us and him has now been extended to at least one day. "

"Secondly, Teresa's mana is exhausted and it will take a few days to recover. We can't pin our hopes on magic." Ryan continued, and everyone turned their attention to the sorceress, who nodded silently.

"What do you all think about the current situation? Or can you tell me any news?" The flames of the fire illuminated the faces of several people. Boris was injured and remained silent. Wilt seemed to be thinking about something. Everyone can only see the bright moonlight and hear the crackling sound inside the fire.

All the people sat cross-legged, only the sorceress was a special case. Ryan built a Maza for her, because Teresa definitely couldn't tolerate dust on her clothes, but this felt different in Banda's eyes He felt that the Knight of the Kingdom was trying to curry favor with Ms. Trovik. Seeing that everyone was silent, Banda thought it was time for him to act. Before that, he had conceived a good plan. After hearing this plan, Ms. Trovik will impress me!

"I have a plan, Ms. Trovik!" Banda suddenly said, ignoring Wilt's restraining gaze, and continued directly: "That's right, I think we should pursue the victory!"

"Pursuing after the victory?" Ryan became interested. He reached out his hand to stop Wilt's expression of wanting to say something, and signaled Banda to continue.

Banda felt Teresa's gaze on him, and he talked even more eloquently: "There is a clue, an important clue, which you have overlooked, and that is the Demon Rock, where Ms. Trovik is Didn’t it be time? She felt the power of the Demon Rock, so the fallen hunter must be located near the Demon Rock. The Beast tribe has been defeated by Ms. Trovik. I heard the head of the team say before, Once the leader of the Beastmen dies, the Beastmen tribe will fall into a long period of internal strife and civil strife, then we will go to investigate near the Wanmo Rock tomorrow, and we will definitely gain something."

"..." Ryan let out a long breath, his eyes drifted back and forth for a long time, Boris coughed a few times, Wilt bowed his head in silence, and Teresa, who Banda cared most about, used Looking at him like an idiot.

In the end, it was Ryan who took the initiative to speak: "Mr. Banda, if I am leading a complete knight order now, then I will consider doing this, but we only have twenty or thirty people, and there are heavy casualties, each with injuries."

"You may not know much about what the Myriad Demon Rock is, let me tell you."

"The Demon Rock is a kind of totem rock, also known as the core of chaos. It is the sacred totem of the Beastmen. They are usually hidden in the darkest and most inaccessible deep forests, secret caves or steep mountain tops. Anyone who dares to break into the Demon Rock Those who are not splitters in the area around the rock will be mercilessly wrathed by all the beastmen within a hundred miles."

"There are usually powerful doomsday bulls guarding the area around Wanmoyan. Even I am at a disadvantage against the doomsday bull, let alone our 20 or 30 mercenaries. Going there will be death."

Although the young mercenary didn't like Ryan very much, he cherished his mercenary group very much. He had grown up in the mercenary group in the past few years, so after hearing Ryan's judgment, he just muttered: "Who will die? Not sure yet.” He stopped talking.

"That's right, Mr. Lane. During the past few days of tracking, we have discovered that Belter's actions follow the following rules. His hiding route is erratic, and he has set up many obstacles to try to avoid Ms. Trovik's pursuit. , but his overall travel route has rules to follow, that is, the overall movement is westward.” Wirth took out a map, and he first clicked on a huge castle pattern in the middle of the map: “Seven days ago , Belt escaped from the royal capital, Winter City, and chose to go west."

Then the deputy head of the mercenary swiped his finger to the left and pointed to a town sign: "Five days ago, our blood ax mercenary group and Ms. Trovik witnessed Belt in the small town of Lutop, but Belt disappeared into the snowfield immediately, and we chased him desperately, but we lost track of Belt near the Granshen Trail."

"Next, it's the Mien Forest." Wilt then put his hand on a large forest pattern. The Mien Forest is very large, accounting for almost one-eighth of the land of the Nord Kingdom. It is here that everyone was killed by wild animals. people attack.

"So Belt has always been going west. This is the law we have concluded." Wirth said: "I don't know what Mr. Lane thinks?"

"Belt will want to escape from Nord, that's for sure. Nord is chasing him everywhere. Although he can hide in the deep mountains and old forests for a lifetime, it's a way to avoid hunting like this. Choose, but he won't do that." Ryan's face was serious, and he realized something.

"Why?" Banda couldn't help asking again.

"The evil god will not want a useless believer, whether it is the blood god who likes blood and killing, or the lord of tricks who likes tricks and deceit, or the Shalishi who advocates the pursuit of depraved sensory stimulation, they will not want one Useless believers, only the father of decay and disease will accept all believers." After Ryan added a little explanation, he continued: "So there are only three possibilities for Belter's whereabouts."