Chapter 127 Tomato Soup Is Here

Any bright and positive woman longs for admiration, admiration without any internal affairs or money.

This is vanity and care, which brings double happiness.

Rosaria suddenly showed an enlightened expression: "I know, it must be that your feeding method is wrong!"

Field was confused: "Is there any relationship between the feeding method and the taste of the food itself?"

"Hehe, of course it is related, it must be the lack of the smell of 'living things'." Rosaria put Field's hand on her waist, and she was like a kitten scratching people, sticking softly to her, exhaling a slightly cool breath, "Your body temperature is really intoxicating, now, my servant, feed me with your mouth!"

Good guy, this little girl, I can't keep up with her rhythm, Field was almost choked, I really didn't expect Rosaria to take the initiative to tease people.

If you don't take advantage, you are a bastard, Field's hand immediately wandered.

The lower back outlined by the inner arc has a very beautiful outline, and it is even more amazingly round and drum-shaped. This is just her girlish state, and her figure is 99 points. Field dares to say that in the queen state, her figure is definitely 120 points, that is, the kind of S-shaped figure that only half of the dress will fall off when the skirt is untied, and will not fall to the ground.

Field's mind went blank, and he was about to stick to it.

"Squeak!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of the door opening, and Field only felt a breeze blowing past, and Rosaria instantly hid back in the Gluttony Greatsword, and he didn't even touch a hair.

"I'll rest first, dear lord." Rosaria's laughter echoed in her ears, and then she stopped talking.

"Meow."

"Hehe ahahaha, tomato soup is here~" Aria held the plate, full of a sense of accomplishment.

Field was speechless for a while, his heart was messed up by Rosaria, and then she ran away as she said, and he felt very lonely.

"Hey, the dishes are here, why don't you eat them?" Aria tilted her head, her eyes began to turn cold again, "You don't want to drink, do you?"

"I drink, I drink."

Field drank the thick soup in one gulp, and was almost killed by the sour taste.

"It's not salty or bland, it tastes great."

"Even if it tastes good, you don't have to drink so much, right?" Aria scratched her head shyly, and she was still very happy that her cooking skills were recognized.

"Sir, we found villagers who were not evil, how should we deal with them?" The voice of the guard came from outside the door.

"Wait a minute, let me go and see."

Field blew the wind by the window for a while, and after he calmed himself down completely, he went to open the door.

Following the soldiers to the pigpen.

Yes, it was a pigpen, and Field was even stunned for a while.

At first glance, he saw two brown pigs, only a quarter of the size of modern pigs, with pointed noses and long faces, similar to wild boars.

Then, he saw an outrageous scene.

More than 30 women huddled in the northwest corner of the pigsty, covered in feces and mud. They were tortured beyond recognition, many of them missing arms and legs, and looked demented.

"Those damn cultists." Field waved his fist, "Killing them is a bargain for them. Next time, we should torture them to death."

"First, clean up the survivors, screen and question them one by one to see if we can get useful information. Then give them some food and wait for Lei Ying to come and give it to him."

After taking Shanquan Village, there was too much food to eat. After filling the baggage cart, there was still a lot of food left, so it was harmless to share some.

Then, Field went to visit the wounded again. In this battle, Ye Mu led one person to death and one person to be seriously injured. Thirteen soldiers who were temporarily gathered died and six were seriously injured. They almost collapsed. Due to the sufficient medicine, minor injuries can be cured quickly, but as for serious injuries, they can only leave it to luck.

It was late at night when the duty was arranged.

Field felt very tired: "I'm so sleepy. It would be great if Ashina was here. She could help me share a lot of things."

War is not a computer game. You just need to select soldiers and attack the enemy. It's already very tiring to take care of both the deployment of troops and the logistics supply. Field doesn't think he is good at those trivial details, such as reconnaissance, terrain or grasp of fighter planes.

And Ashina is very good at reconnaissance and raids.

"You can only hone it slowly in battle." Field rubbed his eyebrows and muttered to himself while lying on the bed, "We have to train a quartermaster quickly and let him take care of logistics. But who should I let go? He must be literate and absolutely loyal."

Iron Hammer Lynx and others are loyal and reliable, but unfortunately they are all rough.

Kao can read and write, but unfortunately he is unreliable.

"Think about it later."

Early the next morning, Field was woken up by Aria.

"Field, Lord Lei Ying is here."

"So soon, wait a minute." Field changed his clothes silently. Since there was no maid, he had to toss for a long time before he put on the complicated clothes.

When Field opened the door, he saw Lei Ying rushing in with a powerful knight group. Hundreds of people moved in unison, and the aura of killing and calmness came over them. They also had blue and gorgeous feathers on their heads. They were all ruthless people who rushed to the strong enemy and disrupted the masses. The azure armor and the long spears shining with magic luster, the most eye-catching thing was their mounts.

A kind of blue... velociraptor? It has slender claws and beautiful feathers on its arms and head.

"All of them are third-level fighting spirit, whether it is a knight or a mount." Rosaria whispered to Field.

"It doesn't matter."

Field was not panicked at all. He glanced at the small map and the knights had no desire to attack.

"It should be the guard of a chosen one."

"Baron Field, I'm glad to see you're okay." Amid the neighing of the warhorse, Lei Ying rode a tall horse and quickly came to Field, nodding heavily, "Thank you for informing me immediately. I have a lot of responsibility for this tragedy. I didn't expect that the chosen one would ambush here, and those cultists caught us by surprise."

It must be said that Lei Ying did a good job in commanding, daring to take responsibility instead of blindly blaming his subordinates.

"Please don't blame yourself too much. No one wants to see this kind of thing." Field didn't pretend to be very sad. After all, he and the law don't get along. Everyone knows it. "You can come to pick me up, which makes me feel friendship and justice."

"Let me introduce you. This is Milani, the third-level chosen one of our family."

"Hello." The woman greeted him indifferently.

Field looked at Milani, a woman wearing gorgeous clothes, holding a court feather fan commonly used by noble women, shaking it from time to time, looking like she had just attended a noble ball.

She also rode a velociraptor, but hers was bigger and had a more ferocious look.

She looked like a cavalry-class chosen one. Could she be the same type of chosen one as Ashina?