i have a shelter.

After explaining how to deepen the blood grooves of those arrows, make them longer, and put on vicious barbs, George left.

Before leaving, he also told his servants to make a simple and light tackle that could be pulled by horses and dragged on the mountain.

This stuff is pretty basic, any farmer can do it.No blueprints are required.Seeing the weeds and twigs flying up and weaving, George knew that the servants understood him.

Afterwards, George took a turn in the territory. There was almost no one in the territory, but the wolf chasing mice was very happy.

Who said that a dog meddling with a mouse is no worse than a cat.George nodded, intending to walk to the castle and also participate in the training on the school grounds.

But when passing by the tavern, he stopped hesitantly.I don't know if it's too early to go back now.But his scriptures were still on the bedside, so he had to get them.

When he was hesitating at the door, the door suddenly opened, and a village woman who was much stronger than the blacksmith appeared there.George recognized who she was at a glance.

"Oh my lord, I'm just going to find you." The thick village woman looked embarrassed and hesitated to speak.

It was very quiet in the house.The raised arm of the village woman was slightly scratched, and the village woman behind her had many scratches and a deep tooth mark on her hand. She was sitting on a chair and was panting, sweating profusely , looking viciously at the opposite side.On the other side of the fire pit, Lorna, who was holding a broom in her hand, was staring at the enemy like a frightened cat.

"My lord," the village woman said, "Actually, she hasn't bathed for several years, and it's normal for Lorna to be very afraid of water."

Afraid of the water, the girl's shoulders I've seen, she definitely bathed frequently when she was by the river, but she didn't wash her hair. George held his forehead and said inwardly.

No need to think too much, from her spoiled, wet, charcoal-black hair, I knew what happened. It took a long time for the two of them to force her to wash half of her hair.

The girl was not injured at all, but her clothes were torn in several places during the struggle.

The house was a mess.

"Rona" George's forehead was throbbing with blue veins. He stretched out a finger and pointed towards her for a long time, but he still didn't say a word in the end.

"Forget it, that's it, thank you for your hard work." George comforted the two with kind words, and sang a hymn to the two in vain. For such a small scratch, the effect was immediate.

When sending them off, George gave them a few copper eagles, but the two of them threw them into the donation box on the square. The old blacksmith said last night that when there is enough money there, there will be a Build a church.Since then, all the money that the leaders received from the subordinates have also been invested back.

After wiping Lorna's butt, George closed the door.He squinted at the waitress.

The guilty Lorna held a rag, not daring to look at the lord, and pretended to wipe the bar.

"Don't wipe the bar and clean up here." After leaving this sentence, George went back to the house to take back the scriptures and headed towards the school grounds.

In the evening, George accompanied Alexander and others to patrol a circle, and encountered two screaming bull monsters again, but this time it was useless for Alexander to take action.The sixteen followers successfully dealt with them.

From the course of the battle, George saw the effect of today's training. Their strength has not changed much, but they already have proficient skills.

Facing the rushing monster, the soldiers did not panic, nor did they go to the top with a hot head.He quickly changed his formation and cleverly avoided the two monsters.

After that, ten people were separated to fight the two monsters, just like a pack of wolves fighting a bull.And the remaining six people who had finished throwing their javelins used their shields and short swords to neatly deal with the dozen or so zombies that followed.

When they turned back to join the battle behind them, the two big guys were almost exhausted.And the subordinates are just like planting wild boars, constantly looking for opportunities, and stabbing spears constantly on their bodies.

Throughout the process, they kept shouting and cooperating.Occasionally, when the monster charged towards him, the subordinates could cleverly roll to the side to avoid the fatal blow.And the unlucky guy was accidentally knocked over, and at the critical moment, he used a shield to block in front, protecting his vitals.

A few minutes later, the two bulls fell to the ground one by one, and were hit through the forehead by someone.

Standing behind Alexander with a hammer on his side, George nodded repeatedly as he watched the battle.

In just one day, it has already had such an effect.Previously, Alexander told George that they had gone through 16 battles today, 6 times beyond the original plan.And the subordinates who have died many times have firmly remembered many things.And at the critical moment, it was revealed in the form of body memory.

Compared with those knights trained since childhood, although it is still much worse now.But these sixteen people are now enough to deal with two or three knights.

That night, the lord and his subordinates ate the fourth meal of the day together. Although these soldiers were eligible for an extra meal, the meal for tonight was only rat meat.

However, they are all happy to eat these things. After all, in this big link, it is already very good to have rat meat.

Fifty rats wasn't enough to feed these guys.But it doesn't matter, there will be other meat to eat tomorrow.George looked at the fire pit in a daze. On the map, Jack had already stayed far away from the shelter, but he had no intention of returning.

According to Aji, Jack was very powerful in the mountains and forests before, and he must have found the giant's footprints.And according to this direction and distance, I can indeed relax a bit, but I'd better go out every day, no matter what, those cannon balls must be fixed as soon as possible.

After seeing the scene in the fire pit, George felt a little more at ease.He raised his head to look at Lorna, and found that she was also staring blankly at the fire pit.

The girl was in a daze again.

George specially allowed the two best performers today to drink a glass of wine. Both of them are bad people.But after the bad people heard it, they stood up and sternly rejected it using the redemption story in the holy scriptures that George had told them before.

George felt a little embarrassed by the face-to-face refusal.He secretly glanced at the messages on the heads of these two people, and found that they were no longer believers, but believers who practiced atonement.

The rest of the information has not changed since they have not been ordained and baptized.

After the night was over, George looked through the scroll again and found that Jack seemed to have completely planned to spend the night in the mountains. He wondered if he had discovered anything.

Shaking his head, George opened the scripture.Looking at a piece of hair stuck on it, he was stunned.

This long purple hair is slightly curly. It was eaten from the bowl to the mouth during dinner tonight.

No one among the citizens has such a strange color of hair, otherwise they would have been burned to death long ago.

Thinking of this, George's eyes couldn't help but diverge.

Up until now, he had only seen one person with such hair, and only evil witches could have such weirdly colored hair.

For some reason, he always had dreams about that witch recently.

"I didn't expect such a beautiful woman to lose her hair. But after so many days, the fallen hair hasn't been swept out? Damn girl, it can't be that the ashes swept on the ground are thrown into my job bowl, right?"

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0064 Pack of Wolves Chasing the Hunt (Second Change)

In the foggy forest, the sound of horseshoes sounded, disturbing a dead man who was roaming in the forest.It slowly turned around following the sound, and saw a mace covering its field of vision.

With a sound of collision, the body whose head was smashed flew out for a certain distance under the huge impact force.The knight reined in his horse and blew a whistle.Then, amidst howling wolves, several huge beasts came out of the bushes and rushed over with their prey.

"Don't catch the pheasant, silly, can you understand me? I asked you to find a deer. The stag should go and smell the urine." George hung up the third pheasant today, speechless. on the side of the horse.

Of these three, only the first had an arrow inserted into it.The rest were caught by the wolf himself.

Also there are a few squirrels on the horse don't know how the guy got them

At this time, a few more wolves rushed over. They circled around the knight's horse a few times, rubbed their master's boots, dragged Ersha's tail, and got into the mist again.

It's almost noon, but the results this morning are not as good as the previous few days.George shook his head and decided not to wander in the forest anymore. He blew a whistle, summoned the wolves, and went to the vineyard together.

So far, it has been the sixth day since the school grounds opened, and every afternoon when he goes back, George will catch a wolf.And now, he is not only very proficient in this kind of work, but since he already has the help of wolves, he doesn't need to recite the words of judgment, he can smash those beasts to the ground and listen to his speech.

If nothing goes wrong, there will be another wolf by his side on the way back today.

Since there were wolves, the hunting work has become more and more smooth.The harvest in the past few days was not small, and most of them were the results of hunting in that vineyard.But I haven't been there yet.

Those deer seem to have a special fondness for those sweet and greasy grapes, and they are not afraid of scratching their own horns in order to eat them greedily.