Shaman from Afar

The hot sun hangs in the sky where no cloud is visible. There seems to be no moisture in the air. The rustling leaves are accompanied by disturbing flies.

The little attendant stood in the middle of the road, while measuring the ruined and withered village in front of him, while patiently listening to the chattering village chief muttering to himself.

"Uh, I get it-in short, there is a group of robbers coming to rob you, right?" The little attendant's face had a patient smile, but he still interrupted the village chief who wanted to continue: "Wait until time You just hide in the house and do n’t come out, just leave the rest to us. "

"Also, although my knight master is very happy to help you, it is definitely not free."

"Thank you so much, thank you so much, good people like you will be blessed by the Holy Cross, my dead uncle often ..." The village head thanked Dade for his constant bowing and thanking, it seems that there is no Hearing what he said, he wanted to confuse this matter.

Well, at least I reminded ... The little attendant shook his head helplessly and turned to walk in front of the sleepy old knight riding on the horse: "Master Leonardo, they agreed."

Hearing this, the old knight seemed to have just woken up. He came down from the horse's sleepy eyes and walked toward the village with the wine sac, only tossing the sentence: "Remember to lead the horse." I left on my own.

Scratched his head, the little attendant shrugged his shoulders, and dragged the gasping old horse behind him toward the village, as if this was not the first time. Underneath the hair of the ponytail is a messy face that is so ordinary that it can no longer be ordinary. Only those eyes as dark as his hair gave him a sense of mystery.

In a sense, this is true, but it is farther away than "foreign"-although for the little servant, it is already a very distant thing, but he still remembers that he is from another world, another completely different World came here.

But what is going on? Maybe it was just a dream, but when he woke up, he appeared in this world alone, and was met by the old knight Leonardo, becoming a "white pick" attendant.

Has been following the old knights who have been wandering around for two or three years. It is clear that if he leaves alone, he will either be eaten by beasts or monsters in the wilderness or be cut off by the rogue robber.

Leonardo is a wandering knight-of course, this is just a good saying, in fact, it is no different from a wanderer or a mercenary. There is no source of livelihood and no other means of earning a living. He can only ride on a thin and small old horse, wandering around, relying on a sword to eat together, and live a life of precarious life.

In order to avoid the two being hungry together, with a little memory of the previous life, and the communicator who was still good at communication even had to start to be an "intermediary" to talk about the conditions for the old knight Leonardo and the other party seemed to be I also have fun.

And this time ... Although the little servant did n’t believe the village chief ’s words, he still had to answer the entrustment of the responding party-otherwise both of them would have to sleep in the wilderness tonight.

Taking the horse to the stable, he skillfully tied the reins to the beams, removed the saddle and luggage-the scene of two or three years, has let him master all the things that a servant should learn, especially when he has a good temper After the bad knight master.

Heard the footsteps of Zizuo Suo from behind, and the little servant who was still sorting his luggage stopped immediately and pressed his right hand on the hilt of the dagger at the waist. Although the old knight hadn't taught him how to use a sword, the servant also knew some basic things, especially after he found his perception was quite sensitive.

"Cough! Are you the servant of the master knight?" The villager who coughed lightly, sneaking from the back of the little servant, came back and looked around with some vigilance: " Where is the old knight? "

"I don't know, I'm just a servant." The servant shook his head, his right hand was still on the stiletto of the dagger, but he said very politely: "Is there anything you have?"

"Hey, don't be so nervous, I just kindly want to remind you." The villager smirked, but looked more nervous than the little attendant: "Are you planning to spend the night in the village?"

"Of course, is there any other place nearby?"

"Then listen to me to persuade the knight master, don't go against those robbers." The villager lowered his voice, staring at the eyes and the little attendant stared at each other: "Ji Quan should see nothing, wait until Hurry up and leave tomorrow! "

"Thank you for your reminder." The little attendant let go of the sword handle, and he was somewhat incomprehensible, but he did not show it as much as possible: "But ... the robbers will come to rob you, maybe they will kill you, you Don't you care at all? "

"That's also something we can't do, we just live like that." The villagers pretended not to care. "Besides, what would you do if you drove them away, would there be other robbers coming here?"

He did n’t tell the truth, this was the first feeling of the little servant, but he did n’t have any reason to refute, and if he forced him to ask, the other party would certainly not answer himself, so he nodded: "Well, I will put What you said is conveyed, but whether he listens or not is another matter. "

"Thank you, but this is also for your own good." The villager nodded and extended his right hand pretending to be calm. "My name is Martin, what is your name?"

"Just call me Loren." The little attendant shook hands with him and continued to pack his luggage, but the remaining light in the corner of his eyes never left this "Martin". The villagers looked left and right, sneaking away, and soon disappeared from Loren's field of vision.

What is hiding in this village, or what secret? The old village head and the villager named Martin had opposite attitudes to the robbers, which made Loren feel a little unnatural.

Maybe it was a mistake to promise that the village chief himself? Although it is good to be able to live in a house with a roof for one night, if you take unnecessary risks, you have to think about it again.

Loren is still very satisfied with his situation. Although he wanders around with the old knight all day long, he does n’t have to worry about his life at least, and he does n’t have to think about his livelihood-if he can, he still hopes to maintain the status quo Instead of changing anything.

Lorren carrying his luggage walked towards the church in the middle of the village. This is the only decent place in the whole wild dog village. UU reading www.uukanshu.com is actually a small stone church. But except for the holy cross statue placed in the center of the church, there is not even a priest.

The old knight was sitting on the church chair, drinking the wine he brought, and next to him was the food from the old village head. The gray beard was dyed light yellow by the wine and breadcrumbs, and the saber was placed on his leg. ——Despite the rest, the old knight is still in a posture of full attention.

"Why did you spend so long?"

"It's nothing, just met a man in the stable." Loren explained when he saw the old knight frown, and then took the opportunity to talk about it from beginning to end when it just happened.

At first, the old knight was still listening carefully, but he quickly waved his hands dismissively: "It's no big deal. I've seen this kind of idiot in the country, cowardly, don't worry about anything at all!"

The old knight sarcastically made Loren only nodded, but still carefully reminded: "But ... don't you think it's weird here at all?"

"Weird fart, I think you just want more!" The drunk Leonardo took another sip: "You kid who doesn't know where is good, just like cranky, if you are as bold as you are Small, then you just want to be a knight! "

"I understand ..." Loren still gave up and continued to persuade. Obviously, no matter what he said, his knight master would not care about it, so he could only remember it in his heart, and then try his best. Be careful.

The old knight who had drunk the wine leaned aside, closed his eyes and took a nap. Only Loren was left standing at the door of the church, watching the still bright sun in the sky.

He has a hunch, I am afraid it will be very long tonight.