he wore it back

The nights in the Exiled Lands are cold.

Although it is now spring, the temperature in the woods is still freezing.

Sharis lit a bonfire, set up a grill with branches, and inserted a few bunches of thin mushrooms on it.

At the end of the day, she didn't eat anything. Apart from chewing a few handfuls of edible leaves on the way to quench her thirst, her stomach was already empty.

While flipping over the mushroom skewers, Sharis secretly peeped at the man resting under the big tree nearby.

The thin clothes on the opponent's body were not resistant to cold, and some unhealed scars could be vaguely seen from the torn places, dark red and dazzling, shocking.

Sallys turned up the fire a bit to warm the surroundings.

When Shihai leaned against the tree trunk, he could see the sky when he raised his head slightly.

There is no moon tonight, and he can only rely on the stars to judge the direction. He remembered the little girl said that all the way to the north is the end.

Shi Hai didn't expect that the other party would follow him all the way into the woods after being rejected, and he still refused to leave.

Now it is not feasible to go back the same way.

The best way is to find the exit of this forest, and after leaving safely, find a way to part ways.

He sighed softly in his heart, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar starry sky above his head, feeling a little melancholy.

If you can die forever by closing your eyes, how much less worry...

Sha Lisi quietly observed the man, and she couldn't help but stare blankly just like that.

It was obvious that the other party was full of scars at this time, so there was no sense of beauty, but the only remaining intact eyes were filled with starlight, as if the night sky was reflected in them, deep and distant.

She subconsciously picked up the grilled mushrooms, walked over lightly, and used food to attract the man's attention.

"Come and eat, it's not poisonous, I tried it!"

Sha Lisi enthusiastically promoted her grilled mushroom skewers, "Don't worry, I learned the skill of finding mushrooms in the wild from my sister. She is amazing, and she has never been poisoned to death."

Of course, occasional stomach pains and the like don't count...

Shi Hai looked at the bunch of charred mushrooms in front of him. The smell of charcoal was mixed with the aroma of food, which was already good food for survival in the wilderness.

He smiled politely, and said in a hoarse voice, "No...thank you..."

Sha Lisi frowned and said, "Is it not for my appetite, but I haven't eaten for a day, and my body can't bear it."

Shi Hai shook his head lightly, but still didn't take it.

in the bar.

Leia watched her sister distribute the life-saving rations and was rejected, she couldn't help but angrily said, "It's come to this point, this person is still picky?!"

The young man next to him was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and said, "I probably can't eat it."

Leia was full of doubts, "Why can't you eat?"

Rebus held the wine glass, looked at the image on the screen, and said in a muffled voice, "...Is it because of the throat injury?"

Torret sat on the table, looking at the freshly served pan-fried lamb chops, he couldn't help moving his throat, feeling a bit bitter.

Only then did Leia realize that the man was injured, as if his throat had been severely scalded.

Rebus has been away from the army for a long time, so he is not very well informed about these messages. He only knows that he was injured, but he doesn't know the process.

He asked his friend, "What the hell is going on here?"

Torres took a hard bite of the lamb chop, but couldn't taste it.

He said, "Those prisoners of war did it before they left. In order to shut up the collaborators who had already received the negotiated compensation and continued to ask for prices, they tied up and poured a pot of boiling water."

Rebus gasped, "Did you pour boiling water? That's the commander in chief!"

Even if this man is denounced by thousands of people and cast aside by thousands of people, he still has the title of commander of the Eastern Region.

After those prisoners of war colluded with him to rebel, they dared to touch the chassis of the Eastern Region.

"A rebel still has no authority at all." Torres sneered, and added, "I heard that the lion opened his mouth. If the other party refused, he would call the guards and be captured together. This angered the prisoners of war."

Rebus couldn't believe it, "Although they are enemies, this move is really reckless."

If it were him, there is a high probability that he would agree casually first, stabilize the situation, and retreat safely.

Torres raised his eyes and said, "The news from the enemy army, I don't know if it is slander or true. It is rumored that the condition mentioned at the time was to touch the body of the prisoner of war."

Although Torres spoke euphemistically and with many uncertain words, everyone knew that this matter... should be true.

Rebus was stunned, and clenched his fists unconsciously, as if he couldn't believe that the hero he once admired had become like this!

But when he cast his eyes on the crystal screen, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

This kind of complicated emotion is not only pervasive in this small bar, the same scene is being staged in various places where the remote live broadcast is started.

Including in a secret enemy camp not far from the border of the Eastern Region.

"The deputy commander of the Eastern Region has left, so let's withdraw too."

A young man with the brim of his hat lowered got into the tent and whispered to the people inside, "Although it's a pity that this attack failed, it's also somewhat rewarding... What are you looking at?"

In the tent, a tall and handsome man was sitting casually on the leather blanket, his open skirt revealing a piece of tight skin.

He stared intently at a palm-sized crystal screen, and replied, "Judgment on death row."

Hearing the words, the young man couldn't help curling his lips and said, "Is it punishing that commander who doesn't live up to his name, he really deserves to die!"

The man couldn't help but cursed with a smile, "If it wasn't for this person's help, we would still be prisoners."

"So what, there is such a commander in the Eastern Territory that he will not oppose him, and he is really tolerable."

The young man's words were full of disdain and anger, "He eats what he says, but he doesn't say what he says, he dares to make such a rude request, he is not worthy of being a commander at all!"

After cursing, the young man was still puzzled, and he calmed down after drinking a few sips of water, "Fortunately, before we left, we taught him a hard lesson."

As soon as the words fell, the man in front of him suppressed the smile on his lips.

He stretched out his slender fingertips, randomly fiddled with the hair that fell on his neck, and said in a low voice, "Does it mean that you have filled it with hot water?"

The young man's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously, "That's really an extremely correct thing to do!"

Even if it took a lot of risk and made it difficult to escape all the way, it was worth the breath.

The man looked at the commander of the Eastern Territory who couldn't even eat roasted mushrooms on the screen, but couldn't help touching the other's image lightly with his hand, narrowing his eyes slightly, and said, "I'm... a bit regretful."