under the field

Scarlett

Wells District, the most chaotic area on the border of the imperial city, a land involving any monsters and heretics.No one will look at you very friendly, so to avoid getting into trouble, it's best not to be the center of attention.

"Sell these?" I was referring to the guns that were snatched from the officers and soldiers three nights ago.Speaking of the three days when we walked out of the wilderness, we were lucky not to meet any other people other than various beasts, even if we encountered the former.We used up the last few bullets in the gun, and I still remember the most of them were used against the wild bear, and its claws were only a fist-sized distance away from severing the veins in Selena's neck. I hit the bear in the stomach with it in the nick of time, and thank God I'm still no stranger to handling a gun, even though Selena was very disdainful and resentful of me saving her at the last moment.

I don't think there is anything too much for the two of us, after all, we have already experienced the situation where we can't find food and finally choose to settle a nest of lizard eggs... I remember when Selina took the lead, she was in a hurry Carefully poked open the top of the eggshell as a demonstration, (for her narration of the days without food when she escaped from the palace, she has created an image of "I am no longer afraid of anything")

I thought she could do it, and that's exactly what I said, "You can." I said, watching her finger the sticky gray-green smelly liquid from the eggshell...she ended up gagging He dropped the egg with a bang.I know we're stupid because we each have a horse, but, I look at Ollie, I can't do it until the last moment.The same is true for Selena, her Ma Lepu is just like her people, don't look aloof and indifferent, in fact, most of them are pretending.In the end, we agreed that eating grilled lizards was definitely more acceptable than lizard eggs. Maybe it was disgusting, and we lost our appetite after eating a little bit. Fortunately, we managed to settle the meal.The rest of the bullets naturally went much more normally, and I mostly thanked God again for the bunny in my dinner.

Talking around the campfire after dinner seems to be a good policy for insomnia.Selena first thinks that having a loved one is a person's weakness, because that's why her father, Kennedy III, will not take her and his mother with him at a critical moment, otherwise he may not be able to be better if he is alone. Escaped and found a safer place; but he was cruel and cold-blooded at the same time, she said, because of what he did, he killed everyone in a village, some people did not know why they died, like Love.

What would a good ruler look like?The girl about my age looked at me, and she felt that the burden had fallen on her overnight, when she was completely unprepared to be a ruler.But she is resolute, I can see the determination and decisiveness in her eyes, but she is also contradictory, she enjoys the pleasure of catching prey, but sometimes she can't stand seeing them struggling and chooses to solve them directly life.

Selena, I said, I don't know, that's my answer, but I know I have to keep you safe, even if it costs me my life.

She stared at me with her green eyes, but said nothing.If there is such a day, I will not hesitate, because it seems inevitable, now I am her courtier, and she is the future queen.You have someone you like, she said, and I nodded yes, that stinking Colin?I laughed, I said that many times you put on more bad faces than him.Fuck you, said Selena, what did I say?Her aloofness and glamor are all pretended, and sometimes she is even naive.Go to sleep, tomorrow we will arrive in the Wells area, take a step at a time, I said.

Selena sat next to her. She scooped up the viscous thing in the bowl with a spoon, put it down again, and repeated it several times. The food has become accustomed to it (she thinks that the Hastings girl is more delicate than the person who grew up in the palace, just pretending) Finally, she took a long breath and dropped the spoon and the bowl.

"It's the only thing we can afford after selling our guns anyway," I said, not even touching the contents of my bowl.Sure enough, she got angry when she heard this, "How dare you mention this? Who are these people!" Just now, we took the guns of the Royal Guards and met the man who specializes in selling underground guns in the Wells area. He didn't even look at the transaction, as if he wasn't surprised at the source of this thing, and threw two copper coins to us in a blink of an eye.That's right, two copper coins. Obviously, he doesn't care about the two weak female exiles at all. Selena wants to confront him. In a blink of an eye, several of his vicious partners came in the alley. In order to calm down and keep safe, I Had to pull her away.

Two copper coins, what can you do in this cunning, cannibalistic lot?In exchange for two bowls of thick soup in a run-down tavern that reminded me of lizard eggs that night.

"If you have the energy to get angry, why not think about where we sleep at night?" I looked at her and said, stirring the things in the bowl...Okay, it will be even more disgusting if you continue to stir.

"Thank you for reminding us again of the fact that we are penniless." Selena suddenly took a breath, picked up the bowl and drank the thick soup in one go.I looked at her expressionless face, raised my eyebrows and asked her how it tasted, she shook her head and said, "I won't tell you until you drink it."

I imitated her and swallowed the whole bowl in one go, and it took a lot of effort to control myself not to spit it out. "At least you won't be hungry for a while, right?" She spread her hands and looked at me.

What should I do if I have no money?She dismissed the offer to sell the horse. "When you get caught, you won't be able to run on four legs with two legs."

"Then what are we going to do?"

After a while, we walked to the counter of the dilapidated tavern, and the woman standing there wiping glasses looked at us unkindly.

"Hello." I pulled myself together, trying to look friendly: "We just arrived in this area, penniless, I thought, you here..." A glass of water poured on my face. "Do you want money, get out!" She said viciously.

Selena said: "It's not about money, it's about jobs. Can this place provide us with jobs?" Another glass of water was poured on her face, and she told us to leave like a woman.At this time, a man with a sharp face appeared from behind the table and looked at us with a smile, his glasses on the bridge of his nose were tilted under his eyes. "Work? Isn't that the only job for women?" He pointed out the window.

It was a brothel, the largest property since we set foot in Wells.

The last glass of water was poured on the man's head, and it also came from the woman. She slapped the man on the back fiercely: "Shut up! I'm afraid that others won't know that you didn't miss that piece of land, right?"

"Oh my god! Crazy woman!" He stood up and dodged while dodging, muttering, "It's too scary!" The woman chased him and beat him out of the door.She stood by the door with her waist tucked in, panting heavily. After a while, she turned her head and stared at us: "Can you wipe the floor?"

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"My God, I suspect that the bowl of thick soup smells from this bucket of scrub water." Selina whispered, pulling out a cloth from the bucket and wringing it dry.We knelt on the floor and wiped the place a second time with old damp cloths.Sometimes, I feel that Selena and Otis have similar talents in terms of chatterbox.

I glanced at the back of Ms. Baker standing at the counter, "At least this bucket of washing water can get you a place to stay tonight."

"I'm really looking forward to it," she sarcastically said.Suddenly the fat figure turned around: "If you hear me whispering again, you will get out of here immediately!"

We stick out our tongues and get on with our work.

This dilapidated tavern is a bit rough in appearance and interior design, but the business is still good.In just one morning, we found out all kinds of drinkers.Although Ms. Baker was a bit fierce, she still left us two bowls of salmon rice in the back kitchen. While we were devouring it, we heard another guest coming outside. Ms. Baker called him by his name warmly and respectfully: " Little Mr. Lovett!" I just thought I had heard this surname somewhere.

The man didn't answer, but he sat down. "Ale," he said, his voice hoarse, but it was a young voice.

"Is there a lot going on in Lingli recently?" Ms. Baker actually started a chat with him, with some flattering intentions in it. "Why did you come to the district?"

Mr. Lovett Jr. replied: "We need to replenish the ammunition and ammunition. People outside have been a little restless recently."

"I heard that something happened in the stone bed." Ms. Baker fell silent after she finished speaking, as if the other party's expression was already displeased.After a long while, the conversation rang out again, but it was already Ms. Baker who was saying goodbye to him.