Days and nights of women's clothing in front of the Duke

Because of the injury, Andy and Austin had to stop and rest for a few days.

This is the result of the dispute between the two. At the beginning, Andy stubbornly believed that he could go on the road. He was used to being injured and thought that he was as strong as a cow. He didn't pay much attention to that troublesome wound, so he wanted to Embark on a journey.

The little nobleman wanted to refute, but Andy didn't want to listen. He said very forcefully: "Goddess, I know my body very well."

As a result, before dawn, he developed a high fever again, lying on the ground angrily, and was going to see the god of death.

In Austin's eyes, this poor boy with a mean mouth and rough behavior blushed and was dying talking nonsense.

"Goddess...on...on..."

Austin was already terrified, he was in a hurry, looking for something that could relieve the symptoms.

Andy was hot all over, prayed weakly, and babbled in a daze after finishing the work.

"Pumpkin pie...is the best pie ever..."

"Will go to hell..."

"Oh, Anne..."

He sighed and opened the swollen.With swollen eyes, he said weakly to the little nobleman: "Goddess is above...Actually...you are not annoying...at least among the nobles...the ones who are more likable..."

Austin pounded the amazite, gritted his teeth even though his fingers were bleeding, and cried out suddenly when he heard Andy's words: "You've already started talking nonsense, it's over, it's over, we're over."

Austin cried and cursed, and put him down gently in fear and helplessness. He cooled Andy with stream water, crushed berries with his fingers and fed him, ground sheep calamari into powder and stirred plant ash to give him medicine .

He did all this jerky and clumsily.

Time passed by, and the heat on Andy's body was fierce, without any sign of subsiding. Austin looked at the wound on his back, the flesh was rolled up, and the place covered with plant ash and sheep calamin had begun to fester.

"My God, I shouldn't have drugged him like that."

Austin's face was pale, as if struck by lightning, and he couldn't believe that he had killed Andy. He stood up from the ground, scratching his hair in pain, but couldn't make up his mind.

"Don't panic, don't panic, he's not dead yet." Austin bit his finger, paced back and forth, weeping, and comforted himself tremblingly: "The poor have a long life, he won't die. "

Austin thanked Themis College for the briefing, so he knew a lot of interesting little knowledge.

He wiped his tears and snot, and rudely tore off the silk sleeve on the other side, soaked it, rolled it with a wooden stick and roasted it on the fire, waited for white smoke to rise, and then cleaned the wound little by little.

If Andy dies, Austin has to face the forest by himself. What awaits him then is not death, but a loneliness that is more unbearable than death, and a hopeless journey day after day.

Andy was in a daze with a fever. Sometimes he felt better, and sometimes he felt short of breath. He was so uncomfortable that he was about to die. When he really woke up, he didn't know how long it had passed.

In the evening, he slowly opened his eyes.

Andy was half lying in the mud pit by the stream, looking around numbly, and Austin, who was tired all day, lay beside him with a heavy sleep.

Andy's heart moved.

It's just that the place where he lay looked like a planed cemetery.

The desperate little nobleman did rough work that he would not normally do. When his companion was dying, he cried and dug two holes, and made two tombstones out of rotten wood.

【He was buried here】

【Austin Phelps】

"It's a good thing he didn't just bury me." Andy threw the tombstone aside and twitched his lips.

Two consecutive high fevers took away most of Andy's energy, and he had to agree to stop and recuperate.

He couldn't move, and the burden of taking care of the two fell on the thin bamboo pole-like little nobleman. His face was pale, thin and weak, and he looked like a walking corpse after many days of toil, with stiff movements and a depressed expression.

His haughty expression is gone, his expensive clothes are gone, his beautiful little leather boots are dirty, and his pampered hands are covered with mud and blood from looking for food. He lives like a man in the woods. Go humanoid.

The little noble still cried and screamed from time to time, but after venting, he would still stand up and continue to do what he should do. Instead, he didn't complain much. Sometimes he would let the tears roll down and concentrate on grinding the sheep. Ganshi Mine looked focused and numb.

There were no berry bushes around, and he needed to go out and find food by himself.

He will set off when the sun shines in the early morning, come back at noon in the scorching sun, take care of Andy in the afternoon, and sit by the campfire alone in a daze at night. He has a busy day from morning to night, and he looks at it alone when Andy falls asleep. Xiaoxi, shedding tears alone, looks depressed and pitiful.

He couldn't communicate with Andy, who was always sleeping and waking up, and he didn't know how to deal with the situation in front of him. He was burdened with the life and death of the two of them. The pressure often made him cry, but every day, living is a gift. Seeing tomorrow's The sun should be rejoicing.

But fortunately, Andy is getting better gradually.

At noon that day, under the scorching sun, Austin returned to the stream with fresh wild fruits. His footsteps were tired, his face was haggard, and he almost couldn't stand still.

But soon, he found that Andy, who had been lying down all this time, sat up cross-legged with a relaxed expression. Apart from his pale face, he looked in surprisingly good condition.

"Andy."

The little nobleman stumbled to his side, looking stunned and surprised. After a while, he seemed to realize that the wild fruit in his hand was scattered all over the ground, his eyebrows were loosened, his lips were raised, and his expression was ecstatic.

He screamed, "Are you better? I mean how are you feeling, does it hurt? I clean your wound every day and it looks scabbed, I knew, I knew you would be fine."

Andy didn't have time to speak, the little noble's tears suddenly flowed down, he covered his mouth, his shoulders shrugged exaggeratedly, and wept hard: "I thought... woo, I thought... you woo... you're going to die It's over...it's over for me too...it's terrible."

He cried too sadly, too ugly, both painful and grateful, extremely complicated.

Andy's disgusted expression loosened slightly, he opened his mouth, stretched out his hand at a loss, and didn't know where to put it.

At this time, he should act like a reliable tough guy, maintain a calm expression, and pat the little nobleman on the shoulder confidently or easily, but Andy has been ill for a long time, and he thought he was going to the kingdom of night several times, and opened his eyes again It was too difficult, and he was so excited that he wanted to cry.

Andy resisted, frowned anxiously, hesitated for a while, finally patted Austin's thin shoulder, sniffed his nose, and said stiffly: "Yes, none of us will die, I have to trouble you Fill in the dug-out graveyard."

Austin nodded while crying: "Okay."

"..."

Andy's improvement is exciting news, and they started their journey home again towards the Goddess Star.

This time Austin no longer kept silent. The lonely life of the past few days left him with lingering fears, and he almost wanted to finish talking in his life.

Andy endured Austin's nagging, and indulged him on his way with an excited expression on his face. He was a little suspicious of the little nobleman's mental state. Since he was sober, this feeling has become more and more profound.

People are forced to change their lives in various ways. This is not unusual at first, but Austin is aggressive. Andy doesn't know whether he should be shocked by his insatiable appetite for grilling bugs, or surprised by his picking up animal skulls to boil water for drinking courage.

"You can't eat this."

Andy grabbed the little nobleman's hand, snatched the forest frog from his hand and set it free. Austin stared, extremely wronged.

"Why can't you eat it?"

Andy put the white forest frog on the birch tree. The frog bulged its cheeks and jumped long. He turned around and explained: "The white elves are the messengers of the goddess."

Austin couldn't believe it, and said angrily: "That's all in the mythology."

Andy ignored him, and simply prayed a few words in the direction where the frog jumped. Austin kicked the birch angrily, and walked forward on his own.

Andy followed and watched him count the grasshoppers strewn with weeds in his hand, from one to ten, patted his chest again, and showed a comforting expression when he touched a handful of berries.

Andy: "..." Gradually lost the language.

The white tree frog was probably poisonous. Austin's hand was swollen with pain and numbness all night. He cried so hard that he couldn't sleep. Andy had no choice but to tell some strange stories to attract his attention.

The cruel king, the benevolent prince, and the hypocritical princess, the story is so wonderful that Austin finally fell asleep peacefully.

They traveled long distances, endured hunger and thirst, climbed one hillside after another, and saw thousands of ancient birch trees whispering in the wind.

Deep mountains and open fields, long rivers, ancient forests, boundless grasslands, after a long and arduous trek, the mountains are coming to an end, and the excited teenagers decided to stop by the river to rest.

The little noble took off his clothes and plunged into the water with his bare buttocks, like a big white fish. Andy sat comfortably on the bank, humming a song, throwing stones to float in the water, and glanced at Austin's direction from time to time .

The little nobleman swam for a while, and got his wet head out of the water. The sky was blue and the grass was green. He patted the water and washed the dust off his body happily. After he was clean, he walked ashore slowly.

Andy couldn't go into the water, and Austin sat with his wet hair hanging out to dry his clothes.

The humanoid spears appeared when Andy and Austin were most relaxed. They rushed out of the birch forest with their weapons in hand, and approached suddenly, like a group of premeditated wolves looking for food.

Andy's pupils narrowed, and he reacted quickly, kicking Austin, who was sitting on a rock basking in the sun, into the river.

Austin yelled and fell into the water with a plop.

"run!"

Andy yelled that he was injured and couldn't touch the water, so he couldn't care about it at this time, and wanted to jump into the river. He just stood up, and his calf tightened suddenly, and there was severe pain. He looked down and saw that both ends were entwined. The stone rope tied his legs tightly, forcing Andy to kneel on the ground.

Austin poked his head out of the water, apparently thinking Andy was teasing him.

"Run!"

Andy yelled angrily, and Austin belatedly saw the blue figure approaching on the bank. He was frightened, turned his head and swam desperately to the other side of the river.

Andy's face was pale, watching Austin walk away, his lips moved, but he didn't tell him to turn back after all.

The dream seemed to be real.

There are three humanoids in total, with different skin colors.

The long-distance tracking made them look leaner and braver, exuding a terrifying aura of choosing to eat.

The big sea-blue hands roughly picked him up from the ground, slapped him twice, and knocked out one of Andy's teeth. He spat out blood, and a strong smell of tobacco leaves poured into his nose.

The humanoid choked Andy's neck tightly, and let him go when he was about to suffocate. He looked at the fleeing Austin with falcon-like eyes, and cursed violently, but he didn't give the order to chase him.

Andy panted in pain, gritted his teeth, and slowly closed his eyes.

The little noble escaped, but this time, Andy didn't think he had abandoned his companions.

Unexpectedly, Andy didn't know that these humanoids were lingering, and they would chase all the way into the woods.

In the middle of the night, the captured humanoids took Andy back, but the long search and pursuit made them exhausted. After capturing the captives, the hunters proposed to have a good night's rest.

They tied Andy to a tree, very tightly.

Andy couldn't get away like last time, he turned his head anxiously to look around, the flames were blazing, in the dark night, the bushes behind the humanoid moved slightly, and a white thing flashed past.

Andy narrowed his eyes slightly.

butt?

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day two