The bamboo shoots and birds stopped at the treetops, with plump wings, staring at the team passing by on the road.

[Team 103 (27 refugees, 16 village women, 42 militia, 18 riders)]

The unfinished affairs in the forest ended two days ago, and the exclamation mark disappeared.

【Abandoned warlord stronghold (occupied)】

Horses and supplies were pushed up to the slope, and there were no complete houses here, and signs of collapse and decay were obvious.

But Mr. Adam told them that the migration was officially over and life was about to begin—that was enough, and they trusted Adam.

Organize and divide the labor and operate overnight. Everyone moves skillfully and naturally, with a satisfied smile or tears on their faces.

Adam rode a war horse and looked at the sunset from afar. In half a month, this was the first sunset that gave him peace of mind.

He did not relax or stare at the horizon, thinking as always.

"This is my limit. The first refugees who left have stepped on Anton Vison's territory. Maybe there are still a few more people who can survive, but there is no hope of leaving that mountain.

More people sleep underground or slowly wander in the forest, but they can no longer find the direction of the future.”

When people pass by Adam, they will lower their voices. His meditation helps refugees through countless desperate situations. The team respects this young man better than all previous beliefs.

So, when the bonfire rose at night, Adam said he wanted to leave, and everyone was panicked.

According to his order, the militia cut the tobacco with a knife, rolled it up with dried straw, and handed it to him with his own hands.

Furo ~

Adam spit out the clouds and looked at the crowd waiting quietly below, they all knew about the "cave food".

During the past half month, when Adam led his team out to hunt during the day, the sentry who stood guard all night did not dare to rest. Now the surroundings are safe, and he still can't bear to leave.

【Attitude: Relying on Trust】

"Why……"

There were rumors in the team that Adam was the elves who appeared and would disappear when they left.

There is no way, they are just unsavvy refugees, and this nonsense has gradually been recognized by most people, which has led to the current situation.

Adam spitted off the tobacco and spitted, and the taste was terrible.

"I have given you many choices along the way, and now, the last one is in front of you."

He stood up on the stone steps, his handsome figure gave people a sense of security in the night wind. He was carrying a steel sword and a silver sword (trophies), and was backed by the largest main building in the stronghold.

"You probably don't know this thing,"

Adam took out the Lord's Ring and raised it high in the flames.

"But remember, I have the most orthodox lord on Kundia! As you can see, the territory under my name is this ruin, and my only remaining subjects stand before me.

But I have never deceived you, and I have used my life to fulfill my promise.

Those who want to leave will take away half a month's food and go north half a day to have a village, and Tygonda is also in that direction.

I'm going to take all the horses and carts to the 'cave' to carry food and come back tomorrow at sunrise.

One night, choose, gentlemen.”

...

The crowd watching silently on the roadside, and the torches lit up the front. More than a dozen riders, with their horse teams, set up carts and left in the dust.

At this moment, in the tavern in Matthew Village.

Jane brought the dinner to the table, and Old Jamie walked in from the kitchen while wiping her hands.

The furry is stuffed into the eggshell and simmered in the straw fire.

“It’s delicious, Mr. Jamie.”

"Ahh, right? My skills were learned from Xiaofuqiu. That was the delicious food that could eat your tongue! This is far from me!"

Old Jamie looked at Jane who worked so hard, always reminded him of his deceased wife when she was young, when they joked that they would have a daughter.

"Can this teach me?"

"Of course! To be honest, Jane, your talent is so good, the soft bread is more fragrant than mine, I even want to teach you how to make Kuha wine!"

“Is the kind that men like the most?”

"Yes, they will fall in love with you."

In fact, Old Jamie knew that the man he referred to was not those guys who came to the tavern deliberately to get close to him, but the Mr. Adam who had been away for half a month.

The love of a young man? He doesn't look like it.

This child has a simple personality and does not have the desire to be immersed in Adam. When talking about the other person, he will not smile happily, but instead expresses worries and loss.

She was eager to learn all kinds of skills, diligent and down-to-earth, and had the anxiety of trying hard to prove her worth.

To put it bluntly, she is not like a girl who misses the hero, but more like a knight who follows the lord, eager to stand by the other party and devote everything to her.

Good boy.

...

As night comes, autumn calls.

The lights in the village gradually calmed down, and only the furnace of the blacksmith shop was still lit.

The sound of horse hooves disappeared outside the village, and the rider quickly put it on the bridge, climbed into the wheat field with agility, and touched it from the dark path into the tavern.

Jian curled up in a separate room, and the moonlight shone on his sleeping face, like a frightened rabbit in the rain.

The light from the window was blocked, and the person who came gently closed the lock.

He held the steel sword tightly and walked back and forth in the room where he could see the light, searching for every suspicious place, checking the basin, the floor, and under the bed...

Adam took off his leather gloves and gently lifted them up. The girl's skin was smooth and warm.

He closed the quilt, took back the dazzling steel sword of cold light, sat down on the wooden chair, staring at Jane's sleeping face and thinking.

When he left the stronghold, the notes popped up.

[The last choice, the identity of the lord, the lost loyalty]

Adam did not understand this abstract sentence.

Not long ago, when he came out of the cave, the rider was carrying food, but he found this small white dot on the gray map, floating on the edge, which was difficult to pay attention.

After comparing, he realized that this was the direction of Matthew Village.

White, in Usulda culture, is not a lucky color.

Adam suspected that Jane had encountered something unexpected, so he immediately arranged for the rider to return, and ran to the village at night and rushed to the dark.

"Mr. Adam."

The girl on the bed had a sleepy eyes, and her dreamy language was integrated into the air.

"Is it still a dream?"

She smiled and saw a man sitting on the chair, crossing his legs and crossing his hands. The moonlight illuminated half of his body, but he just hid his face.

But Jane recognized that this feeling of steadiness and reliability, the urge to hide behind him, was that person!

Adam nodded without any answer.

"Okay, remember to pick me up...don't go to the big town, leave me, Mr. Adam."

The voice is rugged, the eyes are narrowed, and the slightest words float in the wooden house, blending into the moonlight.

Outside the room, Old Jamie was already holding the hatchet tightly.

He is an experienced tavern owner and has seen all kinds of mixed balls. The safety measures arranged outside the house have been triggered, and the traces show that the other party is in this room.

He carefully pushed open the door, and the night wind passed by, and the empty room could not hide others.

"Is it a fox?"

Old Jamie muttered.

Jian was cold on the bed, tightened the quilt, and tears were hanging on his eyes.

The war horses are fast, carrying the night to the south.

Adam has already got the answer from the new notes.

[Remember her, this is the first person in the world to offer your soul to you.]
Chapter completed!