Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End

"Is this a journey alone? Life is really lonely like snow."

As the boy said so, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his still awkward lips.

Chapter 220 Five

Three days have passed since leaving Rose City, and Roja felt that something went wrong with his journey.

"This mouth, why is it a little swollen?"

Looking at the brightly red lips in the mirror, Roja's head was full of question marks, and his eyes showed deep puzzlement.

Although before the start of this journey, Roja had thought about the diseases such as acclimatization and other diseases that might appear during the journey, but it has to be said that the current situation is a bit beyond his cognition.

My mouth is swollen, what kind of disease could this be?

Could it be that you got angry from eating barbecue?

No, it's never happened before. After all, how can the body of a superhuman be so fragile?

Roja didn't know what was wrong with him, so he could only call Cynthia to ask if this was a common disease during the journey. The head lady looked at it twice, and her face was a little embarrassed.

"My lord, you... seem to be a little swollen."

Cynthia carefully said this after observing for a long time, so that Roja couldn't help but feel a little speechless. He could only hold his chin and look at the ground to think about the reason. The same stared at the ground.

Sorophia's remodeled carriage this time, taking into account the possibility of a battle, did not use a soft but unstable carpet on the ground inside the carriage, but a special floor that can enhance the grip. Therefore, Some things that usually don't leave behind will be more clearly visible on this carriage, such as... shoe prints.

The black-haired boy stared at the faint shoe prints on the ground, and his face gradually became ugly.

It's not that no one entered Roja's carriage. Rather, Cynthia and the others entered quite a few times in order to report the daily itinerary and route to him, but Roja can be sure that this trace does not belong to any one of the guards, because this The shoe prints were so small that he even suspected it was a child.

A child, surrounded by heavy guards, got into his carriage at night while he was asleep?

Thinking of this possibility, Roja's hairs stand on end. Although ghosts do exist in the Shia world, and there are many targeted exorcism methods, this kind of horror of someone staring at him at night still makes him feel a strong discomfort.

And on the other hand, this kind of thing that can leave footprints is probably not a ghost, but something more advanced. The most common legend is the banshee in the forest that sucks the life of travelers, but these records are all hundreds of years ago.

Roja actually didn't believe that he could meet this kind of thing like winning the lottery, but even if it was a human being, the nature of this matter is very serious.

The carriage of the heir to the Arkart family is not a bus, and not everyone can get on it.

After thinking for a while, the black-haired boy regained his composure, and called Cynthia in his usual tone.

"Cynthia, bring me the road map."

"Yes, my lord."

The brown-haired woman said so and entered the car with a map in her hand, but what she saw was Roja's serious face. The young man pointed at the ground lightly, and Cynthia's face was gloomy immediately after taking a look.

Half an hour later, the head lady got out of the carriage and continued on without saying a word, as if nothing had happened. Roja was also doing as usual, and even took a nap.

In the evening, the convoy stopped at the side of the road again. After a little hunting and replenishing rations, the entire convoy had dinner. Roja, who seemed to be in a good mood, sang a song with his soldiers. After that, at the same time as the previous few days, Black The young man returned to the carriage and went to bed.

Time passed by like this, until midnight when the silver moon hung high, a faint silver light lit up again in Roja's "sleeping" carriage, and a slender figure arrived as promised.

The next moment, the young man exploded, and the shouts and killings near the carriage were loud.

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Half an hour later, in the carriage, Roja sat at the table and stared blankly at the "goblin" who broke into his carriage, while on the opposite bed, the poor girl was sitting on a duck facing her. His elder brother blushed and bowed his head without saying a word.

It has to be said that Roja and Cynthia's plan to lure the enemy was very successful. Alisa, who was in a good mood after hearing Roja's singing at midnight, appeared almost defenseless, but what greeted her was a huge skeleton. Claws and surrounded in all directions.

The moment he saw Alisa's face, Roja's movement conditioned reflex stopped, but it was too late to stop the subordinates outside the car.

As the head of the Iron Wall mercenaries, Cynthia attached great importance to the journey of escorting her son, the Son. She never expected that something would go wrong after all precautions. In order to make up for it, Cynthia rushed very hard this time, almost When Roja stopped, he led someone to break into the door.

And then... the public execution.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the silver-haired girl kept taking off her shoes and climbing onto her brother's bed. The black-haired boy was also stunned, and Cynthia was also dumbfounded. The head lady once escorted Charlotte Special, of course I have met the eldest lady of the Acate family, but Roja and Cynthia have met, and few other members know each other.

After all, in the middle of the night when the moon is dark and the wind is high, when most people see a beautiful creature that is a little out of the range of human beings, the strangeness in their hearts will usually breed some fear and hostility in people, not to mention that she also "attacked" the saint of the sect. son.

"Be careful! It's a banshee!"

"Protect adults!"

"The carriage is too small, knock her out!"

The excited guards were full of murderous intent, and the heavy warriors in the front row were about to attack with their shields. In desperation, Roja could only shout the words he was most unwilling to say at this time.

"Stop! This is my sister!"

When the black-haired boy yelled these words, the audience fell into a strange silence, only the shield warrior couldn't stop, and the sound of slamming into another door echoed in the night sky, and Cynthia's face was stiff , And under the torches one by one, the faces of the soldiers also became strange.

Alyssa was as red as blood under everyone's eyes, and hugged her knees on the bed and shrank into a ball with a whimper. Seeing this, Roja hurriedly pulled up the quilt to block her.

"It's okay, it's a misunderstanding, let's all go back."

The black-haired boy clutching his forehead said this with difficulty, and everyone with weird faces hurriedly backed away, everyone felt as if they had seen something they shouldn't have seen.

It wasn't until the spare door was pressed again with the help of the soldiers that Roja lifted the quilt to reveal the shameless Alisa. The two sat silently facing each other for more than ten minutes, neither of them knowing how to speak.

After a long time, the black-haired boy sighed, and said lightly: