Not a Witch

For those who are on the go, this kind of food is already very good, not to mention Miss Charlene invited everyone for free.

Several mercenaries thanked them, and then began to eat big mouthfuls. Judging from their appearance, it seems that such food can only be eaten to a half full.

Tear open the bread, Lorraine Hill ate as quickly as possible, and then finished the vegetable soup, a warm feeling filled his stomach.Although the materials are average, the food and beverages provided by this adventurer's hall are unexpectedly good in taste.

"Now let's go." Seeing that everyone had finished eating, Miss Charlene stood up, clapped her hands, and asked the young men around to start working.

"Good Le~"

A group of caravan personnel walked out of the hall, and then went to the stables at the back to pull out the carriage and count the goods.

"Miss Mecia, just sit with me." When Lorraine Hill didn't know what to do, Miss Charlene's voice came from not far away.

As she spoke, she greeted Lorraine Hill to go over and sit with her at the end of a carriage.

Soon, the convoy set off, and the group headed out of the city.

The roads of this era are not the flat roads in the girl's memory, but roads full of gravel and mud. The carriages are constantly bumping and shaking along the way, and sometimes you can hear the creaking teeth of the carriages loaded with goods. Voice.

"Get used to it." Miss Charlene put down the account book in her hand, and looked at the quiet girl sitting beside her.

"Well, I'm used to it." Lorraine Hill nodded. In fact, she didn't have much experience traveling alone, and she didn't know how to find topics and deal with strangers.

Feeling back to the original shape, the girl complained to herself in her heart. Although she knew a lot of theory, she couldn't do it in practice.

If that kid Pullman was here, he probably would have gotten to know everyone in the chamber of commerce long ago.

"Hehe, I will be a little uneasy when I first come out, just get used to it. If you are sleepy at this time, you can take a nap and take a nap."

"Take a nap? This is not very good, after all, I am here to be a guard."

"You are still inexperienced. When you are going to rest, look at the accompanying mercenaries. Many of them are lying on the roof and sleeping."

"During the day, there are generally few direct attacks, because they can be seen from a long distance, and there is plenty of time to prepare and wake up the entourage."

"But it's different at night. Many attacks happen at night, so adventurers and mercenaries usually take turns to keep vigil at night to ensure vigilance and combat power."

"In addition, be careful in places with dense forests. Such places are also suitable for ambushes."

"That's it, I see." The girl nodded.

"Very good, let's take a rest now, the journey is still long, try to conserve energy and stamina." Miss Charlene suggested.

"Yeah." Lorraine Hill nodded, then moved back, and lay down on the cargo around her body, holding the long sword in front of her.

After closing his eyes, after a while, Lorraine Hill felt something covering himself.

"You look so young..." Miss Charlene's sigh came from next to her ears, followed by the rustling of the pen tip across the paper.

Accompanied by the bumping of the carriage, Lorraine Hill fell into a half-asleep dreamland, only waking up at dusk.She rubbed her eyes, took off the blanket on her body, and stepped down from the carriage. At this time, the sun had already set outside, and a little afterglow was scattered among the flame-like clouds, shining on the upper layers of the branches beside her.

In the surrounding open space, caravan personnel are setting up tents, and some people are lighting fires and cooking, coming and going.

Seeing that everyone was busy with things, Lorraine Hill felt a little uncomfortable standing aside, and wanted to find something to do, but he didn't know what to do.

After looking around, she saw Charlene standing in the distance talking to someone, so she walked over.

"At night, we need to add a brazier to illuminate the light. In addition, let people go to the gray-eyed carriage. There are a bunch of iron chains and bells in the cargo of the carriage. Take them out and tie them in the mountain forest to the east."

"The woods there are too dark to see clearly. I am afraid that someone will sneak in at night, so I tied it first, so that there will be an early warning."

"Okay, Miss."

"Well, remember to keep a bonfire at the head and tail of the camp at night, and let the night watchmen divide into two groups, take care of each other, and walk back and forth from time to time, so that you will not fall asleep if you are more energetic, and you can also watch the situation on the other side. People sneak in and don’t even know.”

"I understand, it's all customary."

"It's good to understand. I'll emphasize it again. It's better to spend more energy on this kind of thing than to be negligent."

"Yes."

"That's it, you go to work first, remember to arrange the batches of personnel before dinner."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man beside Miss Charlene left.

Charlene, who turned around, saw Lorraine Hill and waved her over.

"How did you sleep?"

"It's okay." The girl was a little embarrassed, she was sleeping soundly despite being a guard.

"Hehe, I got used to it fairly quickly." Seeing the blond girl was a little embarrassed, Charlene smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

"At night, I will trouble you. You have to take turns to watch the night with other mercenaries."

"No problem." The girl nodded.

"Well, get used to it slowly. By the way, if you are bored at night, you can chat with those mercenary uncles. Although they like to brag, some knowledge and experience are still very useful, especially for a newcomer like you. .”

"Other things, let me think about it. Remember to prepare a blanket, it's still relatively cold at night."

"If you encounter someone attacking at night, remember to wake them up, and then deal with them carefully. Although the attackers are generally not strong, they have no scruples in using methods. Poisoning, throwing ash, and setting fire are all possible .”

"That's it. Before it's dark, go around and get familiar with it, and then come over for dinner."

After finishing speaking, this Miss Charlene patted Lorraine Hill again, and then walked towards the middle of the camp.

Lorraine Hill picked up the scabbard, looked back around, and then walked towards the east hillside, which was relatively high and overlooked many places.

This is an open space close to the small river, with hillsides to the east, rivers to the west, and a slightly flat field to the north and south. Even at night, if you want to attack from the plain, it is probably easy to find, so it is only on the east side. Pay more attention.

The fallen leaves in the mountains are all over the ground, and some stones are exposed from the fallen leaves, with moss growing on them, which doesn't look like people often pass by.

Lorraine Hill held the sword and looked around. When the sky was about to fall, he heard the sound of bells ringing in the camp, and then walked back.

Dinner is still boiled potatoes and vegetables, served with naan bread, and everyone sits in a circle, talking while eating.

"I heard that your wife gave birth to a boy this time. Congratulations." After the caravan sat down, they talked about family affairs.

"Hey, although it's a happy event, it feels a lot more stressful. I can't drink anymore recently, and I need to save some money to buy meat for the mother to eat."

"Haha, it's really difficult not to drink. But for the sake of the child, he is still a good man." The companion smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's okay, I'll share some with you when there is wine, so you can enjoy yourself." Several people chatted and laughed jokingly again.

Beside the bonfire where Lorraine Hill was sitting, there were temporary guards. There were about 10 of them, most of them were wearing armor, and they were generally over 30 years old. Except for the young girl, there were only two younger faces. .

One was wearing a dark green robe, with a cloth covering his head, and a row of potion bottles tied to his waist belt. He looked like an alchemist.The other one has a face like a thin monkey, a machete by his side, and a light leather robe without armor.

The two of them are not very lively characters, one is busy flipping through the torn and yellowed thick book at hand while eating, and the other is staring straight at the campfire, as if in a daze.

"Come on, little girl, have some hot soup." After the girl sat down, a bearded man handed over a bowl of boiled potato soup.

"Thank you." Lorraine Hill took the hot bowl and smelled a slight burnt smell. It seemed that it had been cooking for a long time.

After a simple dinner, a group of mercenaries assigned the order, and Lorraine Hill was assigned to watch the first half of the night.

At night, the members of the caravan returned to their tents to sleep one after another, and only a few figures were left by the campfire.

The flames were burning, and everyone sat on the wooden pier beside the bonfire. Some checked their belongings, and some touched their weapons against the fire to see if there were curls and blunt mouths, and whether they needed to be polished.

"How old is the little girl, she will come out to work at this age." The bearded uncle sat across from the campfire, looking at the dazed Lorraine Hill and asked.

"Me? About 17." The girl said words against her will, her conscience aching.

"It does look similar." He picked up the wooden branch and poked the somewhat dark fire.

"Didn't you continue your studies? At your age, it should be the time when you are improving the most."

"Here, I want to make some money first and exercise."

"It's really good to exercise, but if you want to make money, it's better to take advantage of it to practice to a higher sequence. Even if you are at home, someone will send you money and ask you to help." The uncle said his old-fashioned experience.

"Forget it, I didn't make a fool of myself, so I'm not messing around haha." Then, he seemed to think of something again, and patted the back of his head.

"You guys sit here now, I'll make a routine inspection." After a while, he picked up the rough sword by his side and walked into the night.

At this time, the bonfire became quiet again. Under the summer night sky, the sound of crickets could be heard from the surrounding grass from time to time. The field illuminated by the fire was dark, with no end in sight.

After the girl sat for a while, she looked at the other two people. One was the young man with the scimitar. He was now gently stroking the blade in his hand. The sharp curved edge shone brightly against the flames.

"It's a good knife." Another mercenary on the opposite side held the sword, leaned on the cargo box, squinted at the opposite side of the campfire, and said his evaluation in his heart.

The young man holding the knife did not reply, but slowly retracted the knife into its sheath and placed it on his knee again.

The knife appears to be a bit broken.Lorraine Hill's light blue pupils lightly looked at the virtual screen in sight, which gave an evaluation of the knife.

[Grey Twilight Scimitar] (incomplete gold level): It was built by a famous craftsman hundreds of years ago, and now many places have been damaged, and the texture circle in it is also incomplete, but the surface has been repaired and it looks like new.

Compared to this good scimitar, this young man's strength is mediocre, only War Sequence 3, and the evaluation is only excellent bronze level.

After observing for a while, Lorraine Hill looked away, and at this time the uncle also came back, but what was different from before was that the big sword on his shoulder pierced two big fish at this moment, shaking from time to time, and the fish tail Fan up a little water.

"Walking around the river while on patrol, I picked up two fish for supper." He sat down again, picked up two branches, threaded the fish, and baked it by the campfire.

"After the meeting is baked, each person will have half a stick, and everyone will satisfy their hunger together." He also took out a small salt shaker from his arms and sprinkled some on it.

Before long, bursts of tempting aromas emanated from the grilled fish. At this time, the other two also turned their attention to the grilled fish that was gradually browning.

"Haha, it's almost ready, don't worry." The uncle smiled a little when he saw the two people looking over, and then divided the grilled fish into two halves, skewered them with twigs, and handed them to several people.

"Thank you." At this moment, the silent young man finally spoke. The voice was unexpectedly clear, which did not match the dull appearance.

It wasn't until this moment that the atmosphere gradually became lively as several people were eating fish.

"Where is this little brother from?"

"I'm from Chixin Province."

"No wonder, the accent is so correct."

Hearing this sentence, Lorraine Hill keenly noticed that the young man frowned, and then quickly relaxed it, as if he didn't want to attract others' attention.

Then another mercenary started chatting with the uncle. Both of them were long-term mercenaries, and they had a lot of topics in common, from the climate in the southern part of the empire to what kind of monsters would be there in which season, and from the personality of the women in the north. The quality of swords from a certain workshop is good, anyway, you can chat freely about things from all over the world.

Although Lorraine Hill couldn't get in his mouth, he knew a lot of useful knowledge for no reason.

He was also pricking up his ears to listen. At this time, the girl realized that the young man was lying in a daze, but it was true when he listened carefully. He was also a novice in love, but it was better to pretend.

Judging from his appearance, he should not have much travel experience, he looks like a child from a rich family, but judging from the extraordinary sequence he practiced, it is very ordinary, and his body does not show any traces of exercise, and it does not seem to be carefully cultivated sons of nobility.Feeling a bit contradictory, Lorraine Hill briefly analyzed.

But at this time, she suddenly noticed something, her eyes briefly swept around, and her hand was slowly placed on the hilt of the sword.

A few partridge-like bird calls came from the distant mountains and forests. If you didn't pay attention to listen carefully, you might have been drowned in the surrounding insects.

Lorraine Hill hesitated for a few seconds whether to notify other people, or to pretend to go on patrol and settle it halfway.

"Thank you, Uncle, for the grilled fish. I'll go on patrol too." The girl with the golden ponytail stood up under the slightly surprised gazes of several people, and asked for a patrol.