Sword and Magic and Taxi

The current appearance of the little flower is obviously influenced by the weirwood: red crown, white bark, black roots. Although she can transform as a spirit, the most she can do is realize the influence of the green leaves of the tree. Anyway, as long as you see red hair, white skin, black clothes and green decorations, it must be Xiaohua.

The little flowers fluttered around Zhao Mai all day long, and when they landed on the ground, she imitated Zhao Mai's posture and walked. But her legs are short and her frequency cannot keep up with the speed, so she always looks like she is skating. After she changed her appearance once and was seen through, she can't even guess, it's so boring. She always invents games she thinks are fun, but Zhao Mai can always see through them at a glance, so the life of these games Always very brief.

Has the Three-Eyed Crow contacted you again? Zhao Mai changed the topic to business, Is the Weirwood still talking to you?

No. They are so quiet now, like frogs hiding in the ground in winter. They are scared. I think they must be the same kind of corpses before! When it comes to business, Xiaohua will put away her naughty side and talk freely. : I have never seen this type of ghoul in Golarion. In fact, this is the first time I have heard of an undead creature driven by the force of nature!

As a realization tree, can you reproduce the knowledge and understanding of those druids?

Not entirely. Xiaohua said: I must remember everything I have seen and heard, but the insights that others have left to Dashu are all vague. Sometimes I feel like I have seen each other before. Feelings are affected by these feelings. I can't be more specific, but I can tell you how to do it better. I am still too young now. If I grow into a towering tree, I will be able to understand it more clearly by then. , just like when people are enlightened.”

You are already very good. Zhao Mai said. At this time, the sound of horns came from the front, one from the Rangers, two from the Savages, and this time two sounds appeared clearly. You have to get back in the car, there might be a fight.

Although Xiaohua was reluctant, she would not cause trouble. She lay on the car window and looked out. The team of the Night's Watch immediately took action after receiving the alarm. Some of the warriors equipped their shields and drew their swords, while others began to install crossbow strings for their crossbows. These people stayed to protect the convoy, and the knights who actually attacked had already rushed out on horseback. They use pure wooden spears as weapons, which should be replaced by maces after one impact. Maintaining a sword in a world of ice and snow is troublesome. Sometimes the scabbard freezes the sword, making it impossible to pull it out at critical moments. Therefore, the slightly bulky mace has gained many users due to its aggressive use style.

The battle ended quickly, leaving only five savages hiding in the snow nest. In fact, it is unfair to call them savages, because they also use the same language as the Night Watchmen, and there is no big difference in intelligence and strength. Zhao Mai actually sympathized with them. After all, they were just separated by the Great Wall of Despair. Although it is certainly not true that once they arrive in the south, they will always burn, kill and loot. But then again, if the problem of the White Walkers is completely solved, there will be no need for the Great Wall at all, and the savages will not have to suffer so much.

This is purely a bad debt, and the hatred accumulated over generations has long reached a level that cannot be resolved, at least not in this generation.

Samwell came to Zhao Mai when the horn sounded. This instinct of seeking good luck and avoiding evil is quite good. When he arrived, he always had an awkward smile on his fat face, and his nervousness could be felt even from a distance of more than ten meters. But Sam never forgot his duty, and always carried a birdcage in his hand, with two or three ravens in it. Sam's job was to take care of the ravens, there were as many as forty of them, and it took two pack horses to transport the bird cages and feed.

What do you think Mr. Bear will do with the savage captives? In order to resolve the embarrassment, Sam would always find something to say. It was always related to magic in the past. He persevered in wanting to learn spells from Zhao Mai, but only once did he have the courage to make a request. Zhao Mai rejected him that time, and he could not muster the courage a second time.

There will be no savages captured. Zhao Mai said: The savages will not surrender to the Night Watch, and will fight to the death. The Night Watch will not surrender to the savages, because the savages will eventually torture the Night Watch to death.

Well, I know the savages call us night watchmen crows. Sam said: But the cloaks we wear are black horsehair, and maybe some raven feathers, but no raven ones. I think the main meaning of what they say is Still think we are bad, as bad as crows eating corpses.”

Jon rode over from the front of the team, jumped off before he could stop, and stood firmly on the snow. He took off his gloves and took out a rolled parchment from his arms: Elder Xiong wants you to send the letter to Aemon.

So Sam reached into the cage and deftly pulled out a bird. I was always pecked by them at first, but then I fed them more and they stopped bullying me. After smoothing its feathers and tying the letter, Sam threw the bird into the air: Brave bird, Go home, go home!

The raven quacked twice, as if in response to him, and then flapped its wings and flew over the treetops, thinking about the direction of Castle Black along the way. I wish it could take me with it.

You still think so? It's been many days and you're still scared?

Well, Sam said, I was a little scared, but it's much better. At first, I heard someone getting up to come out, but I thought it was a savage sneaking up to wipe my neck. I was scared at the time. I was afraid that my eyes would be opened. If you close it, you won’t have a chance to open it again.”

Everyone will be afraid of this. Zhao Mai said.

Really? Sam said, Thank you for comforting me.

If you don't sleep well at night, you can come into my carriage. It's more comfortable than any tent.

I've always wanted to go, but I didn't dare to say thank you. Sam said, Your carriage is the closest thing to a house that I can imagine.

Thank you for taking care of Sam. Jon extended his hand to Zhao Mai. His burns are still there, and the terrible scars will never go away in this life. Zhao Mai shook hands with him, looked at the injury on his hand, and then said: You have to move your fingers frequently, otherwise it will affect its flexibility. I will prepare some ointment for you. You can apply it once a day to speed up recovery. .”

Jon thanks him again. Because Mr. Xiong might ask him to do something at any time, he couldn't stay any longer and left as soon as possible. But before he left, he said: We can live in the house if we hold on for a few more days. I heard that we are going to a place called Custer's Fortress. Since it is a fortress, it should be good there!

Sam smiled slightly, and his heart was filled with longing again. Zhao Mai disagreed. He already knew what kind of place Custer's fortress was.