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Boom, boom, boom.

There was a light and sudden knock on the door in the snowy night.

Ken was startled, he grasped the handle of Dawn and Twilight with his backhand, and looked vigilantly at the door under the gray vision.

The outline of the lady is small, tall and straight, like a Beilan flower.

"Mr. Ken, please have some tea."

Joan's gentle voice came from outside the winter house.

Ken heaved a sigh of relief, and waved his palm across the table, the exquisite magic circle disintegrated into stars, and at the same time the winter house was pushed away, and the midnight wind and the village girl entered in response.

Holding the copper pot, she poured a cup of [Six Grade Tea].

One of the supplies that Selena left in the tribe.

Ken was busy preparing for the battle, and didn't realize until tonight: he hadn't paid attention to Joan in a long time.

Joan combed her long hair, tidied up the room silently and neatly, warmed the kettle by the fireplace, and began to replace the mud-stained animal skin blanket.

The scarf on her head is simple and elegant, with the Thornton Kaya emblem embroidered on the corner, clean and fresh, without bone ornaments and feather ornaments, only a flower is pinned between the fabric and hair, as if accidentally stuck As above, it looks very natural.

Joan pursed her lips, stood up and smiled apologetically: "If I bother you, I'll come back at dawn."

Ken's food, clothing and shelter are basically arranged by her. As the most hardworking and pleasing girl in the village, Tennyson and Xi Wei also favor her very much.

Ken shook his head lightly, picked up the tea and faced the table, and there continued to be reassuring busy sounds behind him.

Since he rebuilt the tribe, his strength and prestige have been rising steadily, and the sense of distance between him and Joan has gradually become apparent.

Everyone in the tribe knew that Joan was the orphaned daughter of Hamsin, but she was the only one who was terrified of Zhanjing's preference.

There was one more thing that Ken couldn't figure out.

Joan's stats are very ordinary, except for hard work and dexterity, she has no special skills and no hidden blood, but according to other people's descriptions, she can accurately predict the departure or return of Zhanjing every time.

No matter how high Ken raises [Perception], she can approach quietly, just like when knocking on the door tonight, Ken was defenseless and almost thought it was a visit from the Uncoverer.

When the tea in the porcelain cup bottomed out, the sound of footsteps came after itself.

Joan put the broken hair into a towel and added it with warm water from a copper pot—the Nanjiang rolled leaf tea is for calming the nerves, and the warm water is for diluting the bitterness.

Ken rarely let himself go:
He watched the silent liquid rushing into the exquisite porcelain cup, and a faint fragrance came from his side. He turned his head again, and the fine velvet lining was placed beside the bed. The stains on the shelves had been scrubbed.

If Zhan Jing wanted it, he could even order some food.

When Ken came back to his senses, Joan was holding a bunch of things and was about to leave. Seeing Zhan Jing looking over, he returned his gaze with a smile and said softly:

"There are scones with marmalade tonight."

"Huh? Oh, hehe." Ken waved his hand and replied casually. "It's just that I haven't seen you wearing flowers on your head. Well, it's a beautiful decoration."

Joan blinked, confusion flashed across her pretty face, and then she reached out and touched her head before removing the flowers from the wrap.

"Maybe it's just by chance." She muttered and was about to close the door and leave.

Alertness suddenly flashed in Ken's eyes. He took a few steps and held Joan's hand, and dragged her back into the house. He spread his gray vision and swept across the door. There was no vision in the silent village. There were hoof prints and melting snow on the floor tiles. water stains...

Joan shrugged her shoulders at a loss, raised her head, but saw the battle flag closing the door and turned around solemnly.

He stretched out his hand to signal silence, and took the flower away.

[Item: Half-cornered Orchid]

[Description: An edible plant that grows in the southern border countries and Palotusbi in spring, and the commodity value is not high. 】

"The season is not right, it is specially raised."

Ken spread out his hand, and the half-cornered orchid fell into his palm, and the emblem of the unmasked one was hot.

Joan sat down on the bed, shrunk her legs, and hugged the blanket, while the battle banner in front of her looked more and more serious.

Ken looked at her and said, "Don't go out tonight, rest here, there may be strangers in the village, and Kuima is watching nearby."

He reached out and touched Joan's head, turned around and opened the door, and walked into the cold night.

The firewood crackled in the fireplace, and in the quiet and warm room, only a girl blinking and confused was left.

Ken walked through the village road, like a wolf king patrolling his territory.

Heila was mobilized, and the black helmets and beasts made the patrolling soldiers tense their muscles, and a heavy atmosphere permeated the tribe.

Falling snowflakes and intermittent cold wind passed through the lonely night.

Under the gray horizon, there are no traces of invasion, but there are indeed remnants of space magic, the traces are very shallow, and there are no beacons.

Tonight's visitor appears to be harmless.

Ken looked down at his palm, and the gorgeous magic circle unfolded and rotated.

There was a faint blaze coming from the emblem of the Uncoverer, as if it was some kind of signal, guiding him to the main building deep in the tribe.

Ken refused Heila's follow and went alone.

The shape of the main building originated from Burke Bartley. It was originally the residence of Warspear, and it is the most magnificent residence that can be built at this stage.

During Selena’s visit, the meditation room and reception hall were expanded internally. With the frequent trade, the materials gradually became richer, and other facilities and living rooms were added. The interior decoration was also constantly renovated and upgraded. It is still a tribal The most magnificent building in the city.

With the expansion of the tribe and the displacement of the center, the main building is gradually buried in the depths, the nearby floor tiles are more solid, and the winter house is more refined and spacious. The people who live here are all old people from Sandon Kaya, and Mrs. Xi Wei, who is busy at night, is far away. Yuan bowed, and the patrolling wolf riders also paid tribute to Zhan Jing.

Ken nodded in response.

It is difficult for ordinary people to notice the light flowing in his amber pupils, like a pair of clear wolf eyes, vigilantly observing everything along the way.

He walked into the main hall in a queue of well-armored heavy cavalry.

There are countless delicate and deadly restrictions in the winding corridors, and the arrow windows are carved with the emblem of the tribe. The flames are swaying in the breeze, and the boots are knocking on the wooden floor, stepping on the intermittent clear light. The doors slipped through the fingers one by one.

Ken stopped in front of the porch balcony, overlooking the tranquil Sandton Kaya.

The tribe has taken shape inadvertently.

There was a flash of emotion in his eyes, and he frowned slightly, facing the night and said: "Selina's seal is very strong, you can come here quietly, you may be the revealer, and you are at the morning star level."

A smear of white appeared in Ken's peripheral vision.

She stood quietly in front of the arrow window a few steps away, putting her hands in front of her body like a Taoist prayer, dignified and divine.

The strangeness in Ken's perception disappeared, and the note officially responded, as if she had just appeared.

Clear light shines through the narrow window onto her imperforate oval white mask.

But Ken could sense her expression.

That focus is real.

She seems to have stopped here for a long time, quietly overlooking the village, during the tense inspection of the tribe, when Ken walked through the corridor...

She is here all the time.