Fairy’s Box

Aolilia sat quietly beside a firepower hole protruding from the outer wall of the fortress, wrapped her right knee with both hands, and hung her slender left leg in mid-air, looking at the camp below with interest. The high wind blew her hair, and it danced in a messy way, glistening in the silver-white moonlight.

"My lord, these berserkers are so presumptuous, do you need to send military police officers to rectify it?" From the inside of the firepower hole, the voice of her adjutant accompanying the army was heard, and it seemed that she was very disgusted with the previous ghost cry and wolf howl.

"No need."

Her voice was as indifferent as usual, but it seemed to have a little more warmth: "If you are still in the mood to sing before the enemy, just sing as much as you like. With me watching here, there will be no trouble."

"As ordered."

...

After Goronkasha and Yale returned to the camp, Snake and the others swarmed in immediately. Before entering the camp, Garth shouted loudly:

"Didn't you two get along pretty well? Why did you make trouble today?"

"It's just some small things, let's not talk about it."

There was a faint embarrassment on Coronkaxia's face. He was usually a good guy, and he was the most popular one in the team. He said he didn't want to talk about it, and even Snake, who was always vicious, didn't say anything.

"Are, this is for you."

A small black package was thrown over, and the black-haired knight took it in his hand, and found that the palm of his hand was hot, and there was a faint smell of meat on the cloth.

"thanks."

Yale thanked him somewhat unexpectedly, not because he was surprised by the package itself, but the person who threw it to him was Annett, who had always been at odds with him.

"Tonight's snack, we'll keep it for you." Annette smiled reluctantly. Seeing the questioning gazes cast by everyone, she became anxious and quickly said:

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not the kind of person who poisons me, but... I had a bit of a misunderstanding with Yale before..."

"The past, just pretend it never happened."

The two looked at each other and smiled. The original grudge was instantly melted away in the smile. There was no hatred between the men to kill their father and take their wife.

Yalei walked back to his bunk and was about to open the package to eat, but when he saw everyone pulling out the wrap from his quilt, his eyes widened:

"You guys are still keeping warm in the quilt."

"Nonsense." Snake didn't even want to lift his head, he pushed aside the cloth, and said unceremoniously, "It took more than half a month to get a little meaty, if we finished eating all at once, wouldn't it be right now? Want to keep your saliva and watch you eat?"

"All right……"

"Slow down, don't eat yet!"

Garth let out a sudden cry, reached for his luggage with his right hand, and said mysteriously, "I have some good things here for you to see, let's talk about it first, but don't rob it."

"Could it be that you also want to bet on a piece of meat? Don't think about it!" The old sergeant Jere gave him a fierce look.

"You all always like to misunderstand me." The gambler sighed, then took out the water bottle from his luggage, and began to slowly unscrew the bottle cap as if he was deliberately trying to whet his appetite.

"Machine!" Snake stretched out his right hand like lightning, grabbed the whole kettle over, twisted the mouth of the bottle twice, and a strong aroma of wine suddenly wafted into the air.

FUCKING-!

It's actually wine—!

He hurriedly tightened the bottle, looked at Garth in shock, and stuttered, "Could it be that you stole the soju for washing your wounds?"

"How is that possible! Don't think about it, can the soju be so fragrant?"

Garth put his index finger on his lips, reminding everyone to speak in a low voice, and then said in a voice that can only be heard in the account:

"This is what I won from Carroll. When he responded to the affidavit, he hid a bottle of wine in the medicine jar, and finally got in. But this is also the choice of fate. Now this bottle The wine is mine."

"You're amazing." Goronkaxia swallowed sharply and reached out to grab the water bottle.

"Wait a moment!"

The old sergeant Jerein stood up abruptly, took the kettle from Snake, glanced at everyone with a grim expression, and said in an inaudible voice:

"Let me try it first. If this wine is too strong, it's not good to be drunk."

"If you want to take the lead, just say it straight, anyway, I have never seen a Scourge Knight who can drink and get drunk..." Snake squeaked, just enough for everyone to hear.

"What do you know!" Seeing that the old sergeant was seeing through his mind, he immediately changed the subject:

"It's not fun to just eat meat and drink. I propose that each person take a sip, and everyone will take turns. As long as they drink, they must talk about their own affairs, so that everyone can understand each other."

"Good proposal, but... what to say?" Annette looked a little uneasy.

"Whatever, you can introduce your family or talk about interesting things, but there is one thing, if you can't satisfy everyone, you can't give him this wine."

"Okay! Just do as you said." From just now, Coronkaxia's eyes stared straight at the kettle, without thinking about it, and immediately agreed.

"Just do it."

"agree."

"...The wine is gone...the story has to be told..." Garth huddled in the corner of the tent full of grievances. Seeing that everyone agreed, he could only reluctantly follow the crowd.

"That starts with me."

Jerein immediately sat back on the floor, took a bite of beef, chewed a few times in his mouth, and said with a bit of disappointment:

"I am forty-seven years old this year, and I have been in the army for more than 20 years. It is no exaggeration to say that I climbed out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. But there is nothing I can do. I can't do anything except fight, and I am used to the life in the military camp. , want me to be a mercenary, even if I kill you! Your Majesty treats us soldiers really well, I don't know how to manage money, and now my family has quite a bit of property, the only regret is that I don't have a son."

As he spoke, he took out Huang Chengcheng's half heart-shaped crystal from his pocket, and said softly:

"I love my wife, I regard her as a treasure, but I didn't expect that she would be called by the Lord first... This crystal was the engagement gift I gave her at that time. After she died, I personally divided it into two parts. Two. The other half is in my daughter's hands, and I promise her that I will give her the complete crystal."

Yaremo looked at the half of the crystal silently, and found that the character that made up Louise was engraved on the broken position, and he blurted out subconsciously:

"Louise... your wife?"

"It's a daughter."

Master Chief Jerein raised the water bottle and said, "I'm done talking, can I drink it?"

no one objected to...

He picked up the water bottle and took a swig, then handed it to Coronkasha.

"It's my turn."

Gorenkaxia happily held it in his hand, coughed twice, and said with a smile:

"I am thirty-eight years old this year, except for losing an ear on the northern battlefield, everything is fine. Now I have several large manors at home, and I can earn hundreds of thousands of dollars every year, plus my salary, also He can be regarded as a millionaire. My son is very smart. I hired six tutors to give him the best education and teach him swordsmanship personally. He learns faster than anyone else. I am afraid that I will stop in my life. That's it, but he's definitely better than me."

After he finished speaking, he raised the water bottle imitatingly:

"Can I drink?"

Still no objection...

After some turnaround, Garth finally got his water bottle back and said with a smirk:

"My experience is not as inspirational as yours. I am thirty-five years old this year, and I can't save a penny. I haven't married and had children yet, just because I like to gamble. It's not that I haven't made a fortune before, but the things I gambled on. , come faster, go faster... I'll quit gambling when I go back, and when that time comes, borrow some money, let me settle the major issues in my life first... I'm so miserable, can I drink it?"

"You really quit gambling and everything is easy to say."

Snake said abruptly, and after watching the other party finish drinking, he took the kettle into his hand:

"I am the second son of a small aristocratic family, destined to miss the title. I originally planned to do business with my uncle. Later, I found out that I have a talent for a warrior, so I was sent to the mercenary group. I have been a mercenary since I was fifteen years old. Bing, until the age of 21, when the solidification of the sword was officially completed, the regiment leader thought that I had the potential to advance to natural disasters, so he did everything to train me...

I didn't let him down either, and within two years I became the only Scourge Knight in the mercenary group. In order to repay his favor, I sacrificed my life for him for ten years, and this year is the tenth year. The irony is that my noble elder brother is now following my lead. After all, how can ordinary nobles be compared to knights. I am grateful for the arrangement of fate. If I had inherited the title, I would probably be as weak and fat as my brother. "

The most inspirational one so far, why not let him drink?

Annett took the kettle from him, a haze flashed across his face, and he said with some flinch:

"I tell the truth, you are not allowed to laugh at me... I am the son of a farmer. I grew up in the farmland, and I have always liked the town's childhood sweetheart girl. But when I was sixteen, I realized that she had been with the town. The nobleman got engaged, and at that time I cried and asked my father why he didn’t get engaged…”

Having said that, his two hands subconsciously grabbed the placket, his knuckles appearing white due to the force:

"I will never forget that moment, the kind of inferiority and helplessness that my father showed... I vowed to change all this, so I worked hard and almost died on the training ground several times because of insufficient nutrition... Later, I met En The teacher who spent his life, he saw me as pitiful, so he gave me food, taught me swordsmanship, and even gave me a sum of money to go to school... Later, I was successful in my studies, and I no longer looked down on the village girls in the town, but my teacher He died because he had no money for treatment..."

Tears slid down his cheeks, dripped onto the blanket on the ground, and continued to choke and say:

"I haven't had time to do anything for him yet... So, I hate all the rich and nobles, why they can live so freely, but a good person like a teacher has to die."