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Macbeth returned after half a ring, not the orange that Richard was worried about, but the horse—the reins of the four horses were caught in Macbeth's hands.

　　 walked in front of Richard, Nancy, and Raymond, and Macbeth asked out loud, "Don't tell me, if any of you three won't ride, then I'll tie him to the horse."

　　The three Richards shook their heads at the same time and answered.

　　 "Metropolis?" Macbeth raised his eyebrows and nodded with satisfaction, "That would be the best."

As he spoke, Macbeth handed the reins of Ma to the three Richards, and led the three to move forward. When he walked, he thought of something and said, "Yes, if you answer this island later It’s best not to nod or shake your head when asking questions. If you really want to answer, you should also change the meaning of nod or shake your head."

"Ok?"

"It's because on this island, people mean nodding their heads and shaking their heads. It's the opposite of other places-for them, nodding means'no', and shaking their heads means'yes'. Don't ask me Why this is happening, I don’t know. This world is so big that everything weird will exist."

　　 "Eh..." Many nodded one after another, indicating that they knew.

　　 and the others talked like this, walked out of the port, turned over under the leadership of Macbeth, and ran towards the depths of the island.

"Da da da……"

　　……

Speaking of islands, in fact, the entire "Lisburn" island is not as big as an island, but more like a small piece of land. Everyone rushed for a day, traveled hundreds of miles, and successively changed several batches of horses. Finally, in the middle of the night , Reached the top of the island, the border position of one country and another country.

　　 There are not many troops on the border, but there are a large number of outposts.

　　At this time, a hundred meters away in front of the crowd, there was a post, stuck on the only way of a valley.

　　The outline of the night where the whistle is located, looks like a lighthouse, but it is much shorter, just a simple two-story. At this time, the uppermost layer was revealing light, and the voices of soldiers patrolling and talking were faintly heard.

　　 "Mr. Macbeth, let's go like this?" Nancy looked at Macbeth and asked in a low voice, "Willn't you be identified?"

"Well--" Macbeth stopped the horse and stared at the post, frowning, whispering, "The inspection will definitely be checked. The country we are going to has always been strict in immigration management. Originally, I I was thinking of entering from a weak place on its border-when I came last time, there was no outpost here. Who knows that a new one was built so quickly."

　　Macbeth spoke, his eyes slightly sharp, and looked at Richard, Nancy, Raymond and said: "But it doesn't matter, I will solve them. And...you are here, don't move."

　　 "Ah." Nancy and Raymond responded.

　　 Richard is: "..."

　　Macbeth didn't notice the weirdness of Richard's expression, and quickly rode forward to approach the post.

　　At night, Richard, Nancy and Raymond soon heard the cry of the sentry: "Who? Is there a pass? Dismount, accept the inspection, otherwise..."

"what!"

　　 Soon, the screams of the sentry changed into screams.

At the next moment, the sound of a large number of sentinels gathered.

　　 "There are enemies!"

　　 "Enemies!"

　　 "Alert!"

　　 "Attack!"

After that……

　　 "Ahhhhhhh!"

　　 The screaming sounded like a scream, and the whole night seemed to boil, but it quickly became quiet again.

　　 "Dada", the sound of the horseshoe sounded, Macbeth walked back from the night on a horse, and walked in front of the people without any blood staining on his body.

　　While wiping his hands with a clean white handkerchief, he said to everyone: "Okay, now that the post does not exist, we can go."

　　 "Amount......"

　　 Macbeth-I pulled the horse reins, turned the horse's head, and drove at high speed in the direction blocked by the post. Richard, Nancy and Raymond quickly followed.

　　……

　　 blinked, at dusk the next day.

　　Under the last sunshine in the sky, Macbeth drove the three Richards to a bustling city, and then dismounted in front of a hotel.

　　The horse was handed over to the hotel man, and Macbeth took the lead into the hotel-Kumquat Hotel.

　　 The new buddy ran up and greeted him. Macbeth didn’t have much verbosity. He spilled a lot of money and quickly commanded it. The buddy chicken responded like a meter, and then trot to prepare.

Shortly afterwards, Macbeth took the three Richards to a large table in the corner, and the table was filled with rich food: fatty steers, smoked duck with black sauce, fresh stew with vegetables, slightly cooked White beans, milky white mushroom soup like milk, some hard, but wheat-flavored freshly baked bread...

　　It seems to indicate the characteristics of the hotel. In the center of the table, there is also a pot of fruit-oranges-in a sense, Macbeth has always wanted to buy oranges.

　　 But the oranges did not appear in normal form, but were peeled and cooked.

　　 Yes, cooked, and sprinkled with salt and a little spice.

　　 In the current world similar to the Middle Ages, in the eyes of most people, fruits are metaphysical "cold food", eat raw to be sick, and must be cooked, roasted or cooked in other ways before eating.

　　 Therefore, the fruit of orange, in the pot, finally showed a viscous, orange-yellow paste-has been boiled.

　　Richard's appetite was originally acceptable. Seeing this form of oranges, it reduced by 30% out of thin air. Although I haven't tried it myself, Li Cha already knew about the taste of this kind of thing, so he didn't touch the huge spoon in the orange bowl at all.

　　 It was the first time that Nancy and Raymond had seen this kind of food. Some of them were curious to try it, and then showed a twisted, weird expression.

　　 "Goodong", the two swallowed the oranges in their mouths, began to swallow the mushroom soup, and then dared not eat indiscriminately.

Macbeth looked at the two of them, but he shook his head uncontrollably, but picked up a large spoon, and unceremoniously scooped most of the marmalade into his own plate, and then used a small spoon to send it into his mouth. Go to ~www.readwn.com~ There is a feeling of enjoyment on his face.

　　Nancy is speechless: "..."

　　 Raymond gave birth to admiration: Master Wizard is different, even the taste is so... heavy.

　　Richard's eyes flickered and said lightly in his heart: I promise to not eat a bite, and I will leave it to you. You eat slowly, just be happy...

　　 Well, just be happy.

　　……

　　 Dinner continues.

It must be admitted that except for oranges, the rest of the food is still ok, even if the taste is a little weird, but it is also above the horizontal line, it will not be difficult to swallow-Macbeth as a wizard, now disguised as a noble, It's not bad at all, and it's all about the best meals in the hotel-if it can't be eaten, then the rest of the guests in the hotel lobby have already turned the table and scolded.

　　 "Ziz..."

　　 "Gee..."

　　With the sound of teeth biting and lips touching, the food on the table quickly decreased, and the dinner went to the end.

Nancy was almost full and sipped. She took a sip of milky mushroom soup and looked at Macbeth, who was still eating marmalade in the corner, and said, "Master Macbeth, I want to ask you something. "

　　 "Huh?" Macbeth uttered a sound while eating marmalade. At this time, it was very good to talk, "You said."

　　 "That's..." Nancy lowered her voice and asked cautiously, "What are we doing with you?"

　　 said this, Richard and Raymond also looked at Macbeth, obviously both wanted answers.

　　Macbeth's eyebrows moved slightly.