You're Lazy, Dracula

"So, you should know where the connection with King Arthur is? Then the child of Mordred may be there too. Show the way, young man."

11. Reunion

Under the guidance of Lucius, Dracula and his party soon crossed the vast desert and came to the normal area.However, although it is a normal area, there is nothing to see in this place. The climate near the holy capital of Jerusalem is Mediterranean, with hot and dry summers and mild and rainy winters. It is not suitable for vegetation growth, so the trees in this area are not very dense. Even if there are one or two trees, they are needle-leaved or hard-leaved plants covered with thick wax, which looks dry and hard. It does not have the moist feeling full of life that the vegetation in other places in the same latitude area has.

"The climate here doesn't look very humid."

Looking at the surrounding land lacking vegetation, Lucius sighed and said:

"It seems that the people here are also living very hard."

The lack of vegetation means that the production of food and other plants in this place is not very good, so the main food source may be hunting, grazing or fishing.No matter which of these three situations is a difficult test for the local people, at least it is more difficult than farming.

"Not necessarily. The food crops here do not grow well, but this climate is suitable for the growth of fruits. The hot weather in summer is conducive to the accumulation of fruit sugar, and the mild and humid climate in winter is suitable for fruits to survive the winter."

Dracula refuted Lucius' point.

"However, the current situation where one side is the desert country of the Egyptian pharaoh and the other side is the foreign army entrenched in the holy capital, no matter where it is thrown, it will make life difficult for the local residents. I don't believe that two groups of troops are here. All the brains were beaten out on the ground, and other aborigines are still thinking about farming and grazing.”

Dracula's words made Lucius smile very ashamedly, and the knight now smiled as if he was the culprit of all this.

The chariot continued to fly in the air, and when it was about to fall into the night, Dracula and the others on the chariot saw the towering city walls of the holy capital appearing at the end of the horizon.

"That's Jerusalem, and it's also the destination of my trip."

Lucius clutched his left chest and said:

"According to that person's guidance, it is very likely that this city is now under the control of the former King Arthur."

"Look, there are many tents under the city."

Wuzhi reminded suddenly.

Everyone looked and found that there were indeed many tents under the white city wall.These tents started from the main city gate of the holy capital, and spread out in a semicircle along the city wall of the holy capital.It was just nightfall at this time, and the people in the tent hadn't fallen asleep yet, so they all lit their own oil lamps, or lit a bonfire, and began to cook in front of the tent. Looking from a distance, the stars were full of breath of life. .

"What are these people doing here?"

Seeing this scene, Tamamo also stood up behind the chariot curiously.

"Is it waiting for the time to go to the city to go to the market?"

"It's not so tolerant. This is a singularity. How can there be such a good thing."

Dracula replied.

"You said yes? Lucius."

"Yes."

Lucius smiled wryly, and said with some reluctance:

"They gathered here for the holy capital's [holy] event."

"What kind of event is [Holy Holiness]? It sounds like a secondary school."

Dracula asked a little puzzled.

"The administrator of the Holy City will hold [Holy] activities in the Holy City at a certain time of the month, and those who pass the [Holy] will be recognized as official residents of the Holy City and will be admitted. The right to the holy capital. According to legend, the interior of the holy capital is a place like heaven, with countless delicious food and wine, a carefree life, no sin, and people don't have to worry about their own food and clothing."

Lucius explained:

"I don't know what will happen to those who are not selected in [Holy Holiness], because I also heard these news on the way here."

"According to the piss in general novels, those who were not selected in [Sanctuary] should be [disposed of] as waste."

Tamamo rested her chin on her front and nodded solemnly.

"What waste, these people don't understand the value of recycling."

Naiyazi also held his chin and said seriously:

"Those who are obviously unsuccessful can be tricked into using other reasons as experimental materials, and no matter how bad they are, they can also be used as toys... Ah!"

Degu stretched his hands and gave a brain blow, and then said to Wuzhi:

"It looks like it's so late today, even if Xiao Mo is in the holy capital, it's impossible for anyone to come out of that holy capital. Why don't we go down and set up a tent with the refugees and have a rest."

Wuzhi nodded, and agreed to Dracula's suggestion, so the latter slowly lowered the [Shenwei Wheel], and Wuzhi released a camouflage technique on the chariot, disguising the originally mighty and majestic chariot. It looked like an ordinary bullock cart, and slowly pulled the crowd to the periphery where the refugees gathered.

Some refugees found Dracula and the others, but because of Kirie's camouflage, it looked like they were riding in an ordinary bullock cart.Although it seems a little abrupt to appear here, these refugees took it for granted after thinking of [Holy Holy].

If you want to fight for the opportunity to enter the holy capital, then it is reasonable to drive here from other places in a bullock cart.

Dracula drove to a subtle location some distance away from the other tents of the refugees, and then everyone got out of the car, Dracula also let the chariot stop there, and began to ask the world to help Wuzhi and the others set up the tent , although maintaining the existence of the Shenwei wheel requires Dracula to pay for magic power, but this subtle magic power may not even be enough for the magic power that he instinctively swallows between breaths.As for Lucius, he seems to be carrying a sleeping bag himself, so Wuzhi doesn't need to worry about his accommodation anymore.

After setting up the camp, Wuzhi quickly raised the bonfire again, and began to cook for everyone with the food he brought.Without the three foodies Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc and Xiao Mo, just preparing a few normal people's food is already a piece of cake for Wuzhi.

Just when Wuzhi was about to prepare the meal, Dracula, who had been sitting blankly on a stone by the campfire, staring at the boiling soup in the pot, suddenly stood up.

"Sir, where are you going?"

Wu Zhi, who was holding the spoon, turned around strangely and asked suspiciously.

"Go pick someone up."

Dracula shook three times, walked out of the range of the campfire like a zombie, and walked around the back of the tent.He glanced into the distance, and suddenly waved to a place next to him.

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