Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

"Oh, that's it." The old housekeeper smiled kindly. He waved to the woman and said, "Ai Li, you go downstairs to clean up first."

"Yes, my lord."

After the woman left, Mr. Quill took out a bunch of keys from under his quill, found one of them and handed it to Laya, saying, "I don't care about the rest, this key is the key. I lost it, and I don’t know anything about the pigeon cage.”

Laya quickly thanked her, and then asked, "Where is the manager planning to go from now on?"

The old man sighed and said, "I'm an old man in his 70s. Where can I go? Fortunately, I have some money. I can buy a piece of land and cultivate it. Let's make ends meet."

The butler of Jinsha Castle is not an ordinary person, it's a pity to farm the land.Laya nodded and said, "Come to Bear Mountain, just tell me that I want you to go, the Earl of Bear Mountain will definitely treat you like a distinguished guest."

"Bear Mountain... Oh, Haven? Ambleside, right?" The steward nodded and said, "The Earl of Ambleside has a good reputation. If he is willing to have me as an old man, I am willing to do something with him." Year, um, I will go to Bear Mountain to have a look. Just leave the key on the door when you’re done using it, and I’ll be leaving first.”

"Thank you." Laya saluted again, and then entered the loft with the key.

The pigeon loft of Sands Castle is the largest in the Bay Area, and the best quality pigeons are here.But no matter how high-quality the pigeons are, there will occasionally be such things as they are released and cannot come back.So there are a lot of pigeons here.

The pigeon loft is about four meters high and more than 100 meters long. It is composed of dozens of pigeon cages, and there is a smell of bird droppings and fishy smell of poultry.Each loft is labeled with the pigeons going to and from it.Laya looked at them one by one, and sure enough, the four pigeons in Xiawan were all sleeping in their cages.She looked back and found that not only the pigeons in Xiawan were on vacation, but also the pigeons from Ersikoulu, Linwan, Pirate Bay... and even the viscounts and barons in Hewan, these pigeons did not go to work. They are all sleeping.

Laya memorized these places in her heart, then turned and left the pigeon loft, she locked the door, hung the key on the door, and was about to leave.

At this moment, she smelled a strange fragrance—it was probably a perfume used by a nobleman, and this smell reminded her of budding flowers and refreshing mint.Generally speaking, unmarried girls will use this perfume.

But when she turned her head, what she saw was a man's face.

"Greetings, Chairman of the White Council." Awen Nemendus saluted her gracefully, and Laya quickly returned the salute.The man always had a faint smile on his face, making him feel like a spring breeze.

"The dinner at the castle has already started, Miss Laya, would you like to dine with me? I have reserved a seat."

Laya shook her head and said, "No need, Mr. Nemendus, I'm going to find my companion." As she spoke, she walked forward, and when she reached the seventh step, the place where she was close to her ear Suddenly Awen's low voice came: "Laya, did you see anything?"

Laya turned her head suddenly, and found that Awen was face to face with her, and the tip of their noses almost touched.This man is so beautiful, she thought, looking into his eyes, his eyes are so beautiful, like the stars in the night sky.But that thought only existed for a moment, she quickly stepped back, and said solemnly: "Mr. Nemendus, you are being rude like this!"

Arwen came to her again and said, "Look at me, miss."

Their eyes met again, and this time Laya felt not only amazement, but also other things——

There was a sudden wetness between her legs.

I love him so much, I want to hug him, I want to kiss him, I want to have sex with him, I want to have babies with him!A series of extremely absurd thoughts emerged from her mind,

love me!love me!love me!Right now!

Those thoughts rushed out of her mind like a flood breaking a bank, drowning her.At this time, Awen touched her face with his hand, and at that moment, Laya felt a hot current gushing from her lower abdomen, rushing to the spine, making her bones soft.As soon as her legs gave way and she fell, Arwen immediately hugged her, as if he knew Laya would collapse.

No, no, no... There's another thought going on in Raya's head, this is not right, this is not normal love, this is... this is...

"No!" She pushed Awen away violently, and quickly backed away.When their bodies were separated, the strange feeling disappeared immediately.Laya felt horrified when she recalled her appearance just now.

"What did you do?" she yelled.

"Your willpower is really firm, you are the first woman who can resist my spells with spirit." The smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a pair of deadly cold eyes, "Forget all this." He Said and waved his hand.

Raya blinked.

Raya opened her eyes.

It was dawn when Raya appeared on her bed.

Eros was sleeping in the bed next to her, and the orc snored from next door.The morning light makes the curtains white, and the magpies sing on the branches.

She felt a sharp pain in her head and thought: Did something happen last night?

She tried to recall what happened to her last night, but couldn't remember anything.At this time, she felt a slippery feeling between her legs. She was terrified, and hurriedly got dressed and got out of bed.She went to an empty room next door, locked the door, and took off her clothes.

There were bloodstains on her thighs, and when she touched them with her fingers, the blood was sticky and slippery, with a pungent fishy smell.

She froze for a few minutes before realizing that she had lost her virginity.

But she remembers nothing, nothing.She was scratching her hair, and her nails dug into her scalp, but she only remembered chatting, eating, and going to bed with Eros and the others... She didn't drink alcohol, and she didn't touch any men!

But blood doesn't lie.She checked herself again and found bruises and scratches on her neck, breasts and thighs.The most terrifying thing is that her left nipple disappeared, leaving only a red wound.

She covered her mouth, or her screams would shake the castle down.

At this moment, the mind of the saintess of the White Clothes Club was blank, and she was accompanied by infinite fear and despair.

Author's message:

Ps: This volume is almost over.

Starting from the next volume, the rhythm will become faster, new pov characters will be added, and some pov plots will be closed one after another.The plot will usher in a new climax.

Laya's scene is a plot need, not to satisfy some vulgar taste.Hope to read patiently.

Chapter 38: Fassnut reveals the truth, a

Chapter 38: Fassnut reveals the truth, a

"I told you not to follow me!" Fasnat walked forward quickly, but the red phantom also accelerated.

"You're so cruel!" Netway floated beside him in the red mist with a smile on her face, "You let me out, so you don't care?"

"Why should I care about you?"

Netway flew in front of Fasnat and blocked his way. "Because you have seen my naked body." She said this in a flat tone.

Fassnut said impatiently: "There are so many people who have seen it, why are you pestering me?"

"But those people are all dead, and you are the only one who is still alive." Netway shrugged her shoulders, "Honey, who would I look for if I don't look for you? I'm a lonely girl, running around by myself, being abducted and sold. manage?"

Fassnut didn't want to respond to her silly jokes, just wanted to get rid of her.However, he couldn't get rid of Netway. He had been marching in a hurry for the past few days, and he was too tired to walk, but Netway could always catch up.After all, one of them is walking and the other is flying, which is different.

Fassnet really had no choice but to follow her, so he said, "You can follow me, but at least you have to wear good clothes." He glanced at the woman. Can no longer maintain Hong Wu's clothing form, so she is always half naked.Although it is said that she will cover her private parts with fog, it is not a problem.

"There is no one else in the wilderness." She hovered around Fasnat like an elf, "As for you, ha! You have seen it many times, I don't mind."

Fassnut said to her: "It's not a question of whether to look at it or not, it's a basic courtesy. If I walked in front of you naked, wouldn't you--" He couldn't go on talking here, because Netway's expression became very subtle, and she looked at Fasnat with an ambiguous look. Under this kind of gaze, Fasnat felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

He blushed—I was so stupid, damn it!

"You should get dressed anyway," he said.

"Then I can't fly."

"You don't need the red mist as your clothes. May I buy you some ordinary clothes when I come back?"

"Don't!" The master of the arena, who has killed countless people, folded his arms, showing his little daughter's awkward expression, "I'm allergic to those textiles, don't wear them! People should be naked and close to nature. Have you ever seen any baby wearing clothes?" Clothes born?

"But you're not human!" cried Fassnut.

"Then I don't have to wear human clothes, do I?"

Fassnet was speechless.

The bitch!He hated her so much, I shouldn't have let her out!

Noisy is noisy, the road still has to go on.

They were walking on the dirt road in the wilderness, and Fasnat was going to the wine city, where it was said that Priest Dara Kasha was there.He has many things to ask the lord, such as the fierce monster, such as the soul in his mind, and other... psychological counseling.

In the past few days, he has eaten well and slept well, and he has completely walked out of the previous shadows - betrayal, massacre, and killing his lover with his own hands, he doesn't mind everything anymore.He wanted to cry or regret, but he didn't feel it at all, he seemed to have lost that feeling.He talked about these things with Nateway, but Nateway didn't think there was any problem. She said: "You have become stronger-not only physically, but also spiritually. Now you have become rational, cold-blooded and ruthless. That's a good thing."

No, this is not a good thing, thought Fassnut, I am becoming less and less human.Being cold-blooded means that his fighting spirit will also disappear. He once determined to get rid of the evil spirits in this world, and he once planned to build a fair, just, and free homeland with Master Haiwen——If I become extremely cold-blooded, I will Do you still care about these?That's what he's afraid of.

In the afternoon, Fasnat was a little hungry, and he had to find something to eat.Both he and Netway are capable, so it's no problem to cook some wild game, but their cooking skills are really not high.So today Fasnat wants to eat something human.Just as he was thinking this way, he saw a wisp of cooking smoke floating in front of him.Netway flew into the air and looked into the distance, saying, "It's a tavern."

The two walked there.This time Netwig put on her clothes and came down to walk with him.The two walked quickly and arrived at the tavern not long after.It was an old shop built on a crossroad called "Old Mike."The wall is made of ancient logs, and annual rings can be seen. There is a lush tree growing in the yard. Fassnut saw two squirrels running on the branches, and they were not afraid of people.

They walked in, and the owner of the front desk was wiping wine glasses. "Two?"

"Yes." Fassnut replied.

The proprietor was a rough-looking fellow with heavy hair who looked like a northerner.He was blind in one eye and wore a blindfold. "Do you want something to eat, or do you want a house?"

Fassnut said, "Two rooms first—"

"Just one room!" Netway exclaimed suddenly.

"Two rooms!" Fasnat came to the table and said to the boss.

The boss looked at the two of them and asked, "What's your relationship?"

Netway quickly approached, hugged his right arm, and said, "I am his fiancee."

The boss laughed. He threw the wooden cup on the table and said, "Are you his wife? Heh! You're a fucking mother!"

Netway's face twisted, and her clothes turned into a red mist in an instant.Fassnut quickly stopped in front of her and said, "Nateway, don't do this!"

"I'm fucking going to chop this guy up, don't stop me!"

"Forget it!" Fasnat suppressed the smile in his heart, and then pushed her away with his body, telling her to sit down first.Netway cursed a few words, then restrained the red mist.At this time, Fassnut turned around and explained to the boss: "Sorry, she didn't mean anything malicious."

However, the boss was not surprised. He poured a glass of beer for Fasnat and said, "You two are not human, are you?"

The two looked at each other, and then Fassnat asked, "So what?"

"It's not good, I take all kinds of guests. Orcs, goblins, and half-dead people are all guests. Oh, by the way, do you two have an appointment?"

"reserve?"

"If not, the token of the Ranger Guild is also fine, I can give you a discount."

Fassnut was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself that this guy is really strange, this man is obviously not an ordinary tavern owner. "Haven't you asked your name yet?" Fasnat asked.

"Old Mike—isn't it written on the outside?" The boss said without raising his head.

Old Mike?One-eyed old Mike?ah!Isn't this the man in the biography of Rangers?He was the main character in the book that Raya gave me at the time.

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ps: This is the last chapter of this volume. This chapter will fill in many big pits before, so don't miss it.

Fassnut reveals the truth, [-]

Fassnut reveals the truth, [-]

"Are you... the Ranger?"

Old Mike nodded and said, "It used to be."

Fassnut has read the book, and it is said that old Mike has fought dragons, killed monsters, and galloped across the northern border without anyone being able to beat him.He couldn't help asking: "Why does the legendary ranger open a tavern here?"

"That's a long story—how many rooms do you want?"

"Two!" "One!" they said at the same time.

"Let's take one," said old Mike.

Fassnut frowned and said, "I'll pay you for two rooms!"

"I don't want money, I just like to watch the excitement." Old Mike said.

This old guy is a master who fears the world will not be chaotic.Fassnut thought to himself, this is just as written in the book.The reason why Old Mike is not among the four rangers is because this guy is not a serious ranger.He's always causing trouble here and there and then sorting it out himself.The number of times he has acted chivalrously is not necessarily as many as the number of times he has caused trouble.

Rangers are weirdos, Fassnut thought.

After all, they still lived in the same room—one room, double bed, and Fassnut decided to sleep on the floor tonight.

Netway put down her luggage, and even packed Fasnet's salute. "Do you want me to remove the knife for you?" she asked, "I see you've been carrying it all day, isn't that uncomfortable?"

"No need," Fassnut said, "I'm going to sleep with this."

"It's good to be vigilant, and you obviously remember what I said."

Always be skeptical, he thought.

After packing their bags, they went outside to eat.Netaway ordered a lot of food, after all, she had plenty of money.Before leaving, Fasnat took nothing with him due to the complex of bone coins, but Natway took away all the gold and silver treasures.She had a unique vision and took away the most valuable and best things in the temple.What magic gems, classical mechanical watches, Kalimos' walking stick... If converted into gold coins, there may be several thousand.

Dishes are put on the table one by one - fried bacon, fried oyster mushrooms, fried tree fish (a kind of forest lizard); some sour grapes with beetroot; People replenish their strength.In addition to this is a large plate of fried noodles with spicy sauce.The wine is fruit wine from the Gulf, sweet and sour.

Netway looked at the dishes on the plate, suddenly smiled, and said, "This chef is probably a traveler, he has been to all places."

"why would you say so?"

Netway said: "Look, these fried heavy oil and heavy salt are the eating habits of northerners; noodles are eaten by southerners. Southerners don't know how to make bread. They make flour into long strips like this. It’s because the bread they make there is sour, but the noodles are fine.” She picked up a small piece of fried noodles and said, “However, this kind of noodles are fried, and iron deficiency in the Gulf or the South Ordinary people lack iron pans, and the oil is also very expensive, so people hardly use this method of cooking. Westerners like to cook with stir-fry. There are many iron mines in the West, and they still occupy the northwest pastures. They raise fat cows, so the fat is also available, so they like to fry things."

Fassnut had never eaten noodles before, and almost never eaten fried food, which made him look forward to the foreign land in the distance.At this time, he asked: "Nateway, if you say that, you have been to many places?"

"Yeah." She nodded, "I've been working for Karimos for the past few years, and before that I was working with Dara Kasha. I managed some of the work of the witcher under him. I, and Kaoda, used to be Dara Kasha's people."