Violet saw that the sandworms were slaughtering among the crowd, and the slaves rushed out to die, but Ariehus was still waiting for her in the caravan.good boy!She thought to herself, you are really obedient!

The boy waved at her: "Ma'am, this, this! Take me away! Camels! Food! Water!" His voice was hoarse, and he could only yell out a few distorted words.

The camel charged towards the caravan, and the speed boy couldn't get into it.Violet jerked at the rein and said, "Stop!" But the Camel would not listen to her.She had no choice but to reach out to the boy and say:

"Grab my hand!"

sand, fourteen

sand, fourteen

A galloping camel, skinny arms, a growing boy—Violet didn't have the strength to pull him up with one hand.Unless the boy can grab her hand and step on the stirrup at the same moment when the camel is approaching, and then let the boy slowly climb up the camel's hump enduring the violent bumps.

A ranger might be able to do it, but it's too difficult for Ariel Hess.

At the moment of contact, the boy cried, "No, I can't do it!" He didn't reach out.

After missing out with him, Violet felt rather lucky: If he grabbed my arm by force, one of us might break a bone.

Indeed, it was too much effort, and he could not get up unless the camel stopped.

But the camel had no intention of stopping.The guy went crazy, and no matter how much Violet pulled it, he wouldn't stop.They circled the caravan and came again to the boy.This time the camel was a little slower, and Violet called, "Come on!"

This time the boy mustered up his courage, but instead of grabbing Violet's hand, he chose to fly towards the camel!

Whether it was the stirrup or Violet's hand, the target was too small for the boy to seize the opportunity.So he chose to jump directly on the camel's hump.Just watched the boy's body jump on the hump, and then he was thrown out.Violet reached out to grab him, but only brushed against him and broke her nails.

The camel has lost patience, no matter how much Violet pulls it, it won't look back.The boy also gave up, and he yelled, "Leave me alone, lady, go! Go!"

Sandworms swam toward her.

From the camel's throat came a piercing cry like a bird, and its four hooves galloped.Violet felt that she was not riding a camel, but a crow.

She can't care about boys now!The camel completely lost control and ran forward.There was a loud noise from behind, and as soon as Violet turned her head, she saw the sand behind her rolling like waves, and a large area of ​​sand was plowed away.

"Hurry up!" She beat the camel hard, "Hurry up, or we will both die!"

The camel can't go any faster, but it's still not as fast as the sandworm.With a bang, the sand behind her bulged, and Violet turned her head to see the sandworm opening its spiral mouthparts and biting towards her.

A huge shadow enveloped her.The distance between her and the sandworm was so close, she could clearly see the interlaced fangs and the bloodshot between them.It still has half a piece of soft armor hanging from its throat, and a bloody thigh on the other side.Every time the mouthparts squirm, the residual limb will go deeper.

This will happen to me too!Time seemed to stand still for Violet.

In a critical moment, she was quick to use her wits, she took out the things on the saddle bag and threw them at the bugs.First a machete, then a bag of sundries, and then dry food.These things hit the sandworm's teeth, which didn't hurt it enough, but tricked it.Insects have no eyes and rely on touch to capture information.When the teeth touched something, it thought it had eaten the prey, so it closed its mouthparts ahead of time, and then slammed its body hard on the ground behind the camel.

Taking this opportunity, Violet and the camel climbed up the hillside.She shook off a lot of sandworms at once.

However, just as Violet breathed a sigh of relief, she heard the roar of sandworms behind her.Realizing that he had been tricked, the monster was furious.

She thought to herself: the sandworm will come after me soon, what should I do this time?

The ground sank rapidly, as if a dragon was flying under the ground.Violet screamed, and she and the camel flew into the sky.

Sandworms emerge from the camel's feet like fish jumping out of the sea like whales.The huge impact knocked them both into the air.

Violet pulled her feet out of the stirrups at the first moment to avoid getting stuck on the camel; she had no shoes, and the metal edge had cut the instep of her foot.The camel screamed and circled in the air, kicking its limbs wildly, and Violet was thrown in another direction.She spun several times in the air and fell to the sand.She smashed a hole in the sand, and she was so numb from the fall that she couldn't get up.

A camel screamed overhead, she raised her head, and the things in front of her were blurred and near.Through the flying sand, it could barely see the camel being devoured by the sandworm.

Seeing the camels being eaten up by the sandworms one by one, she thought to herself, this time it's over, without the camels, it's a dead end.

Sandworm turned to look at Violet.

Violet sat slumped on the ground, not daring to move or make a sound, just watching the sandworm swim in front of her.The giant beast came in front of her, and the stench from its mouth rushed towards her face, suffocating her.

No, she thought to herself, I can't just die like this, my mother won't let me die, I won't die, Lord Seven Colors chose me.

The sandworm looked at her with its mouth, as if thinking about how to eat her properly.One person and one insect were deadlocked for a long time.

Why is it still not doing it?Violet thought to herself.

Sandworm suddenly turned his head.It slammed back into the sand and swam to it.

is it goneViolet was still in shock. She lay on the ground and listened carefully to the sound of the sandworm moving, carefully confirming whether it really left.She heard the vibration getting farther and farther away, and the sandworm should have really left.

The sand was warm, neither hot nor cold, which reminded her of one thing.

Oh, now is the tipping point!The temperature of the sand is the same as my body temperature!

Yes, the temperature in the sand is now the same as my body temperature!And I just stood still, so the sandworms couldn't find me.It couldn't see the people on the camel, and it thought the camel was all its food, so after eating the camel, it went away to find other living things.

Am I... saved?

Violet trembled with excitement, she stood up, laughed and cried uncontrollably, but she stopped after crying a few times.Because her throat was so dry and painful, the water in her body was dried out.

The sun was setting to the west, and the cold wind was blowing, Violet shivered, and the fear immediately washed away the excitement just now.She realizes that night is coming soon.

It is said that the night in the desert is as cold as the wilderness of the extreme north. How can I survive without clothes, water, or camels?How do I get out of this desert?She tried to swallow, but her mouth was as dry as a desert.

Go back to the boy first, she thought.

She climbed the dunes and looked down at the caravan below.I saw the boy standing under the car and beckoning to Violet: "Ma'am, ma'am!" He shouted hoarsely, "The bug is gone, it is chasing the camel, come down!"

Violet nodded.Looking into the distance with the last point, she saw a desolation.The sandworms are gone, and the camels are gone.

Well, back to the question: how do we get out of the desert without food and water?

It was dark by the time she reached the caravan.The boy stood straight in front of her, and he held the dagger in both hands, saying, "Ma'am, you saved us."

sand, fifteen

sand, fifteen

Violet looked blank, "I didn't do anything," she said.

"You lured away the sandworm, otherwise we wouldn't be able to get this." The boy pointed behind him, and Violet looked towards what he pointed out, and immediately cried out.

It was two water bags, a bag of dry food, and some sundries.This thing is enough to save lives.

"Where did this come from?" she asked.

The boy said: "After the sandworm chased you, I went to chase other camels. It happened that a camel tripped over a stone while escaping for its life, so I wanted to ride it. But that guy is very fierce. I couldn't subdue it, so I couldn't help it." , I cut off its bag with a knife, and then let it go. Don't blame me, ma'am, I really can't beat a camel."

"You've done a good job!" Violet happily hugged the boy into her arms.The boy made a sound like a chicken crowing in fright.

"Erihes, my little gentleman, with these we may be able to walk out of the desert." She said excitedly.

Even if you can't go out, you can't die of thirst immediately.Violet looked at the water bag and thought, this is enough for the two of us to drink for three days.

Then she saw a dirty hand.

"Take your hand away," she said to the slave. "It's not yours."

A dozen pairs of hungry eyes looked at Violet, greedy and angry.Violet quietly tugged on the boy's shirt and said, "Give me the knife."

"Huh?" the boy asked her. "Ma'am, is this really the way to go? Can we... give them some water?"

"Give me the knife first."

"Okay." The boy handed her the weapon.

Violet held a sharp knife in one hand and a water bag in the other.She shook the water bag, and there was a pleasant sound inside.One water bag is full and the other is only half left.Then she checked the dry food. The dry food was very small, and it was enough for her and Arihes.But in this place dry food is not important, what is important is water.

Violet said to the slaves: "You are not entitled to these things. The knife belongs to me, and the person who took the knife into the water is Arihes. One of us contributes the material and the other contributes. The resources should be shared equally between us."

The oldest slave stood up again. He knelt down and said, "Noble lady, you are the apostle of the Lord of Seven Colors, and you must be the saint who saves the suffering. Please show us mercy!"

This old guy is not stupid, Violet thought to herself, I claim to be the apostle of the Lord of Seven Colors, and he used these words to flatter me and make me feel ashamed.Violet looked at the old man, that guy was no different from an ordinary slave, only a little older.

"What if I have no mercy?" said Violet.

"No one will serve a false envoy, and slaves are no exception." The old man raised his head and looked at Violet with vicious eyes.

Violet thought to herself: Although we have knives, we can't defeat a dozen hungry lunatics at the same time.

Ariehus whispered, "Ma'am, we can give them some. He's right, Mercy."

Violet whispered to him in the northern lingua franca: "Little gentleman, what you're talking about is not compassion, it's weakness. Two bags of water can save two lives, but if ten people drink two bags of water, everyone will die of thirst."

"Then what should we do?"

"Vicious as a snake," she said, "is the law of the desert."

Violet held a knife in one hand and held up half a bag of water in the other. She said, "Whoever can kill this old man will own this bag of water!"

The eyes of the slaves turned red, no one spoke, only hoarse panting and swallowing sounds in the air.The atmosphere was tense like a execution ground.

The old man's eyes widened, and he shouted at the top of his voice: "Whoever can kill this bitch, all the water will be his!" Of course he was lying, but he could only save his life by saying this.

Violet was so calm that she would not lose a foolish slave in a game of intrigue. "He won't give you all the water," she said, "and I'll pour it on the sand if any of you steps up to me." Unlocked the bottle of the water bag, tilted the water bag, "I will do what I say."

The slaves let out a burst of exclamation, and the old man shouted like crazy: "You don't dare!"

So Violet poured out half a bag of water.

This time even Ariheth yelled: "Ma'am, don't, don't, don't, don't! That's all we have!"

Of course Violet is also reluctant to part with these waters, but if she is not cruel, she will not be able to take down these people.

"This is my resolution, slave," she said. "Show me yours, too."

How can a slave be determined?If you are determined, you will not fall into this field.However, the old man still had a bit of backbone, he rushed forward with a roar, trying to grab Violet's water.Violet had expected it a long time ago, and stabbed him in the chest with a knife.The old man groaned and died without bleeding much.

Seeing the old man dying at his feet, Violet said to the slaves: "This is the end. If you obey, maybe I will give you a drink of water tomorrow. If you resist, you will die now."

The slaves knelt down to show their loyalty.

A bunch of cowards, she thought.

"Drink water." She ordered Ariheth.

"Yes, ma'am!" the boy complied.He took two gulps and said, "I've had enough!"

Violet took the water bag and drank some.The slaves watched helplessly, hungry, thirsty and frightened, no one dared to step forward.After Violet finished drinking, she wiped her mouth and said, "Erihes, give each person a cap-sized amount."

"Yes, ma'am!"

The slaves will definitely try to grab water after they are extremely hungry and thirsty. In order to avoid another riot, Violet needs to give them some sweetness - or give them a little hope.A cap of water won't save anyone, but at least it will calm these guys down.Wait another two or three days, and they will use up their last bit of energy and die in the desert.At that time, Violet will not have to worry about their rebellion.

The first person who said to Violet, "Always give people hope" was Haven Ambside, and Delaire Hanslock also mentioned this matter, "You have to give your servants some hope, otherwise no one will give you hope." Working hard for you." Violet remembered this matter, but she didn't expect to use it here for the first time.

This is pure deception, she thought.

It was getting late, and the desert gradually fell asleep.Violet said to the people: "Rest, save your strength, we will start tomorrow."

Ariel Hess asked her, "Where are we going?"

"Continue to follow the route of the caravan."

The boy nodded solemnly.

Violet thought to herself: Actually, I don't know where to go, but we have to move.

If the Lord of Seven Colors blesses us, then we can survive, if...

The cold wind blows in front of you.

Violet suddenly felt a coldness on her face.She touched it with her hand, and there was a drop of water on her skin.

water?

The boy also touched his face and said, "What is this? Water? Where does the water come from in the desert?"

The sky brightened suddenly, lightning flashed, and then thunder roared.The thunder lasted for several seconds, as if the gods were roaring.

People stared blankly at the sky.The wind blew up all of a sudden, first a large group of sand rushed to the face, and then there were cold raindrops!

"It's raining," the boy murmured.

The slaves shouted excitedly and ran out to meet the heavy rain with their bodies.The cry of wild beasts came from afar, the wind carried the moisture of rain, and the desert was recovering.

"Don't be dazed, ma'am!" The boy stuffed a bag full of water to her, "Drink it all, hurry up! I'm going to get new water!"

Violet took the water bag and drank until she was full, and she handed half of the bag to the boy. The boy drank it dry, and then rushed out with the water bag to catch the rain.Raindrops were hitting the roof of the caravan and running down the hollow of the shed, and the boy laughed and said, "That's just right!" He pointed the mouth of the water bag at the stream, and it was filling fast.

The rain slid over his cheeks.Violet's tears flowed silently, and the tears and rain mixed together and flowed down.She held out her hands in disbelief.Could it be that this damned world is really merciful?Did the gods answer my prayers?

The raindrops fell on her hands, she touched them, but felt rough particles.

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