You call this a shield?

Thinking of it this way, Sheld simply didn't have any burden, and sat down on Stick's cloak.

In the North Cruz Plain, when night falls, although the temperature has not reached the point of sudden drop, but even if the weather is refreshing, when the temperature drops a little at night, it is inevitable that there will still be goosebumps on the body.

Sheld was right in not taking off his cloak.

The curve of the horizon in the distance glowed with a glimmer of light. When I looked up at this moment, the night sky was already bottomless black, and the scattered stars rushed out before the sun had completely left.

What rushed into the nose was a dry and crisp wind.

It seems to rush all the way to the throat, and the stem is swelling in the throat, like the oppressive feeling on the back of the bottomless night, if there is nothing.

"Soon, it's time for the psychics to celebrate the New Year, right?"

Shield suddenly remembered the customs of this world.

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"new year?"

Stike was stunned for a while, and then, as if he was meeting Sheld for the first time, he carefully observed Sheld from head to toe, and then said slowly: "The Eiffel Festival is indeed coming soon, not many days Come on, why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?"

Why mention this?

Sheld didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this, it was probably just an idea that popped into his mind.

But after thinking about it carefully, Sheld felt that it was not just the brain that came to "inspiration".

That awkward feeling was only for a moment, very short, but very clear, it came and went quickly along with the wind in the plain.

I am homesick.

The anxiety of this thought was instantly suppressed by the goddess' BUFF, and then disappeared without a trace.

It wasn't until this time that Sheld suddenly realized.

This is normal. When I first came to this world, I was full of uneasiness, novelty, and joy after rebirth. Afterwards, I was pushed forward by various things.

Now that I have calmed down, I realize that I am not from this world after all. I have memories that do not belong to this world, and I always feel a sense of estrangement.

And just when he learned that a new year had passed in this different world, this emotion began to erupt - but it was well suppressed by the goddess' BUFF, so Sheld didn't feel abnormal.

This is not to blame the goddess.

This is a good thing.

Sheld's rationality made him think clearly. It is true that he misses his family and friends in his previous life very much. Even sand sculpture netizens can bring him some nostalgia.

But he died in that world.

The goddess put him in another world and revived him, and he has a new life. What is there to be dissatisfied with?Are you clamoring to go back?

But even so...

If I can tell my family that everything is fine in another world, it’s just that I’m on a business trip in a super invincible place, and it may be difficult or even impossible to come back.

At least stronger than a cold corpse.

After a long silence, Sheld answered slowly, "Because I'm a little homesick. In our country, at the end and beginning of each year, we must pay attention to a family reunion."

"do you miss home?"

"Do not want to."

Sticker answered quickly, almost without thinking.

She threw aside the staff in her hand, and lay down directly on her cloak: "I only have some troubles at home."

"You miss your father? Or your mother?"

"No, because they rarely appeared in my childhood."

Stike immediately sneered and said, "They do their thing, and there are always only some mourning souls around me. The one who accompanied me the most was a guard. Unfortunately, she passed away when I was a little girl."

"When I grow up, what they teach me is not how I should be as a daughter, but what I should be as the patriarch of the next generation."

"At first, I would listen patiently. Later, I got tired of those common rules, etiquette... as long as there are these things, anyone can be the patriarch, and I don't have to come."

"Since then, I often go to the library, which is a rare and quiet place for Neulanni."

"The more I became an adult, the harder they pushed me. They drove me out and forced me to bow my head, because they thought that as long as I left the good environment, I would soon come back crying."

"Later, I passed a shop, which was run by a little girl, and the shop was very dilapidated."

"I asked her: Where are your parents?"

"She said that her father was an adventurer and died. The business in the store was too bad. Mother had no choice but to work in Custom Street all year round."

"Then, I became an adventurer. I earned enough money by relying on various tasks, and even the adventurer level was raised to the silver level. I passed by that shop again and found that the little girl was still running the shop. , she's just grown up."

"I asked her: Is your mother still working in Custom Street?"

"She said she was taken away by a businessman who left her and ran away because they wouldn't want one with a baby."

"So, I bought that shop, gave all the money to the girl, and let her go to the orphanage in Neuilani. After all, I can't take care of the children, and my identity will only be given to her as a foreigner. Trouble, that money will give her a nice fortune to do what she wants when she comes of age."

"Is my story too heavy?"

Just when Sheld was listening intently, Stike suddenly turned his head and said.

"Uh...no...no..."

It's just that I didn't expect that Stike's relationship with opening an adult goods store in Custom Street-wait a minute?

"That little girl has been running that store...?"

"What are you thinking?" Stike spat lightly: "It used to be a restaurant, but this kind of simple restaurant can't be opened in Custom Street, so I changed it to a prop for fun."

"oh oh……"

In other words, the little girl always feels that the style of painting is not right when she runs this thing in Custom Street.

"Then why didn't you tell me about it before?"

"Is there any need to tell you about this kind of thing to show off?"

"..."

Stike waved his hand: "Let's talk about something happy."

"Our Eiffel Festival has nothing to do with family reunion, it's with anyone, have you thought about it?"

"and many more?"

Shield moved his butt out subconsciously: "What did I think about it, isn't this your festival?"

"The Goddess of the Forest and the Goddess of Life have always had a good relationship. There are even legends that they are sisters. The theme song of the forest and life is always reproduction and vitality, and the beginning of the year also represents the beginning of vitality. The festival named after the Goddess of the Forest ,what you think……?"

As he spoke, Stike turned over slightly, tilted his whole body, propped his head at a slant, and looked at Sheld in a charming posture, seemingly charming.

"Wildness is also part of the forest..."

Sheld swallowed sharply. Although the BUFF is there, let him calm down, but just thinking about it is still outrageous. He really didn't expect the New Year of the Necromancers to be like this. It's a bit too pleasant.

While thoughts were flying, Stike seemed to be getting very close, his fingertips wrapped around Sheld's shoulders, and the breath of the two slowly approached.

Now Shield had to start thinking about running away.

Then there is no way not to run!What should I do if I can't get up after being seated? !You can lose any face, but this is the only thing you can't sit on!

"Hahahahaha, I lied to you, I lied to you! Look at you, you are so nervous that you froze!"

With a slap on Sheld's shoulder, Stike covered his stomach and laughed loudly: "It's all about relaxing the atmosphere, how could there really be such a festival, the feature of the Eivor Festival is just a dance , it’s just a sacrifice, and besides, the festival hasn’t arrived yet.”

"Also, even if there is such a thing, you have to wait until you are stronger, otherwise you won't be able to bear it."

The front is okay, but the latter words make people not so happy.

Sheld's face turned dark.

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After all, Sheld didn't eat the skewers he was thinking about.

Although the barbecue here is grilled in the open air, it is still a piece of meat, or meat with bones, without skewers. In short, it is the kind that is hugged and chewed.

And this kind of barbecue, with limited kitchen utensils and cooking skills, is usually a whole piece of meat, cooked very layered...

High Emotional Intelligence: Layered Maturity.

Low EQ: either confused or half-baked.

Of course, it is not ruled out that there are chefs who can cook well. For example, the barbecue produced by Almi's table must be delicious and juicy, charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Among the many hotels and pubs I have been to before, many of them have been handled very well.

And for most people from other worlds, this kind of barbecue seems to be common and not so particular.

Shelder wasn't too particular about it, it was a bit raw... He had eaten medium-rare steak in his previous life, and he had tried raw mixed beef, so it wasn't a big deal.

It should be said that the meat quality of the bighorn beef itself is quite good, but - it doesn't have much seasoning or treatment.

"Let's not talk about barbecue skills, there is no small cumin, no chili noodles, no pepper..."

"Without a soul..."

It was expected that the barbecue would be a disappointment. Fortunately, the food was not wasted. Although Sheld disliked it, Neveu did not. She and Shaw ate up all the barbecued meat.

And said "that's the taste".

This made Shield couldn't help but come up with such a sentence in his mind, "Wild pigs can't eat fine chaff".

After resting here for one night, Sheld and others continued to trigger. The North Cruz Bazaar replenished some supplies enough for them to continue their trek until they crossed the North Cruz Plain and reached the Western Wilderness.

"When we get to the wild west, let's take a trip to the city of Isaiah."

"Where are you going?"

"The black market over there is bigger, and there should be some information I want."

The adventurer's guild is certainly a good source of information, but Shield has a little PTSD towards the adventurer's guild, he is a little afraid to join another adventurer's guild, and then raise his eyes.

Oh, isn't this Miss Atina... something like that.

Of course, this is only a trivial point, mainly because there are too few cities in the western wilderness, and he only knows a few of them.

And the location they will pass through next is not a big city, and the adventurer guild in a small place has no information to inquire about at all.

And it's still a small place in the inner area.

Quiet and harmonious, the Adventurer's Guild has simply become a place like a housekeeping service hall, filled with people walking dogs, teasing cats, and watering flowers and grass.

The most amazing thing is that there are more thieves and robbers.

It has to be one or two, a small group of criminals.

As long as the key comes to a bandit group, bandit group, such as the group in Gansai Wetland, generally small cities can't deal with it, they have to wait for the big city to send people, or the surrounding small cities jointly issue an official wanted arrest.

Therefore, Sheld directly put his idea on the black market.

After all, last time, Dart obtained good information on the black market, and Isaiah, who is the most developed black market in the entire Bella Empire, would not be weak, would he?

Especially the "Energy Devouring Potion" that Dalt used before, that thing is pretty good, you can get some more.

Some other potions can also be used to try something new.

Combined with the previous night at the North Cruise Fair...

"A drug that makes you strong?"

No no no!What are you thinking!

Sheld repeatedly dismissed this thought from himself, the most taboo thing is that rushing to the doctor!What's more, I'm not in a hurry, let alone go to the doctor indiscriminately.

In this different world, where the gods exist, there are no treasures, no artifacts, why bother to go to the black market to rely on some Sanwu potions?

This is not the way out!

Strengthening his confidence, Shield completely smashed this idea to the back of his mind.

On this trip to the black market, the main thing is to figure out some other things.

……