Working Prophet

Jin Tong took Clara away from the green field, and later did not go to the main road, choosing only inaccessible places.

The two of them walked in the wilderness for two days, until they almost ran out of water and there were no rivers or streams nearby. Then they approached the road again and asked for some water from a caravan.

Jin Tong had already taken out his money bag and took out a silver coin, but was rejected by the caravan leader.

The latter said that he was a believer in Pisiya, and the goddess taught people to help each other and love each other.

Especially when you are away from home, you should take care of each other.

Upon hearing this, Jin Tong silently put the money bag away and continued on his way.

The little maid on horseback noticed that when he was talking to the fat leader, there was a flash of sarcasm in his eyes, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused.

When she reached a place where no one was around, Clara said tentatively, "I remember you said before that you were an unbeliever? Then why do you work for the Silver Moon Church?"

"It's none of your business." Jin Tong said lightly.

"It's really none of my business, but I am idle now. If I don't chat, I have nothing to do." The little maid then guessed, "Is it for money?"

"no."

"that power?"

"No."

"Well, could it be...beautiful?"

Jin Tong turned back and glanced at Clara meaningfully. The look in her eyes made the little maid tremble, and she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body, and she subconsciously grabbed the blanket on her body.

Fortunately, Jin Tong quickly looked away again and continued on his way.

Clara also breathed a sigh of relief.

After that, neither of them spoke anymore. Jin Tong finally got the peace he had longed for. Unfortunately, the peace didn't last long. The little maid spoke again, "By the way, are you married?"

Jin Tong sighed, "Give up..."

"Give up what?"

"Give up studying me and find a way to escape from me."

"I didn't study you, and I didn't want to run away." The little maid blinked and said.

"Really?" Jin Tong sneered, "During this journey, you kept yelling for water every now and then, and quickly drank the water I brought, probably because you knew there was no place to replenish the water source nearby. It forced me to get closer to the main road and get in touch with other people, so I can leave clues for those who come looking for you."

After Jintong finished speaking, he looked at Clara again, wanting to appreciate the panicked look on the latter's mind after being pierced.

In the end, only bewilderment and surprise could be seen on the girl's face.

"Do you always think of people so badly?" Clara asked curiously, "I just like to drink water. Before I met you, I had never left the green field. How could I know if there is any water near here?" source of water."

"..."

Jin Tong could tell that the little maid was not lying, and Clara's eyes were the purest he had ever seen, without any impurities.

In fact, after these two days of getting along, he also discovered that the target of his kidnapping this time is a bit special... He looked heartless, as if he didn't feel any trouble at all, and he didn't even have any troubles about being kidnapped. How to bother her.

Ordinary people should be terrified to death when they are caught by him, with a mournful face every day, not daring to show their breath.

However, Clara did not eat less food and sleep less during the journey, and even in the wild, she fell asleep easily. Last night, she even had a sweet dream. Jin Tong was awakened by her giggling in the middle of the night. Half of them were taken out.

At the beginning, Jin Tong suspected that Clara was just pretending, but now he was basically sure that the little maid was born like this, which was probably a kind of talent.

Jin Tong led the horse and walked southeast for a while, then suddenly turned around and headed northeast, still taking the remote path.

And the little maid was still full of interest, looking around and asking questions.

But when it was almost dusk, Clara noticed that Jintong's complexion had become very pale, sweat was dripping from his forehead, and the hand holding the rein was trembling slightly.

"Are you sick?" the little maid asked with concern.

"No." Jin Tong tried his best to suppress the irritability in his chest, walked forward for about half a mile, found a place with a leeward wind, and tied the horse.

On the other side, Clara also picked up some dry branches and piled them together.

Jin Tong took out the scythe and flint.

As the bonfire rose, the surroundings became much warmer, but Jin Tong's condition did not improve, but seemed to get worse.

Not only the hands, but even the feet began to tremble.

He quickly opened the package, took out a small copper bowl the size of half a palm, and put a dark brown thing into it.

Jintong put the small copper bowl on the fire, and as soon as the white smoke rose, he couldn't wait to put his nose on it, sucking greedily, as if he wanted to suck up all the surrounding air, after that not only the shaking of his hands and feet stopped No more cold sweat, and a look of intoxication appeared on his face.

It's like enjoying some delicacy in the world.

Clara stared wide-eyed, watching this weird scene.

Just at this time, Jin Tong also raised his head, looking at her, the eyes of the two met, and Jin Tong's golden pupils shone with a dangerous and strange light.

The feeling that made the little maid uncomfortable before hit again, but fortunately, Jin Tong took a few deep breaths, and finally suppressed the impulse in his heart.

He said calmly to the little maid, "Go to sleep, we have to hurry tomorrow, and we will be there in two days."

For the first time this time, Clara did not ask any more questions, and lay down obediently holding the blanket.

Early the next morning, Jin Tong had completely returned to normal, and the two continued on their way.

"what is that?"

"What?"

"Is the thing in the copper bowl last night the reason why you serve the Silver Moon Church? You suffer from some kind of vicious disease and need to rely on that thing to save your life?" Clara guessed.

Hearing this, the corners of Jin Tong's mouth raised again, revealing a sarcastic look, "Help, no, that thing is what caused my illness."

Clara was a little surprised, "But the way you looked at that time, you looked pretty, pretty..."

"It's quite enjoyable." Jin Tong helped the little maid finish her sentence, "That's what it is, it can bring joy and pain, and the more you indulge in the joy it brings, the more you leave. After it, the pain will become more intense...unable to resist, and in the end you still have to surrender to it.

"Prone at its feet, like a dog that comes and goes when called upon, craving for its master's bones."

"Are you talking about... love? Because that's how I heard those bards describe love. It sounds quite scary." The little maid said.

"Believe me, what I say is much scarier than love."

"Okay...but if this is a disease, you should try to ask Merlin for help. His medical skills are very powerful, and he might be able to cure you."