The next day, Barrett and others who had avoided the rainstorm bid farewell to the halfling Druid Card Leggings. No, it was Card Oakleaf. They left from Sweet Sugar Cane Village and continued toward the Holy Spirit Land in the depths of the prairie.

After the rain, the Hanhai grassland is filled with a wet freshness. Horseshoes step on the green leaves, and they can always splash the crystal dewdrops that shine in the sun. Although the vast sea of ​​​​clouds is still rolling in the sky, it has transformed from black ink to flawless white, like a girl in a good mood showing her purest smile to the world.

The somewhat suspicious guide, Gene, was still in the team, and the little mage Chris did not terminate the employment relationship between the two parties, and he still guided the team forward. In any case, even if this guide is still serving the army of the Holy Arathor Kingdom at the moment, it is no big deal to Barret and the others, as long as this guy doesn't enter the 'Losrollin' to affect the attitude of the elves.

As evening drew to a close, everyone began to enjoy dinner. Horses need to rest after running, and people will get tired after riding on horses for a long time. Among the group, only the little mage who has been using the "flying technique" to fly in the air is an exception. His magic seemed to never end, and he didn't show any signs of fatigue after flying all day.

There are some trees sparsely distributed on the grassland, such as oak, red pine, fir, and so on. These trees are like the most indifferent strangers, far apart from each other, refusing to come close.

The guide Gene chose a beech tree with a lush canopy as a temporary campsite for everyone. After a simple meal, the sky had not yet turned dark, and everyone sat around the crackling bonfire and chatted casually.

"Hey, look, does that cloud look like a dancing couple?" The little mage pointed to the golden sky and asked the crowd, "Men's hands are raised high, and women's hands are slightly lower. Chui, they seem to be dancing some kind of special dance unique to the Alpine Kingdom, I have seen it once before, but I just forgot the name of that dance."

Barrett followed the prestige, but only saw a large group of ordinary clouds inlaid with gold, no different from other irregular clouds in the sky.

"I think it's more like two warriors in golden armor fighting each other." The bodyguard Red Crab expressed his opinion, "One of the burly warriors looks like a human, and he holds a serrated handle. A two-handed sword in the shape of a sword, and wants to behead it. The other warrior is smaller, so he can be an elf. He holds a thin sword low and wants to pierce from bottom to top."

"Isn't the cloud more like two peasants?" Merchant Ariel gave another opinion, "One of the peasants walked in front with a shovel, and the shorter one behind him should be his son. He The son doesn't seem to want to follow his father to farm the fields, so he lowered his head, dragged his hoe, and looked listless. My father used to want me to be a farmer like him, because of this kind of life It will be safe, but I don't like farming very much, so..." The businessman shrugged.

"Peasants? No, no, no, if I say, it's a bard and a cleaning waiter in the tavern," said Gene, the guide, as he served the bonfire. The neck lute is playing beautiful music, and the closest spectator to him is the waiter leaning on a broom and revelling in the music, while the other clouds around are guests in the tavern." The guide added the surrounding clouds as well. go in.

I said, what's in your head? Our barbarian adventurers looked a little stunned after hearing these descriptions. Why is everyone's imagination so rich?

"What about you? Barrett, what do you think the cloud looks like?" asked the little mage.

Our barbarian adventurer stared at the clouds for a long time again, "Unfortunately, I didn't see anything." He told the truth, "Couple, warrior, peasant, bard? How did you see it? Sorry, I'm not as imaginative as you are." Maybe when I'm not in a good mood.

"If you think in my way, you don't need to have a good imagination." The merchant picked up the pork sausage left over from the bonfire, blew the floating ash on it twice, and then blew it again. He tried the heat of the sausage with his tongue, and then took a big bite. "Have you all eaten it? Then I'll wipe them out myself. It's not a good habit to waste food." He rummaged for some sweet mustard again. Sauce on it.

"Who said not to eat? It's just that I'm full now, now! I still want to keep this thing for the night supper for the night vigil." The bodyguard Red Crab said dissatisfiedly, "It's not your turn to vigil at night."

"Then you can bake it yourself when the time comes. Anyway, our Master Kris brought a lot of food." The businessman smiled at the little mage, "For grilled things, whether it is fish, rabbits, or this kind of ham The meat is cured with sausages, and I like to eat them that are roasted a little older and burnt a little bit, so that the aroma of the fat will be more abundant and the meat will be more resilient.”

"What method did you use?" Barrett asked the merchant, who also wanted to see something from the cloud. That's not to say how fun the game is, it's just that Barbarians don't want to look too vulgar.

"With my method, you don't have to rack your brains to think about what it really looks like," Ariel said vaguely, "You just need to stare at the cloud, remember the past, and then suddenly think about it in your mind. It's enough to describe the picture that appears. As for what it looks like or not, it doesn't really matter. Red Crab said that there are two warriors like that cloud, but I didn't see it at all."

Does this work too? Barrett tried to look up at the sky in a businessman's way, and slowly settled his thoughts into his memory. Scene after scene of the past appeared in Barbarian's mind. Slowly, a Nord man with a weapon on his shoulder settled in front of Baritt's eyes, and behind the Nord, there was a red-haired man. girl.

"What did you see?" the little mage asked curiously.

"No, nothing."

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Night falls ~lightnovelpub.net~ The rolling sea of ​​clouds gradually becomes quiet, and the flickering starlight emerges from the gap between the "waves", like ship lights swaying on the sea.

Under the sea, the endless moss swayed gently with the soft undercurrent. Under a certain dense coral clump, there were five small fish resting.

There were three vigils, namely, Barrett, the guide Jean, and the hired bodyguard Red Crab. At this time, the moon was in the middle of the sky, and it was Barrett's vigil time. He leaned against the trunk of the beech tree and looked boredly at the shadowy clouds in the sky.

There was silence all around, no one would peep at the thoughts in his mind, and Barrett's thoughts gradually diverged. The scene that happened in the evening was still lingering in front of his eyes, making the barbarian think of Leslie, the boss of 'Put up your ears'.

The guy had traveled many corners of the multiverse to find his love, "I found her, but it was a little late." Barrett still remembers the look on Leslie's face when he said this, regret, regret, regret, There is also deep confusion.

"Hopefully I don't become like him." Somehow, this sentence popped into Barrett's mind.

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