The first spring rain had just fallen, short and fast.

A moment ago, the sky was still shimmering with thunder and pouring rain, and the next moment, the warm sunshine filled the earth with fresh air. The rain came with a roar like a sneeze from a giant in the sky, and went away in an instant.

On one of the roads from the Bay of Pigs to Galano City, a sturdy stallion gallops from afar. The horse's hoof moved quickly along the wet dirt road, smashing a beetle that burrowed out of the soil at the call of spring thunder, and stepped through a low-lying stagnant water, splashing the gray-black dirty water on the pedestrians by the roadside. body.

"I wish your 'donkey' will break its hoof, and then break your **** neck!" the pedestrian scolded angrily. But the rider is long gone and cannot hear his "blessing".

The rider on the horse is a tall and sturdy adventurer, wearing leather armor made of turquoise petrified cowhide. The patterned tattoo on his forehead shows his Nord identity. No matter how noble or lowly he was born, or who his last name was, the people in the Bay of Pigs preferred to call him -- 'The Feeder', Barrett the Feeder.

He is the darling of the foggy forest. He believes that one day he will return to the embrace of the forest, but that is not now.

No, not yet.

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This is the fifth day since Barrett left the Bay of Pigs. It takes at least a week for an ordinary four-carriage to travel from the Bay of Pigs to Galano. Horseback riding is actually not much faster than riding a horse-drawn carriage. After all, you can only ride one horse. Both horses and horses need adequate rest during the journey. And riding a horse is even more painful. Although the carriage is bumpy, it is still much better than the horseback.

But Barrett still chose to ride a horse, without him, just because riding a horse is more free, and a carriage generally does not carry only one person. Of course, you can also choose to pack the whole carriage and enjoy a better trip, but Barrett thinks that if you do that, you might as well buy a horse, after all, the journey is still long.

This is a bright brown young stallion of about six years old. He is tall and majestic and quite energetic. With his tall Barrett on his back, he can easily run 60 kilometers a day without any effort. The seller swears that he definitely has The bloodline of 'Nightmare Beast', and asked Barrett for a high price of 20 gold coins.

Some horse breeds on this continent do have the blood of Nightmare Beasts, and those Nightmare Warhorses are basically derived from the same ancestor - a Nightmare Beast that was caught by a wizard during the Magic Empire and tamed to become a stallion. One beast has multiplied the entire population of Nightmare Warhorses now...

However, even if the horse under Barrett's crotch has Nightmare blood, it is still very thin, and there is no trace of Nightmare beasts. It's just healthy.

The young pony was not very obedient, and always wanted to throw the human on its back, and then ran happily. Barrett's riding skills are not outstanding. His father was a Nord royal guard, a heavy infantry soldier who can use a variety of weapons and has excellent combat skills. He is also not good at riding. Moreover, the Nord region is full of forests and hills, which is not suitable for large-scale cavalry operations. It is a military power famous for its infantry warfare, so the riding skills of most Nords are very general.

Because of his riding skills, Barrett had to hold the reins when the horses galloped, and occasionally kick the stallion's ribs with his dragonskin boots, so that he would not get carried away.

Corn, oats, barley, and various beans are sown in the fields by the roadside, among which corn is especially grown. There is a small village not far away, which looks like a hundred peasant families.

Barrett had never been here before, and didn't know the name of the village, if it had one. The road he is taking now is not the one that carriages often take, but this road is closer, but the road conditions are not very good, and the four-carriage cannot move smoothly, but there are not many problems with single-person riding.

It's still a while before it gets dark, but Barrett doesn't plan to sleep in the wilderness any more. Instead, he wants to find a warm stove to dry his wet clothes, lie on the soft bed, and comfort him because Some worn **** from long rides.

Barrett rolled over and dismounted, and the horses swung their heads up and down, trying to free themselves from the reins. He slapped it casually, making the beating guy a little more honest.

The road under my feet is paved with a small amount of cobblestones and some gravel. Although it is not wide, it is quite smooth. Barrett led his disobedient companion along the gravel path leading to the village.

Some farmers along the way occasionally stopped their farm work and stood up to look at him. Some people's eyes were a little wary, but Barrett didn't care. In the eyes of many people, adventurers are not much different from robbers and rogues, and these farmers are far from killing and swords in their daily lives, so it is normal for them to behave like this.

The mainland has been at peace for a long time, and this is the life of the vast majority of people.

The village has a low wall that is only as high as Barrett's chest. The wall is rammed with straw and clay and is only a palm thick. Barritt suspects that if he kicks on it with a little force, the wall will collapse. .

The end of the gravel road leads to a wooden wall door in the village. At this time, the wall door is wide open and not guarded. It's not accurate to say that, at least there is a yellow and black mixed-hair dog lying beside the door on one side.

Barrit hesitated at the gate, then looked around again. Whether it was inside or outside the village, although there were people watching him, no one prevented him from entering.

He raised his foot and walked into the village. Just as he walked past the gate with his left foot, he heard a hoarse voice from behind the gate: "If you want to go to the Bay of Pigs, I think you are looking for the wrong way."

As the voice spoke, he walked out from behind the door. It was an unshaven man, about fifty years old. Although the ravine-like wrinkles on his face made the man appear older than he actually was, his body looked quite tough.

"I'm not going to the Bay of Pigs, but from there, I want to go to Galano City," Barrett replied. He found that the man put his hand on the iron sword around his waist, the **** the hilt was worn out, and the diamond-shaped weight at the end was rusted. Barrett estimates that the sword is not much more lethal than a **** and scythe.

The man looked at Barritt up and down, then looked at the horse he was leading, "Want to stay here for the night?"

Barrett nodded, "A warm fireplace and a bowl of hot soup, that's all, I'll pay for it."

"Leave your copper coins in your pocket. After all, you bought them with your life." The man turned and walked towards the village. He waved to Barret and asked him to follow him, "Adventurer?"

"Yes."

"I was also an adventurer when I was young." He patted the iron sword on his waist, "Have you been to the Misty Forest?"

"I've been there." Countless times.

"That place is very evil. When I was young, I went to that place with two friends from the village~lightnovelpub.net~ There are seven good guys from other places in the team." The man said as he walked. , "But Andrew and Carey didn't come back, and I still don't know what they were killed by. The fog was so thick there that Andrew disappeared very suddenly, no one noticed, and disappeared after him. A young man who stutters a little..."

The village is not big, and it didn’t take long for Barrett to arrive at a rectangular two-story house with a mix of stone and wood. There is also a corral next to the house, but there are no livestock in it. There is an apricot tree that is quite old at the door of the house. The branches of pale pink apricots are full of flowers, which adds a bit of color to this gray-yellow village.

"...we were all freaked out, the captain was a one-eyed, he made us back to back in a circle, and he walked around us. Everyone was on their nerves and kept looking At this moment, there was a scream from the fir tree overhead..." The man suddenly looked back at Barrett, and found that the latter was not frightened, but A sullen face.

"I see, you're a great guy." He shrugged and continued, "We were all terrified, everyone looked overhead, but nothing but the **** fog. I didn't see it. Just as everyone was staring at it, a white shadow passed in front of everyone's eyes like lightning, and then, Carey disappeared..."

He pushed open the door and asked Barrett, "By the way, what's your name?"

"You can call me Barrett," the barbarian replied.

"Barritt? Your name is Barritt?" The man frowned and thought, "I seem to have heard your name somewhere."

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