"thanks... "
With a weak voice, the girl took the fruits and ate them in small bites. The sweet and sour juice of the berries split between the teeth, bringing a little coolness, which made his consciousness a lot more awake.
Most of the fruits in the wild are very small and sour, and few of them can be eaten directly, but these are unexpected. Although this black and white raccoon dog is not strong, it seems to have a special talent for finding food.
Watching the girl gradually come over, Roland Hill added deadwood and firewood, and then the two gradually began to talk.
"Did he come out alone? It's rare to see him at such an age."
Roland Hill looked at the girl through the orange flame, and saw that her fair and tender skin should be well maintained. It should also be well educated, not from an ordinary family.
It should be a girl from a certain noble family, and only the children of noble families will teach swordsmanship. This is the tradition of the Green Empire. They established the country with martial arts, and their personal strength is often the face of the nobles. Although it is not very demanding, but at least some, not a layman.
"...It's a person." The girl looked at the flame and replied blankly, then stopped again.
Seeing that she didn't want to speak any more, Roland Hill didn't say more, and let her sit for a while, slowly.
As the night got darker, Roland Hill took out the package he was carrying, took out a towel from it, poured in some water, and handed it to the girl.
"Do you want to wipe your face? I'll go to sleep later."
Hearing this sentence, Lottie looked at her hand and touched her cheek again, only to realize that she was really uncomfortable, said thank you again, and took the towel.
Although the sweat during the day is dry, there is still a little discomfort left, and it will be more comfortable after washing. Limited by the current conditions, it can only be simply scrubbed.
When it was time to sleep, Roland Hill took out the blanket prepared behind him, spread it on the cleaned grass, and invited the girl over.
"Let's sleep here tonight. Fortunately, there are two blankets, just two people." In fact, she brought a lot of storage space, but it was difficult to take out too much at this time.
After a night of silence, Roland Hill curled up in the rolled up blanket, like a large spring roll, and gradually fell asleep. And the pink-haired girl had some insomnia.
The evening wind was a bit cold, but the bonfire beside him was warm, and the little black and white animal was lying not far from the fire.
The night space between the forests is clear and cold, and you can see the vast galaxy that dots the night sky. Although these stars look so small and distant, under the starry sky, people can always feel their insignificance, as if their sense of existence will be affected by this vastness. engulfed by the world.
The eyelashes on the pupils blinked, and Lottie's hand in the blanket pressed lightly on her chest, feeling the beating heartbeat from time to time, the pulsation of the blood flowing, a feeling of being alive was recognized by the brain and body again. Know.
"I'm still alive." This sentence is full of hope, but also full of sadness.
Although she is still alive, but only she is still alive, and her relatives have all passed away in front of her eyes.
Some died in war, some in murder, some in a break with the royal family, and some in protecting her from escape. The former family was so brilliant, so brilliant that it could control the situation of the entire empire, causing countless people to tremble and fear. Valley
But it all vanished.
Just over a year ago, she was sitting in the secluded courtyard of her home, painting the colors of the sky with colorful paints, and then a knight in armor and blood rushed into the home with bad news.
Her father, the guardian of the southern border of the empire, the duke of the red dragon, the patriarch of the Baska family, died in Crancia, and the army of the empire was also defeated by Crancia's new weapons.
From that day on, everything changed.
One after another urgent news came from the front line, and the numbers of the elite clan’s legions disappeared from the records one by one, and the uncles and uncles of the past never came back. The aunts were in tears at home all day long, and the mother had few words since then.
"The First Cause of All Realms"
She doesn't understand the intrigue and exchange of interests among the upper echelons of the empire. But it was indeed a period of extreme chaos. The lights in the study at home seemed to never go out again. Every day, I received vassals from all over the world, discussed with nobles wearing top hats, and messengers constantly shuttled through the mansion. , send and transmit messages from all parties.
However, such efforts did not change the outcome.
In the case of the sudden death of the emperor, the situation in the empire was confusing for a while, and the regent, His Royal Highness Edron, who was in power, did not like the Baska family, and there was discord in the past westward expeditions.
It is a pity that the emperor who could be suppressed in the past has passed away, and Grand Duke Baska and his elite subordinates have also disappeared on the battlefield. No amount of conspiracy will help the regent, who holds the last army of the Empire in his hands.
At his suggestion, the Baskas became sacrifices to the Empire's war against Crancia.
Territories were largely ceded, wealth was copied, paid out as war reparations, and painful expansion only to end this defeat.
And the descendants of the Duke of Red Dragon will naturally not sit still, and various rebellions are rising in the south. As the uncrowned king who has ruled this land for hundreds of years, the Baska family's management is not unremarkable, and there are always loyal nobles who bring knights and warriors to join the crusade.
Until they all died under the black cavalry and saber.
Those hussars in short capes, with short muskets and sharp sabers. Since the battle of Crancia, they have also absorbed a lot of the tactical essence of the opposing team and entered a new era.
The lances and spears of the past no longer have an advantage in facing the row of muskets and cannons, and the so-called heroic charge is only to let those muskets fire one more bullet.
Most of the elite legions that can resist and harvest these musket troops have been damaged on the battlefield, and the Baska family is weak after the war. In this way, the rebellion was set off again and again, and it was extinguished by the regent's legion again and again. In this back and forth of the separatist regime, the last blood of the Baska family was also drained, and now no nobles dare to accept the red dragon. The descendants, even if there are loyal people, only persuade her to leave this land as soon as possible.
"Sorry, Miss Charlotte, we can no longer swear allegiance to the red dragon on a black background. You will be sent to a distant overseas, where you may spend an ordinary but stable second half of your life."
"We can only do it here." The slightly fat butler bent down in remorse, and the dragon armor knights behind him were silent, watching the girl get on the carriage, gradually Leave the familiar home and flee into the unknown.
In the middle of the night in the forest, the sleeping girl unknowingly left warm tears in the corners of her eyes.
Perhaps, this is the retribution of the Baska family. The person who set off the fire wave will eventually be swallowed up by the fire wave.
And even if she is young, she can't escape everything behind this name, whether it is glory, glory, sadness, pain, sin, it will be turned into bitter fruit and swallowed slowly.