Roy and Leto approached the carriage and found a total of six people leading the team, two young women and four men.
An elf lady with black and red hair, a pale yellow silk top with bright wrists like snow, a delicate and slender body, white and delicate facial skin, beautiful facial features and pointed ears. It must be outstanding in the mouth of the farmer whose clothes and pants were robbed. The beauty of "Evelyn".
The other woman has a bronzed healthy complexion. Her figure and temperament are not as weak and shy as ordinary women. She has slender thighs, a white striped leather top with full breasts, and boldly showing a small waist with a vest line. Fit as a female leopard.
Her nose bridge is tall and straight, and her facial features have a little masculinity and sturdiness. The most unique thing is that under the short black hair that resembles Mohawk, there are mysterious tattoos near the cheekbones on both sides, which is impressive.
The four men's dresses are also unique, their clothes are colorful, fashionable, and different from ordinary people in the countryside. Among them, there are strong middle-aged men with a beard, and there are thin, bamboo-like men with pale skin and feminine looks.
When the two were observing each other, the other side was also looking at them.
The elf lady was frowning slightly by the undisguised gaze of the "intruder", but she was not angry, while the bronze-skinned girl looked at him with interest, with a wolf-like aggression in her eyes.
"The two faces are very familiar, not like the local residents of Shire Village?"
Out of the six, a human man with a strong waist and a beard, about 5.6 feet (1.7 meters) tall, had a warm and hospitable smile on his face, but there was a hint of hidden vigilance in his eyes.
"You are the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe, right?" The young man returned a gentle smile, his pupils seemed to be shining like stars, and the charm added by the elegance of the wind seemed to be added to his eyes, "I am from Mahakan. Across from the Kingdom of Aedirn, a traveler from Posada, this is my uncle Leso, who accidentally injured his foot on the road and had difficulty walking. I happened to hear the nearby villagers talking about you, so I wanted to come and meet Luck... Can you take it easy and give us a ride?"
"Traveler?" The middle-aged man turned away from Roy and turned to Lesso, and said sternly, "Okay, you two, you can call me Aaron, Aaron the Sparrow Whisperer. There are few rare people and things. Look at your eyes, sharper than a falcon, and more divine than a lynx. I can guarantee that you are not an ordinary traveler. To be more precise, you should be called a witcher? But this dress, Was it robbed?"
"You're right, I'm Lesso, a demon hunter from the Viper School... This is my apprentice Roy." The demon hunter admitted directly upon seeing this.
"Please tell me what you're here for! Don't busy witchers turn to us craftsmen for no reason?"
The five suddenly came over and surrounded Aaron with bad eyes.
The Moxican woman showed her beautiful white teeth, and pulled out a dagger with the length of her palm from her shoe.
The witcher held out his hands to show that he had no ill will.
"Don't worry, everyone, what this kid said just now is true, I did hurt my leg..." The witcher lifted his tight pants and showed the injured leg that was fixed to a few people, "If you don't believe me, feel free to do whatever you want. Check, you are well-informed and you should know that most humans are prejudiced against me, so this kid has reservations between his words."
bias? discriminate
Hearing this word, everyone in the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe also changed their expressions, and their expressions softened, as if they felt the same way.
Seeing this, Roy quickly asked,
"I take the liberty to ask, everyone in the Sea Scorpion Acrobatic Troupe, are you going to go east over Mahakan during the performance, or detour to Soden?"
"On the contrary," Aaron's eyes lit up, his face full of longing, "We're going west to Ellander City to perform for a while, and then we're going to Vizima for a big show before the May Festival next year. "
"Roy and I are also going to visit an old friend in Elland City. I don't know if it's inconvenient for you to take us on a ride!" I was injured in the battle with monsters, and I haven’t recovered yet, so I can’t walk too long. It’s not convenient to ride a horse, and your team happens to have a carriage.”
"This..." Aaron looked embarrassed, and if they took an ordinary person along, they would agree easily and happily.
However, would a demon hunter with superb skills and a fierce reputation have any crooked thoughts
The witcher and what happened to them were somewhat sympathetic, and he still wanted to say no.
"We're always looking for a fair deal. We're not going to ride in your chariots for nothing, it's less than a week's journey to Ellander," Lesso persuaded with three fingers outstretched, "How about we pay thirty crowns for the carriage ?"
One of the six people, a short ugly man, showed a heart-warming expression, but at this time, Ms. Aveline stepped out and sang a different tune, "I'm really sorry, Your Excellency Leto, you can visit our carriage, which is inside. It is full of daily necessities, performance equipment, and Aaron's 'baby', there is really no extra place for you..."
"Beautiful lady of the Ain Shidi tribe..." Roy suddenly passed over the witcher, bent over his chest with his right hand, and gave an elegant salute.
"You don't want to trust unfamiliar witchers, so you should trust people of the same bloodline, right?"
Hearing that, Evelyn's beautiful eyes shone with a strange light, and after carefully looking at the person who came, she noticed that the tops of his ears were pointed, and there were traces of elf on his appearance.
She asked uncertainly, "Are you a half-elf? No, a quarter-elf?"
Roy's physical sign is shallower than that of the average half-elf. He opened his mouth and spit out a difficult and obscure sentence, an ancient language he just mastered not long ago, "ensh'eass beanna Elaine tede a'taeghane."
When Ai Fulin heard the words, a surprise flashed across her pretty face, and her demeanor suddenly became more cordial.
Seeing her companion's puzzled expression, the woman immediately explained, "He was saying hello in the ancient language just now."
"Now I'm sure he's a brother of the same family. It's just that the name is relatively unfamiliar, Roy, I've never heard of a branch that takes the name of a human."
"Oh, this is the name my adoptive mother took, but unfortunately she's gone." The boy lowered his eyes and pretended to be sad.
"Poor man, you're not yet thirty years old this year." The lady elf frowned, her pretty face filled with pity, and her warm soft pancreas squeezed the boy's palm comfortingly. "You can call me Sister Love Flynn in the future."
The female elf turned around and showed a request to her companion Lu.
"Forget it." Aaron sighed and said helplessly, "Since Aveline thinks you are good people and worthy of trust, then come along."
"But let's talk about the ugly first. Before entering the team, I want to set a few rules for you. If you violate it, don't blame everyone for being rude!"
The two nodded in response.
Next, Aaron introduced the details of the acrobatic troupe to the two in detail.
There were a dozen or so entourages in the regiment, including handymen, hitchhikers, and crappy poets.
The six main members are: Aaron the Sparrow from Rivendell Valley, Cantila the Swordsman of Zerekan from the desert country east of the Blue Mountains, Corinth the Fire Eater, Floz the Clown, Quinn The special performer Amos, and the last one, from the Valley of Flowers, that is, Dole Brittaner, the climbing master Evelyn Findabe.
And Roy finally remembered where he heard the name and saw this face. If there was no accident, she was the elf woman who helped the White Wolf fulfill the conditions of the Stone Heart man many years later and stole the House of Posodi.
But it's still too early, probably that man hasn't been able to have the Heart of Stone yet.