The faint and hazy sound in his ears hit Xia Lan's consciousness, and the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest made people feel the reality of the world. In the subconscious and vigilant perception, there seemed to be a person walking busyly not far from him. His keen sense of smell instantly captured a rich fragrance floating in the air.

This is--

The taste of the food.

Opening his heavy eyelids, in his blurry sight, a strange roof combining thatched and wooden boards appeared in front of him. Where is this? With such confusion in his mind, he began to search for messy fragments of memory.

"You're awake?"

Before Xia Lan could recover and improve her memory, a surprise scream suddenly came from the room. Turning his head and looking at it, Pandilia walked towards him quickly with tears in her smile, reached out and shook her in front of him and said nervously: "Xia Lan, are you awake? Can you hear me talking to you?"

"water."

Xia Lan nodded slightly, and her throat was hoarse and quiet.

"Water? OK, wait for me..."

Listening to Xia Lan's first reaction after waking up, Pandilia quickly turned around and looked for the water-filled utensil. After a while, she walked to Xia Lan's bed with a small wooden bowl full of white breath.

"This is the hot water that just boiled..." Before she could finish her instructions, Xia Lan reached out and snatched the wooden bowl from her hand and drank the hot water in it.

"You..." Before you could be surprised, Pandillia widened her eyes and said hurriedly: "This is hot water that has just been boiled. Be careful to burn your mouth and throat..."

Unfortunately, Pandillia forgot one thing: for the superiors, the boiling hot water is not enough to cause any damage to their physical condition.

After wiping the water stains at the corner of his mouth, Xia Lan's mental consciousness finally woke up, and her eyes immediately observed the environment around her.

This is a simple and messy wooden house. There are many miscellaneous things in the wooden house. In addition to the piles of thatch, there are several animal skins and bows hanging on the walls of the wooden house. A fire burns in the center of the wooden house. A steaming iron pot is baking on the fire, and the rich fragrance smelled from the nose is constantly spreading from the pot.

“Where is this?”

Struggling to get up from the bed. Feeling the fatigue and weakness of his body, Xia Lan asked Pandillia beside him softly.

"We are now boarding at the home of an ordinary hunter, which is his house where he piles up debris and utensils," Pandillia explained quickly.

"Hunter?" Xia Lan couldn't help but say sensitively.

"Yes... do you still remember what happened that night?" Pandilia asked carefully as she observed Xia Lan.

"Was that night?" Xia Lan reached out and held her dizzy head, and said indifferently: "I have some impressions, but the specific matters behind it are not clear."

"When you killed the people who besieged us that day, you took me suddenly to a strange forest. If the hunters who returned from hunting in nearby villages had not discovered us fainted, we would have died together in the mouths of the wild beasts in the forest." Pandillia said simply, avoiding the importance and slightest words.

"Someone saved us?" Xia Lan frowned slightly.

"Yes, I have been living in the village where we rescued our people for a while. I can see that the people here are all simple and kind good people." Pandilia seemed to see through Xia Lan's inner guard and comforted her.

"So that's it. It seems that we can rest here for a while for a while." Xia Lan said with her eyebrows stretched.

"Of course, this place is like an ideal village that is free from war, no famine, no sin... If possible, I am really willing to stay here and live for the rest of my life..." Pandilia sighed suddenly.

"But you and I know that this is not a place we should stay." Xia Lan said lightly. "When my injury recovers, it will be the time for us to leave."

"I know." Pandillia smiled bitterly, saying, "Because I know the path I chose."

Xia Lan raised her hand, and the virtual ring on her finger flashed, and a bottle of bright red bottle of potion appeared in her hand. After opening the bottle plug, pouring the liquid inside into her mouth, taking a deep breath, and healing the severely injured heart of the chest with the airflow in her body. After a long time, he sighed softly: "If you want to completely heal your body's injuries, it will probably take a lot of time."

"What are you worried about?" Pandillia said keenly.

"There are still people waiting for us," Xia Lan said.

"If you are considering this, don't worry too much." Pandillia chuckled, "Do you know how far this place is from Querofi?"

Xia Lan shook her head silently.

"Based on my tests on the people in the villages these days, I found that this place is only a short one day away from Querofi. Can you imagine my surprise at that time?" Pandillia patted her chest and said.

"Is it a day? It seems that there is still an error in the mastery of distance." Xia Lan murmured to herself.

"What are you talking about?" Pandelia said strangely when she noticed the low voice in Xia Lan's mouth.

"Nothing? Don't reveal my awakening to the people in the village these days. I don't want them to know my situation." Xia Lan shook her head and avoided the other party's inquiry.

"Why?" Pandillia asked in confusion.

"There is no reason, just do what I told you!" Xia Lan closed her eyes and said.

"oh--"

After Pandillia responded helplessly, she sniffed the rich aroma of broth spreading from the pot in her nose. Her eyes turned and she said, "I've been sleeping for so many days. I guess you're very hungry. Do you need to taste the broth I made?"

“…”

Xia Lan opened her eyes and stared at Pandillia, her eyes filled with an unknown smell. For a moment, he nodded.

"Come on some."

...

After entering Viscount Morrown's territory, Winnie and her group were never intercepted by robbers and bandits again. Unlike the chaos and incompetence in the territory of Count Heather and Viscount Duda, the entire Viscount Morrown's territory was filled with a sense of stability and peace.

When driving on the plain road leading to Querofi, you will occasionally encounter the business team passing by. The enthusiastic mercenaries will even whistle and say hello to each other. Compared with the worry that was halfway through the previous journey, the current environmental atmosphere affects people's moods.

The bright winter sunshine is warm and comfortable. Winnie, who is already bored in the carriage, is riding on a snow-white and tall horse, following the mercenary group, riding a horse slowly, breathing the natural fresh air, and the depression of her body and mind is swept away in an instant!

"Captain Oden! Are you familiar with Querofi?"

There is always time to chat and spend time along the way, and Winnie naturally kept talking to Auden and asked questions.

"Did Querofi? I once accepted an escort commission, and I had been to Querofi once at that time." Oden replied casually.

"How is the situation there different from other places?" asked Winnie.

"Maybe it's a unique sense of peace compared to other parts of Sissinia." Oden said.

"Sense of peace?" Winnie confused.

"Yes, because there you will never experience war and danger, famine and disaster, corruption and numbness..." Oden sighed.

"Since there is so good, why didn't you stay in Querofe?" said Winnie.

"Because, such a place is not suitable for the survival of mercenaries." Oden smiled.

"Yes." Winnie thoughtfully. "How long does it take for us to arrive at Querofe?"

"It's estimated that it's more than ten days." Oden said vaguely.
Chapter completed!